True A False B

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When Feng Yixun remembered that he promised Lu Ken to go back to work, but forgot to give even a command like "don't talk nonsense", it was already a new Monday.

Receptions are usually arranged on weekends. Of course, there is no need for sealing work on Saturday. When he wakes up on Sunday, half of it has passed, and the remaining half is spent on returning to the "territory" and doubting A. born.

Suddenly realizing that he had made a mistake in such a detail, Feng Yixun was a little annoyed.

This will not be the time for him to go to the company every day. He is staying on the balcony with a view on the first floor of his house, and he hasn't changed his home clothes yet.

There is a small round table and two Nordic minimalist chairs on the landscape balcony on the first floor. Mr. Feng, who is casually dressed but not casual, occupies one of them. He holds a tablet and works on the balcony early in the morning.

On the plate on the round table was the breakfast delivered by the kitchen robot half an hour ago. The scones and fried bacon, which had almost been blown cold by the morning breeze, hadn't been touched yet, but more than half of the coffee in the nearby cup had gone down.

The morning breeze carried a bit of the unique saltiness of sea water, and the balcony stretched out to be a piece of blue, and the skyline where the sea and the sky meet could be seen from a distance.

Feng Yixun exclusively owns the entire top-floor duplex apartment. It is a sea-view apartment located in a high-end residential area on the outskirts of the city. It is Fengyue's own real estate. The top floor is a three-story private terrace connected to the roof. The duplex was originally designed with two households on the first floor, and the terrace area on the roof was divided symmetrically between the two households.

But the real estate has not yet officially started construction. At the beginning of the project, the apartment type on the top floor was taken by Mr. Feng, and they directly ordered a set. When the building is half built, Mr. Feng's "territorial awareness" seems to be growing with the years. As the years went by, he asked his assistant to ask if the set next door had been sold. After getting the confirmation, he bought the next door, and asked the engineering team not to make a partition in the middle. The top floor has a high ceiling and a complete private terrace.

The sea breeze is salty, and it blends with the morning air very refreshing.

Today is probably a good weather, and a few strands of golden light that can't wait to shine on the sea have already leaked from the clouds.

And Feng Yixun pushed the tablet away, drank the remaining coffee in the cup in one gulp, facing such a scene, but still worrying about the thing he forgot to warn Luken.

He had already made a deal to keep Luken from leaving, and it stands to reason that this matter has been turned over after he and Luken left the hotel respectively yesterday.

Mr. Feng has a deep-rooted old problem. He has almost strict control over his own external image. Most contemporary people pursue to break the frame and break away from the shackles. Many people of each gender in ABO are scrambling to reject the label.

However, he took the initiative to pull the layers of frames towards his body, as if a sword of Damocles was hanging above his head. As long as he had any arrogance, he would lose something unpredictable.

It is impossible to change his words now and let Luken leave, and send a warning message that has lost its effectiveness, as if he is too rigid.

No matter which choice is not enough to "overlord", Feng Yixun's mood continued to drop.

At this moment, his wristband-style portable terminal made a slight "buzz", and the tablet wirelessly connected to the terminal lit up at the same time, reminding him that he had received a new message in the social application.

Feng Yixun daily blocks the notification bar of social applications, and only unblocks those who need to be in touch with each other in the near future. Those who are lucky enough to get this honor of "unblocking" usually don't even have a hand... But Lu Ken happens to be one of them.

Mr. Feng was upset yesterday, he was taken aback when he saw the notice, and he forgot to "seal" Lu Ken again yesterday.

The avatar of Luken's social app is a sunflower with a cartoon hand-painted style, with a big sunny smiling face all day long. It was the first time I saw this avatar before Feng Yixun, and I thought it was so strange that it resembled the real one.

Unlike most social users who like to give themselves individual nicknames, Luken's nickname is equivalent to no nickname, and his username is "Luken".

Now, "Luken" with the sunflowers shining on his head said to "-" who was facing the night sea: Thank you for letting me stay in Fengyue, I won't talk nonsense.

Feng Yixun stared at the message for a while, then moved his finger on the desktop slightly towards the keyboard, and then pressed it down again.

Lu Ken seemed to have edited the message on the other side. Not long after the first straight-to-the-point message came, the second message with more words followed closely behind.

Lu Ken said in the second message that the content of the last message should have been said in person yesterday, but Feng Yixun probably hoped that he would leave quickly, so he thought about it, and he didn't send it last night. It was saved until this morning, because he guessed that this was the time when Feng Yixun could calmly check his news again - of course, please forgive him if he guessed wrong, he is very sorry for his own choice of "I thought you would like it" He also felt sorry for this matter, because he thought that Feng Yixun would not want to talk about this matter in person, so he also put this apology in the message.

Feng Yixun had just finished reading the second article with more words, when a red number "2" appeared next to Lu Ken's little sunflower head.

Luken: Whether you want to accept this apology or not, at least I think it's time for you to know that I realize my problem.

Lu Ken: Finally, thank you again for not firing me at this time when neither school recruitment nor social recruitment, I will work hard!

Feng Yixun was a little emotional at first, but his thoughts were diverging along the content of the message, and he inevitably recalled the past month... Unexpectedly, Lu Ken's last sentence suddenly changed, and his painting style became very pragmatic again, making him dumbfounded.

Lu Ken is five years younger than Feng Yixun based on the information on his entry resume. Although Mr. Feng is still a young talent, he has not touched the threshold of thirty, but he has not graduated for two years. Rukenby, who still has the enthusiasm and innocence of a newcomer to school, often feels old.

Lucan's straightforwardness and candor did not offend him most of the time.

He is a person who is used to keeping himself closed and playing the flower of the high mountain.

Lu Ken was the one who would knock on the door frequently and was always enthusiastic.

——And that's why Feng Yixun judged their personalities before.

It's a pity that the personalities are compatible... Another important aspect is not very compatible.

The fingers that were placed in front of the keyboard still didn't actually press down. Feng Yixun didn't reply to Luken's message, but just switched the interface to call up Luken's employee account, and paid a considerable "finishing fee" to the account for the reason of the field bonus. .

Then he switched back to the chat window, took a last look at Lu Ken's little sunflower profile picture and the personalized signature next to the profile picture, closed the window, and re-sealed "Lu Ken", making it a member of the blocked masses.

The sun has completely penetrated the clouds, and there are large golden waves on the sea.

Feng Yixun summoned the kitchen robot to reheat the breakfast, and added a cup of coffee by the way.

When he was changing home clothes, he suddenly thought that when Lu Ken and him added social accounts on the first day, he felt that the other party's profile picture was similar to the deity, and it became "the other party is typing" first. state.

The other party asked him seriously: Boss, why did you call the horizontal bar?

"..." Feng Yixun glanced at the "horizontal bar" and then at his username "-". He finally took a screenshot of Lu Ken's username with a signature box.

-: Then why are you signing this?

Lu Ken seemed to hesitate for a moment, and the "the other party is typing" flashed for two more seconds: because maybe this fits part of the truth?

-:can not tell.

It's true that he couldn't tell, and Feng Yixun still hasn't been able to figure out to this day, what kind of misunderstanding Lu Ken had about himself, that he would put such an old-fashioned signature next to the cute little sunflower head.

——Pretend to be like the wind, always with me.

Thinking of the signature that he had only seen for the last time before he "sealed" the other party, the corner of Feng Yixun's mouth unconsciously twitched, and a faint smile appeared.

But as he fastened his tie, the smile, like a daylight apparition, disappeared again.

In the full-length mirror in front of him, there is only one facial feature that is unquestionably superior, but the expression is so cold that it is almost stern. The lines that are supposed to be hidden under the clothing are perfectly outlined.

Expensive, yet quietly showing strength.

What kind of pretense does the stupid Beta know?Feng Yixun thought with a motionless expression on his face. He adjusted his tie for the last time, and then he looked at himself in the mirror. He felt that he had almost done his work when he went out, so he maintained his "overlord-like" coldness. Pick up your coat, take the indoor elevator to the garage, and get ready to go to work.

Feng Yixun thought it was him who really carried out that signature to the extreme.

So far, this matter seems to be completely over.

Lu Ken kept his promise and didn't say anything nonsense, and worked diligently as a small screw of the Fengyue Group, completing the work seriously and with a high standard every day.

After this experience, Feng Yixun didn't want to think about anything related to his regular partner in a short period of time, so for the next three weeks, he didn't even have a basic date, and he worked honestly every day , live a very lifeless life.

However, at the beginning of the fourth week, Feng Yixun's chief assistant came to him with two documents, and put the leave application and the referral list of substitute assistants on his desk.

The assistant who needs to take a vacation is six years older than their boss Feng, with strong business ability, and has always been loyal to Feng Yue. It can be said that he has truly dedicated his youth to work.

Now that the other party finally wanted to slow down her pace of life and take a break, Feng Yixun was the first to browse through her vacation application, approved it, and then went to get the referral list.

The chief assistant is temporarily retiring, and the original second assistant is promoted to chief, which is a matter of course.

But the "Second Assistant Successor Candidate" hand-picked by the current chief assistant who hadn't completely handed over the work made the corners of President Feng's eyes twitch.

I saw that it said——

Second assistant successor candidate: Luken.

Brief introduction of reason:

1. Beta, which is not easily affected by pheromones, does not need to carry any pheromone blocking drugs for daily field work, and can maintain a clear and calm mind on many occasions and cooperate with the then chief assistant to complete the work.

2. Their own business ability is excellent, and the performance appraisal of the last quarter was outstanding.

3. Mild personality, meticulous work, good at active communication.

The current chief assistant even wrote a line of red notes under the reason for the inference.

Special advantage: won the first "Field Service Award" issued by the president in person of our company.

The author has something to say:

Luken (sigh): I'm always pretending to be B

President Feng (frowned): What do you know about pretense?I'm the most pretentious in the company.

Lu Ken (hesitating to speak): ...

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I changed the title of the article, and now it is called "The Daily Life of the Real Boss A and the Fake B Boyfriend", which is more suitable for the content~

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