the boss has a grudge against me

President Qin took the task and was ready to do it.

Yuan Ming let out a cry, and ran out to get a new apron with pink squares on a white background. He motioned to Qin Liangfeng, "Put it on, it will stain your clothes!"

Qin Liangfeng: "..."

Qin Liangfeng nodded casually. He had just finished washing his hands, and his sleeves were meticulously folded. He opened his hands expressionlessly, and lowered his head to signal Yuan Ming.

"..."

Yuan Ming hung the apron around Qin Liangfeng's neck, and when he turned around to help him tie the knot, he felt that his face should have turned into a locomotive in a cartoon animation—his face was flushed by the hot steam and then "beep" There was a sound, and exaggerated hot air came out of the ears.

Mr. Qin has a strong figure, and the inverted triangle shape is the figure that every man dreams of. Yuan Ming put on an apron for him with a blushing face, and heaved a sigh of relief after finishing it, saying: "Okay, okay."

Qin Liangfeng casually looked at him, Yuan Ming looked away awkwardly.

"Where's the knife?" Qin Liangfeng asked.

"Hmm." Yuan Ming blushed and turned to get the soy sauce.

President Qin: "Knife!"

"Oh, knife, knife!" Yuan Ming handed it to him.

……

The two of them were busy in the kitchen for a while. Qin Liangfeng, who was in charge of the spoon, came out of the kitchen with a dish of stir-fried beans and potatoes, a dish of twice-cooked pork, a dish of mapo tofu, and a large bowl of hot and sour egg drop soup.

The spicy and delicious smell wafted in the dining room, and several home-cooked dishes were attractive in color and looked very good. Yuan Ming filled the rice and said, "Try it!"

The old god Qin Liangfeng sat down and tasted every dish. He raised his eyelids and saw Yuan Ming holding a rice spoon in his hand, with a tense expression, like a housewife waiting for others to taste.

There was a table between the two of them, one was sitting and the other was standing, the window behind them was not closed tightly, the beige curtain was blown up by the wind, floated into the air and was pulled back again.

Qin Liangfeng nodded: "Very good."

Yuan Ming was relieved, he smiled and sat down opposite.

After the two of them finished their meal, it was nearly nine o'clock in the evening when Qin Liangfeng left. Yuan Ming escorted him to the elevator. Qin Liangfeng's suit jacket was meticulously draped on his right arm. He looked at Yuan Ming and said, "Go back. Come on, go to bed early."

Yuan Ming nodded: "Okay."

The elevator door opened, and Yuan Gu stood in the middle of the elevator, with earphones on both ears, staring at the two in a daze.

Yuan Ming: "..."

Although the two talked on the phone, Qin Liangfeng had never seen Yuan Gu at all. He watched Yuan Gu staring back and forth between the two in a daze, and stood in the middle of the elevator without knowing how to move aside. President Qin frowned. frown.

The elevator door closed slowly, and Yuan Gu quickly pressed the button to open the door. He pulled off the earphones, as if seeing something extraordinary, he smiled with the corners of his mouth, and said, "Boss Qin, what a coincidence."

Qin Liangfeng: "..."

Yuan Ming: "..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Qin Liangfeng guessed his identity. Yuan Ming didn't know that the two had met before, so he introduced with a red face: "President, this is my roommate Yuan Gu."

Qin Liangfeng smiled coldly: "Mr. Yuan, hello."

Yuan Ming: "..."

……

Qin Liangfeng left, Yuan Gu and Yuan Ming stood side by side at the elevator door, relatively speechless, Yuan Gu smiled, Yuan Ming roared in his heart, turned around and ran into the room, Yuan Gu laughed, rolled up his sleeves and followed .

He casually hung up his coat, pushed open Yuan Ming's door briskly, and leaned in front of Yuan Ming like a chic and handsome pervert: "Why is Qin Liangfeng here?"

"Eat!" Yuan Ming blushed, "Boss, everything you think is written on your face, it's definitely not what you think!"

Yuan Gu smiled: "You know what I'm thinking?"

He was really shocked in his heart, and felt that even if the two of them were not together to see the situation, Yuan Gu's thoughts turned around, and he suddenly remembered that when Yuan Ming first entered Huaxia, he had joked that the two were a good match, and it really hit the mark ?

He couldn't help laughing, Yuan Ming said angrily: "It's really eating! What are you thinking? You are so dirty!"

Yuan Gu: "???"

The two got into a fight angrily, and both were hurt. Yuan Gu collapsed on the bed laughing with a stomach ache, and said with emotion: "I suddenly discovered a great talent in myself. What kind of songs do I still sing? I can set up a stall to tell fortunes. Help others test the marriage or something, and one test will be accurate!"

Yuan Ming didn't understand, so: "What?"

"It's nothing." Yuan Gu said.

Yuan Ming returned to the crew to continue filming, Qin Liangfeng stayed in Beijing to handle the work, the year was coming to an end, Huaxia was extremely busy, there were endless meetings and plans all day long, Qin Liangfeng sat in the meeting In the office, after listening to the summary reports of various departments, he raised some problems that need attention, and roughly analyzed the areas that Huaxia will focus on in the future. After that, he returned to the office and continued to read the documents.

At the end of the day's work, Mr. Qin drove back to Fengshan.

He went straight up to the second floor, and when he came down, he had already changed into casual home clothes, and opened the refrigerator to find the ingredients for dinner.

The eggs were beaten and set aside, and the seaweed was soaked in hot water. Qin Liangfeng recalled the steps of Yuan Ming's soup making last time, put in the ingredients one by one, and left them in the pot to cook.

There were no beans at home, so Qin Liangfeng took out a potato and cut it into cubes. He put it in the pot and stir-fried it, but when it was almost out of the pot, he found that there was no spicy sauce.

"..."

Qin Liangfeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. After the meal was ready, he took the meal to the living room. The hot and sour egg drop soup tasted good, although it was not as good as Yuan Ming's. He took a sip, put it aside with a grim face, and let it die on its own.

Boss Qin drank a bowl of egg drop soup, stared at the plate of potatoes and made a decision, and asked Yuan Ming to make it again for himself when he came back.

……

At 09:30 in the evening, after taking a shower, Qin Liangfeng leaned on the bedside to read a book. The light in the bedroom was adjusted to the most suitable brightness, and he stared at the book for a long time.

What is Yuan Ming doing?

He must have not slept as a night owl.

Are you playing games or reading scripts?

The night owl was indeed still awake. He and Yuan Gu were teaming up to kill the enemy, completely unaware that someone was thinking about his hot sauce.

……

Amidst the howling cold wind, the footsteps of the new year are getting closer and closer.

"Night Talk" is a large-scale fairy tale drama that has been prepared for a long time. The filming span is very large, and the progress cannot be completed in a short period of time. Seeing that the New Year is getting closer, the director waved his hand and went home to celebrate the New Year.

The whole city of Beijing is covered with the biggest snowfall of the year. The bustling city and the bare tree branches on the street are dancing in the north wind. Yuan Ming, who has been busy for a whole year, takes his luggage and returns home. The distant town The atmosphere of the New Year is far better than that of the city. Yuan Ming stayed at home happily for a few days, and the new year finally arrived.

On New Year's Eve, the family sat in the living room to watch the Spring Festival Gala. This year's sketch was so funny that Yuan's father and mother were laughing.

The company group was giving out red envelopes in turn, and Yuan Ming snapped them up with quick hands, and the atmosphere in the group was unprecedentedly high.

Yuan Ming opened the wallet, carefully wrote the New Year greetings to everyone, clicked to send, and it was quickly snatched up. Yuan Ming looked at the system message that the red envelope jumped out with a smile: Your red envelope was taken by Qin Liangfeng. receive.

Yuan Ming: "..."

Almost at the same time, the group completely exploded.

"The president is here! The president is here!!"

"Happy New Year, President, bring the red envelope!"

"Scatter flowers and flowers, take a group photo, and get red envelopes!"

……

Colleagues became more active one by one, earnestly welcoming Mr. Qin, the great God of Wealth.

Yuan Ming typed excitedly: Happy New Year!

His blessing only stayed on the screen for a second, and was immediately swiped by his colleagues, and the messages on the screen jumped up and down.

Qin Liangfeng: Happy New Year.

Immediately afterwards, several red envelopes were handed out in a row, and Yuan Ming rushed forward with a cry. Six red envelopes were snatched up, and Yuan Ming snatched two, one was ten yuan and the other was 25!

"..."

After queuing up in the group to thank Mr. Qin, Yuan Ming weakly opened the emoji package, sent an emoji bowing to the boss, chatted with everyone for a while, and put down his phone to cut fruit for his parents.

……

Nine p.m.

Yuan Ming stared at the TV in a daze, thinking that he should call Qin Liangfeng to say Happy New Year... At the same time, he picked up the mobile phone beside him, and the unread messages on WeChat popped up. Give him a red envelope.

Yuan Ming: "..."

Yuan's father and Yuan mother laughed, Yuan Ming opened the door to the balcony, shivered by the cold wind, he quickly dialed the phone,

There was a hello on the phone, and Yuan Ming said loudly, "President, Happy New Year!"

In Fengshan Apartment, Qin Liangfeng put the wine glass on the table, and smiled when he heard this: "Happy New Year, what are you doing?"

"Watching the Spring Festival Gala, are you watching?" Yuan Ming asked.

"Hmm." Qin Liangfeng casually picked up the remote control in front of him, turned on the TV, and said, "I'm watching."

"Why did you send me so many red envelopes?" Yuan Ming asked.

Qin Liangfeng casually said, "It's considered a red envelope after work, and there are all of them."

Yuan Ming smiled: "Thank you, have you cooked the dumplings yet?"

Qin Liangfeng: "It's cooked."

"That's good." Yuan Ming said with a smile: "My parents have prepared a lot of special products, and they want me to bring them back to Beijing during the Chinese New Year. What do you want? Do you want hot pot bottom ingredients?"

Qin Liangfeng thought about it seriously, and said, "I want the hot sauce you put on the dishes last time."

Yuan Ming was elated: "Okay, that's handmade by my mother. Do you want mushroom sauce?"

Qin Liangfeng smiled: "Okay, both."

The old man on the TV came out yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah yah, and he sang in a thick and full voice. Papa Yuan sang along intoxicatedly from the living room. Here Qin Liangfeng looked at the time and didn't talk any more. He just said: "Yuan Ming, wish your family a Happy New Year for me."

His voice was very soft, with a strong mature man's sexy charm. On the other end of the phone, a red-pink firework exploded in the sky. It was dazzling in the long night. Yuan Ming nodded: "Thank you, President."

The sky is full of fireworks outside the window, and people's good hopes are blooming in the sky one after another, and the new year has begun.

……