President, he pretends to be poor every day

"Boss." At this moment, Manager Wang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, finally mustered up the courage to call out softly to the back.He has been staring at the rearview mirror since he got in the car, which made him doubt his life, and even once wondered if his boss had taken the wrong medicine. This series of behaviors is simply too abnormal.

Only then did Qi Zhengchuan realize that there was another person in the car, he coughed lightly, and said, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, I just want to ask if you're hungry, do you want to stop in front for a meal before going back?" Manager Wang didn't dare to mention what he saw, so he turned a corner and took the topic away.

Qi Zhengchuan glanced at Shu Luocheng's pale face, shook his head and said, "No need, just drive back."

"Okay." Manager Wang drove all the way to the downstairs of Shu Luocheng's house according to the address given by Qi Zhengchuan. It is already eleven o'clock in the evening. The place where Shu Luocheng lives is an old-fashioned residential building. The lights in the corridor are broken. No one repaired it, it was pitch black.

"Boss, why don't I send Xiao Shu up, you wait in the car for a while." Manager Wang got out of the car first, opened the back door and wanted to take Shu Luo over.

Qi Zhengchuan raised his hand to block it, preventing Manager Wang from touching him.

"You go back, I'll send it myself." The tone was beyond doubt.

"Okay, if you need anything, just call me." Manager Wang withdrew his hand, opened the car door to the maximum, and watched Qi Zhengchuan hug Shu Luocheng into the dark corridor, and he disappeared after a while .

"You really don't understand the world of young people." Manager Wang shook his head and sat back in the driver's seat. He turned the car key and slowly drove out of this dilapidated neighborhood.

Qi Zhengchuan carried him into Shu Luocheng's nest with ease, put him on the bed, took off his shoes and covered him with a quilt.

Why do you get sick?

Qi Zhengchuan thought about it in his mind, and finally figured out the reason. The mountain wind was strong at night, and Shu Luocheng slept very dishonestly. He often kicked the quilt away and shivered into a ball, and then caught a cold.

"You said how could you still have a fever while you were sleeping? You still hate me when you are told to sleep with me. You see, this is the consequence of not listening to my brother." Qi Zhengchuan sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hand relying on being asleep. After pinching Shu Luocheng's face, the person on the bed started to protest in the next second. He turned inside out and put his long legs on the quilt, exposing his entire back, and fell asleep holding the quilt again.

Qi Zhengchuan: "..."

After a day in the van, I'm a little hungry.

Qi Zhengchuan helped someone re-cover the quilt, then went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and saw that two eggs, a bottle of Laoganma, and a few yellowed vegetable leaves were gone.

The stove was also clean. There was a brand new pan on top of the gas stove. It was very new. It looked like it had never been used once, and the seasonings on the side were also unopened.

What does this guy usually eat?takeout?

Qi Zhengchuan searched around in the kitchen, and finally found a pack of dried noodles at the bottom of the cupboard. He checked the date, but luckily it hadn't expired.

When Qi Zhengchuan lived with his parents at home in his early years, he learned two-handed cooking with his mother, and it was more than enough to cook a bowl of noodles.Boil the noodles in hot water and then crack an egg. A bowl of egg noodles cooked by Mr. Qi himself will be ready to serve.

Qi Zhengchuan took out the noodles, then brought a steaming bowl into the room, put it on the bedside table, and planned to wake Shu Luocheng up to eat something.

"Little friend, get up and eat." Qi Zhengchuan sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand and gently pushed Shu Luocheng's shoulder, after a while there was still no response, he clicked his tongue, leaned over and passed Shu Luocheng Cheng's waist was propped on the bed, and he circled the person under him. He glanced at Shu Luocheng's sleeping profile, and wanted to turn him over. Just as he was about to make a move, the person on the bed turned over by himself with a "hum" sound. The blood-colored thin lips lightly brushed Qi Zhengchuan's chin, and then hugged his arm.