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Feng Yixun is the kind of person you are the first to bow your head in front of him and admit your mistake. He may not calm down, and may even take it for granted, but if you don't bow your head in time and reflect on yourself, he will definitely get even more angry.

The timing of Lu Ken's apology seemed very delicate to Feng Yixun.

It exceeded the "30 seconds" that he thought Luken would reply immediately, and it didn't drag on to accuse the other party of "slow response".

That made his dissatisfaction grow quietly, not much, like the grass that hid under the soil layer in late winter and started to grow secretly, before it had time to formally emerge, Luken's "I was wrong" came again. A field of late snow suppressed its growth.

It can't be said that he was very angry, but he was still not very happy about the "neglect" he received and the scene he saw outside.

Mr. Feng, who was emotionally fluctuating for a while, just leaned back in the chair. He pulled his face, retracted the hand that knocked on the table and hugged his arms, and continued to ask Lu Ken: "Give me an explanation?"

"I'm not arguing with my colleagues." Luken answered quickly this time.

But Feng Yixun slightly narrowed his eyes.

There are two big characters "do not believe" hanging from the corners of the eyes and brows.

From President Feng's point of view, his two assistants came out from the corner of the corridor with one arm crossed over the other, and they let go after seeing him, which looked tricky no matter what.

Suspicion and possessiveness have always been the standard equipment of a domineering president. Mr. Feng may seem to be just a "dominant" shell in some places, and his words and deeds are not enough to be a domineering president, but in this regard, he is very follow the trend .

He didn't feel superfluous at all, and asked dissatisfiedly: "Didn't you pull? That's because you put glue on your sleeve, and accidentally stuck someone else's hand on it?"

Even before Lu Ken saw how unpredictable Mr. Feng was when announcing the assistant's work tasks, he had already seen the other party's moody appearance in daily life.

He was suffering innocent injustice, a slap of encouragement from a colleague patted Feng Yixun's hand, which had become a colleague's hand, and had been on him until now, which would make others feel anxious.

But his eyes fell on Feng Yixun's face, as if he always had endless patience and good temper, he only patiently explained each other's "objections" one by one: "There is no glue, and it was not glued on, it was just an exchange between colleagues. General encouragement, Asa was cheering me up for my upcoming new job, our contact at that time would not last more than two seconds, and there was really no tension before, all contacts were from the politeness between new colleagues."

After listening to Mr. Feng, he focused on the important point: "All?"

Feng Yixun was like a big cat who only caught suspicious clues from a long list of explanations. He repeatedly picked up the word in his heart, and stared suspiciously at Lu Ken: "How many contacts are there in 'all contacts'?"

Lu Ken replied frankly: "Twice."

In order to prevent Mr. Feng from continuing to check and interrogate him, Lu Ken, who really did nothing wrong and was not guilty at all, also took the initiative to add: "There was another pat on the shoulder, which also did not exceed two seconds."

Two contacts of no more than two seconds sounded beyond reproach.

Although Feng Yixun has the suspiciousness inherited from the domineering president, and it seems that the degree of the disease is not low, but he knows very well that Lu Ken is not a person who will lie about this.

In his opinion, Lu Ken would not lie at all. If he continued to press the question persistently, the other party would probably ask him to transfer the aisle monitoring to see if there were only two times. It is estimated that it is really no more than two seconds.

It is necessary to mention that Luken's control over time is so precise that it is outrageous.

In the first month of Feng Yixun's first contact with Lu Ken, out of boredom, Feng Yixun asked Lu Ken to play an ancient "timing game" after discovering that Lu Ken's judgment of time was particularly accurate.

The rules of the game are very simple, that is, let the person set a time range first without any auxiliary counting equipment, and then let him start from zero and count the seconds in his mind until he counts to the preset time range. As far as the value is concerned, compare whether the time counted by people based on their feelings is consistent with the real number of seconds that have passed in reality.

And whether it is a simple ten seconds, 30 seconds, or as long as a few minutes to several 10 minutes.

Luken's brain seemed to have a precise timer, and he never made a mistake in estimating numbers.

"Have you ever had any legendary brain development surgery?" Feng Yixun couldn't help asking sincerely after seeing Lu Ken's precision just now, his eyes wandered repeatedly between the timer on his terminal and Lu Ken, very unbelievable.

Lu Ken seemed to be amused by his astonishment, he raised his arm, and lightly grabbed the hand that Mr. Feng was about to touch his head, but he couldn't reach out for a long time because of face.

He took Feng Yixun's wrist and pressed his fingertips near his temple.

"It's just a little natural skill." Beta said modestly.

Mr. Feng felt that he was showing off, so he silently moved his finger from the opponent's temple to his forehead, and flicked him.

It is also because he knows that Lu Ken has such a miraculous "little skill", Lu Ken said it for no more than two seconds, and Feng Yixun believes that it is really less than two seconds.

However, even after confirming that the duration was indeed not enough to "pull", Mr. Feng's dissatisfaction had not completely receded, and he easily found a new place to criticize.

"Why do you need so much encouragement?" Feng Yixun asked his newly discovered problem angle, "Being my second assistant is full of difficulties and obstacles, and does it require frequent encouragement?"

Luken did not argue with the president, who was already close to being unreasonable, whether "twice" constituted "frequent".

Feng Yixun was still waiting for him to reply, when he suddenly saw Beta stepping his legs and walking straight towards the desk.

Mr. Feng's office is spacious enough, but the legs of the young man who is not inferior to Alpha are also long enough. It seems that it only takes three or two steps to walk from where he was standing before to the desk.

Lu Ken didn't answer, he just approached his boss, and then stopped when they were only a desk away.

He leaned over Mr. Feng's table, which was also wide enough, but still cast a shadow when he bent down, and gently wiped the face of the other party who subconsciously looked up at him with his outstretched hand.

The fingertip brushed Alpha's equally sharp and smooth jaw line intentionally or unintentionally, and finally landed on the collar of the president's meticulously buttoned shirt.

"The tie is crooked." Luken still said in a gentle voice, not at all alarmed that he was "offending the top".

He lowered his head to help Feng Yixuan adjust the position of his tie, and Feng Yixuan couldn't help letting go of the arms he had folded before because of his approach.

Mr. Feng felt that he might be looking forward to something else, or maybe he wasn't... But Lu Ken's sudden move seemed to be really just to help him adjust that innocuous tie.

Lu Ken, who quickly let go, only pressed the Windsor knot on the president's tie before he took his hand away, and said, "Okay - I don't think it is very difficult and dangerous to be a second assistant, and I can leave you when I am working." It makes me happy to be closer."

"...What were you doing just now?" It took Feng Yixun a while to find his voice.

And Luken said: "There's a lot of tugging at fulfilling the duties of a life assistant and actually being at work."

The author has something to say:

Lucan; live demonstration of the correct way to pull.

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感谢在2020-02-1113:02:54~2020-02-1212:18:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Sansan Marriage Tree;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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