Teacher, he wants to do problems on the blackboard

Ga?Are you really here to find the boss?The little brother who was still tugging with the pig's trotter let go of the pig's trotter for a moment.

"Why are you here?" Ying Ke pushed open the door and walked towards Cheng Jibei, with a little imperceptible joy in his eyes, "Didn't you agree that I will come to you after get off work?"

Cheng Jibei, who regained five bags of pig's trotters, waved the food in his hand at Ying Ke: "Anyway, I have nothing to do in the afternoon, so I just bought pig's trotters and came straight over."

"That's fine," Ying Ke, who was full of spring, took the five bags of pig's trotters from Cheng Jibei's hand and carried them in his hands, "Actually, there is not much work in the studio today, so you come to my office and wait for me for a while, brother in the evening." Please eat Japanese food."

Looking back at the mountain of documents piled up in the morning, the hard-working employees silently lamented that the boss's ability to tell lies with his eyes open is terrible.

Cheng Jibei bit the bullet and followed Ying Ke to the door of his office while everyone looked at him curiously. "By the way, Xiao Huang." Ying Ke turned around as if he suddenly remembered something, and looked at the little brother who had just been arguing with Cheng Jibei for a bag of pig's trotters.

"Ah, ah? Boss, you have something to order." Comrade Xiao Huang tremblingly squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying.

Ying Ke still smiled like a spring breeze, and said in a gentle voice: "Are you hungry? I will reimburse you for the supper fee for overtime work tonight." As he spoke, he took a meaningful look at the pig's trotters in his hand, and said mercilessly Closed the office door.

Xiao Huang, who was not originally assigned to the list of overtime workers, felt his eyes go dark, and suddenly lost his dream in life.

The decoration style of Ying Ke's office is very harmonious with the whole studio. Although it is not big, it reveals the owner's good style everywhere. After Cheng Jibei stepped into the office, he wandered around curiously, and even stopped at the opposite side of the desk. In front of the shop window, I watched the reading lists and decorations of elite students.

"Junior brother Cheng?" Ying Ke put the pig's trotters on the coffee table in front of the sofa, turned around and saw Cheng Jibei's eyes shining brightly, looking at the figures in his window, opened the window with a smile, took out the figures and put them in him In his hand, "Like this? It was given by Su Da's company at the annual meeting last year. I put it here because it looks pretty good. If you like it, you can take it."

This is a limited-edition figure figure of the mobile game "Atlantic Wars". Each one is worth four figures when sold alone. Ying Ke just casually gave it to himself.Cheng Jibei felt that this figurine was a bit hot to hold, so he shrank his hands back embarrassingly: "I don't really want it either... Xie Zhili likes this one better."

Ying Ke nodded in a very considerate way: "If Xie Zhili wants it, let Su Da give it to him. I can leave this figure with me. You can come and see it anytime you want." While watching, he put the handle back in the window.

"It's a bit cold, do you want me to take it to the lounge and heat it up in the microwave?" Ying Ke touched the food bag with the back of his hand, straightened up and said to Cheng Jibei, "It's rare that you specially sent it here."

Thinking about the aroma of pig's trotters that could almost reach the other side of the road when they were processed for the second time, Cheng Jibei shook his head timidly: "Farewell, it's all my fault if others smell it and don't want to work."

Ying Ke chuckled a few times, and opened the food bag directly: "Okay then, eat it before it's too cold."

So when Ying Ke's assistant knocked on the door of his boss with a few invitation letters, what he saw was the boss squatting in front of the coffee table with a doting smile, watching the man on the sofa opposite him gobble up the pig's trotters. Scenes.

Pamper?The assistant frowned, feeling that things were not that simple.

"Boss, this is an invitation letter from Mr. Su from Moyi." The assistant ignored Ying Ke's doting face and wiped away the food crumbs from the corner of Cheng Jibei's mouth, and put the invitation letter in the office without looking sideways. On the table, "Boss Su also said 'thank you for your investment'."

"Well, leave it alone, I'll see later," Ying Ke still looked at Cheng Jibei, "Why don't you eat? Do you want me to pour you a glass of water?"

Because there was a third person present, Cheng Jibei, who couldn't help putting down the pig's trotters, felt that the atmosphere was a bit stiff, shook his head slightly, and pushed the other bags of pig's trotters in front of Ying Ke: "It was supposed to be for you, Boss." Eat too."

"Okay." Ying Ke picked up one of the food bags and opened it, and the aroma of cumin in the office suddenly became stronger.

Oh my god, a domineering president like BOSS would actually eat pig's trotters.The little assistant felt that the world had suddenly become unreal, and before Ying Ke's suggestive eyes swept over him, he found an excuse and left Ying Ke's office quickly.

After all, disturbing the BOSS to flirt with boys may result in being struck by lightning. ——BY has seen too many assistants with his eyes.

Ying Ke's eating style is very gentle, even when eating extremely inelegant food like pig's trotters, it can make people feel a bit calm and calm while enjoying French food.Teacher Jibei, who was full of sauce, blushed and peeped at his brother eating, and wanted to learn how to be a qualified little prince.

Cheng Jibei looked furtively at first, but later seeing that Ying Ke's attention seemed to have shifted to the stack of activity plans on the coffee table, he simply gave up being cautious and stared openly instead.Cheng Jibei stared at it for four to five minutes, when Ying Ke suddenly raised his head, and happened to meet Cheng Jibei's unscrupulous eyes.

Cheng Jibei, who stared at others like a perverted idiot and was caught by the client, quickly looked away, pretending that he just crossed his eyes unconsciously, unaware that his red ears had betrayed him long ago.

Ying Ke didn't expose him, but he speeded up the process of handling the food. Within a few minutes, he cleaned up the food debris from the coffee table, and poured a cup of tea for Cheng Jibei and put it in front of him: "Wait for me again!" For an hour, you can sit here and play with your mobile phone or read a book."

Cheng Jibei, who was still immersed in shyness, replied in a daze, completely forgetting that he was only here to give a pig's trotter (a few small requests by the way).

Getting tired of Hearthstone, he checked today's popular Weibo again. Seeing that only half an hour had passed, Cheng Jibei opened WeChat in a bored way, ready to harass the office of Yingzheng, and asked him how he could propose himself in a very natural way. request.

Too much money: local tyrants!boss!dad!are you there? [Hold legs.jpg]

The sound of the mobile phone vibrating came from the desk not far away. Cheng Jibei looked up at Ying Ke blankly, only to see the brother unlock the screen calmly and shake it towards him, and said apologetically: "The business partner News, sorry, did I disturb you?"

Obviously, I interrupted the boss's work.Cheng Jibei quickly shook his head: "No, no, Boss, you are busy with your work, don't care about me." He silently shrank to the corner of the sofa farthest from Ying Ke while holding the phone, his eyes fixed on the screen, for fear that he would involuntarily make a fool of himself He kept looking at Ying Ke.

Fortunately, the Department of Yingzhen sent a message in time, saving Cheng Jibei's brain hole that had nowhere to rest.

Y: Yes, what's the matter?

Qian Chaoduo: I’m in my senior brother’s office right now_(:3」∠)_How do you tell him about asking him for help?

Y: Apart from being excellent and having everything, what do you think is the impression your senior brother gave you?

Cheng Jibei carefully recalled all the things between himself and Ying Ke from the first meeting to now, and replied cautiously.

Qian Chaoduo: He is a good man.

Cheng Jibei heard Ying Ke suddenly cough a few times, and asked with concern: "Boss, are you okay?"

"It's okay." The expression on Ying Ke's face was a little weird, "The standard agreed upon in this cooperation is a bit high, and the impact is too great, so let me take it easy."

"Oh, then let me pour you a glass of water." Rarely realizing that he should be courteous in someone else's office, Cheng Jibei put down his phone and walked to the water dispenser, took a glass of water for Ying Ke and put it on his desk.

Ying Ke took the water glass and thanked him, took two sips and put it next to his elbow.

Cheng Jibei walked back to the sofa and sat down, turned on the screen of the mobile phone, and the news from Yingke Siting quietly lay unread, the words "Is that all?" seemed a bit pitiful.Cheng Jibei racked his brains and thought for a while, and with his poor expressive ability, he barely added a sentence, "He is very generous and treats me very well".

The department should be sure to return quickly.

Y: Just tell him to try it out.

Qian Chaoduo: But I haven’t told him about my work as an anchor before. Will he not accept it all of a sudden?

Y: You said that he is an excellent man, presumably his psychological quality must be very good :)

The long-lost facial expressions returned to the boss's dialog box, and Cheng Jibei's eyes still had a hint of threat.

Qian Chaoduo: Don't make trouble, my brother is a very serious person, I feel that in his eyes, the anchor is the kind of social brother who shouts mic or the childish face who looks at the camera.

Y: ...

Y: I am also a very up-to-date person in the eyes of my assistant :)

Cheng Jibei couldn't help laughing out loud, and made a laughing emoji of slapping the table and mocking Ying Que's intelligence.

Qian Chaoduo: Then you are really great, I’m afraid that if your assistant sees your browsing history one day, it’s probably going to be a mess

Y: So you can try to talk to your brother, maybe he understands you very well?

Being disturbed by Ying Ke's office, Cheng Jibei suddenly felt that it would not be difficult for Ying Ke to explain that he was doing live broadcasting on the Internet - at least people like senior brothers who have a professional equality concept should not want to distort the daily life of the anchors Bar?

Qian Chaoduo: Alright, then I’ll talk to him later.

Cheng Jibei played a few more games, and Ying Ke finally closed the folder in his hand, stood up and said to him, "Are you tired? It's time to get off work, let's go."

"Hey, don't you need to read all these?" Cheng Jibei pointed curiously at the stack of A4 papers on Ying Ke's left hand side.

Ying Ke walked up to him with the invitation letter, said without changing expression, "I forgot to take these and break them up, I'll let my assistant come in and clean them up."

Cheng Jibei, who knew nothing about the operation of the studio, nodded in confusion, "That's good."

"You take it first," Ying Ke stuffed the invitation letter into Cheng Jibei's hands, turned around and opened the door of the office, "I'll go out and explain things."