The design director skipped work

Wu Zheng is not sure if Christmas is here, but the Spring Festival is indeed here.

Otherwise, how could Jiang Heng be like a cat in spring, with a restless face and twitchy hands and feet.

The two who were planning to hang out together on Sunday resolutely canceled their Sunday plan, but it was not like Wu Zheng guessed that there would be another one-day bed battle.

Because Wu Zheng simply lay on the bed all day.

"Why is this happening!" Wu Zheng cried miserably.There was a constant pain in a certain part that made him uncomfortable.

Jiang Heng sat next to him, wanted to comfort him but didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only give him sympathetic eyes.

"Rub your waist?" Jiang Heng asked tentatively.

"Whatever." Wu Zheng muttered, "It's not the waist that hurts..."

"Where is that?" Jiang Heng asked without thinking.

……

Double the silence.

"I really didn't mean it." Jiang Heng put his arms around Wu Zheng's neck and kissed the back of his neck.

"Shut up, you are." Wu Zheng said angrily.

"Do you want me to get you something?" Jiang Heng asked, "Such as Ma Yinglong or something?"

"What is Ma Yinglong?" Wu Zheng asked ignorantly.

Jiang Heng Baidu went to Ma Yinglong's page and handed it to Wu Zheng.

"Your sister!" Wu Zheng exploded for a second, raised his foot angrily and wanted to kick Jiang Heng, and then caused a scream from somewhere in an instant.

Jiang Heng laughed so hard that he couldn't get up on the bed, lay side by side with Wu Zheng, looked sideways at Wu Zheng, Wu Zheng refused to look at him, and turned his face in anger.

Jiang Heng went over like a chrysalis like a caterpillar, and put his arms around Wu Zheng's shoulders and dragged him over to kiss him. Wu Zheng's anger was just a superficial effort, and when Jiang Heng kissed him, he naturally gave in.

"You can take a day off tomorrow." After Jiang Heng kissed Wu Zheng, he let him go and let him lie on his stomach.

"I don't." Wu Zheng said sullenly.

"Why?" Jiang Heng was puzzled, "You... can't go to work at all."

"It's not uncommon for us second-generation rich people to ask for leave, and skip work directly," Wu Zheng said.

Jiang Heng: "..." All right, if you skip work, you will skip work.The dignity of the director is considered a P in front of her boyfriend.

So the next Monday, Mr. Wu Zheng, the design director, finally skipped work after a long absence.Although the skipping activity was fully known to the department director in advance, so that the joy of skipping the shift was lost, but at least it took a formality, and it was barely acceptable.

To Wu Zheng's regret, he had almost nothing to do during the whole day when he skipped work. He could only lie on the bed and watch dramas, because no matter whether he was sitting or lying down, he would still feel uncomfortable for a little longer.

Wu Zheng just wanted to say that it is difficult to be a human being, and it is even more difficult to be gay, and it is even more difficult to be the next one.

Jiang Heng at work is in a completely different mental state from Wu Zheng.

He was proud and refreshed, and was asked by at least three people he knew along the way, "Did Director Jiang win the lottery?"

In the past two days, he would recall the scene in the bathroom on Saturday from time to time, and he thought it was too sudden, but when he thought about it again, he felt that it was a matter of course, that's what he should do at that time.

In the morning, Jiang Heng participated in the summary meeting of the track show. The track show was still a complete success. At the summary meeting, the upper house office focused on Zhao Suo and Huang Gong who accepted the track show for the first time, and also praised the stable performance throughout the year. Jiang Heng.

After the summary meeting is over, it is time to write the report after the exhibition, which needs to be handed over to the office for filing. Jiang Heng handed over the task to Ding Ran and asked her to sort out the pictures and exhibitor information. He was about to start writing the document part. Upstairs Zhao Suo suddenly called and asked him to go up.

Recently, Jiang Heng has been a bit psychologically shadowed by the summons from the director upstairs, because no matter whether it is expected or unexpected, as long as the director calls him, nothing good will happen.

This time it did not exceed the prediction.

"Xiaojiang is on a business trip." Zhao said, "The next World Waterway Exhibition and Games will be held in Xianhe City. Xianhe City wants to build a shipping exhibition hall by the Luhua River. The task is urgent. You have a Hengshan exhibition hall before. Experience, go directly to the scene to get it.”

As soon as Zhao Suo mentioned the Hengshan exhibition hall, Jiang Heng remembered that the design department had snatched away the completed design plan, and replied with a bit of sarcasm: "What about the construction work after the design is completed?"

"On-site bidding, on-site construction." Zhao said, "Don't worry, all the rights are given to you, as long as you can make the shipping exhibition hall well."

These words made Jiang Heng feel a little more comfortable, and he captured an important point: "On-site design? But I'm not a designer."

"There are so many designs in hand, you can bring a few over there, and you can arrange four people in total." Zhao Suo waved his hand, "Is it okay? If yes, we will start tomorrow."

tomorrow……

Jiang Heng imagined Wu Zheng's health if he set off tomorrow, and felt that the problem should not be serious.

——If Wu Zheng is still a moaning and sick child tomorrow, then his little brother can simply change his name to Diamond Diamond.

"After coming back on New Year's Day, can I apply for next year's vacation?" Jiang Heng didn't reply immediately, but made a request instead.

Jiang Heng hardly ever took annual leave after he came to the publicity office, but of course he has annual leave, and what Zhao promised was very straightforward: "You fix the date in advance and go to the manpower to apply, and then just make the work arrangements."

Jiang Heng nodded in agreement, and Zhao Suo said again, "It seems that you haven't taken much annual leave since you came here."

"Yes." Jiang Heng nodded.

Jiang Heng came to the publicity office for three years, only in the second year was forced by Wan to take a three-day break, and from the second day onwards he went back to work in the department.

Because at that time he had nothing to do during his annual leave, he didn't want to go home, and he wasn't interested in traveling alone. He would eat lemon cake at most when he was free at home, and it was impossible to eat it all day.

This year is different, Wu Zheng's birthday is in January, he wants to hang out with Wu Zheng and have a good birthday.

"It's pretty good." Zhao Suo said gratifiedly, "Young people still have their own lives after work."

When it comes to life, one can't help but think of Wang Suo and Ju An. These two haven't appeared in the office since they got off work that day, but Jiang Heng went to inquire curiously, and they haven't moved out of their jobs yet. Clean, in other words, not to the point of dismissal.

Jiang Heng still had a little gossip, so he asked Zhao Suo what happened to Wang Suo and Ju An.

Zhao Suo's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he waved his hand to signal Jiang Heng to close the door.

When Jiang Heng closed the door, he was very speechless. It seems that the nature of gossip is indeed common to all human beings, even an old fairy like Zhao Suo who lives in seclusion is not immune.

"Both of them are staying without pay now." Zhao Suo lowered his voice and said, "It seems that they are giving evidence to each other, and one of them has to be dealt with anyway."

"Provide evidence to each other?" Jiang Heng frowned, a little surprised, "Why did the court office come up with such a bad idea?"

"Hey, I don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement." Zhao said, "I'm also hearing this, and you don't have to believe it all. Now at the end of the year, the office is too busy, and there are some people who don't have time to deal with them for a while, but it is estimated that before the Spring Festival No matter what, there will be a result, let's wait and see."

"Yeah." Jiang Heng agreed to bid farewell to Zhao Suo, and the last question actually made him feel a little uneasy.Although the confrontation with Wang Suo that day was a complete victory, it was not able to wipe out the root cause, and Jiang Heng didn't want to do things so badly.But now that the battlefield is no longer on his side, but transferred to Wang Suo and Ju An, the situation is beyond his control, and he is a little worried that something will change.

But Jiang Heng thought about it again, so what if he changed, at worst, he would go to Mr. Wu.

So he thought about it again in an instant, and focused his thoughts on the business trip.

It just so happened that Yang Xiaowei applied for this week's annual leave, so the candidates for the business trip were settled without any struggle: Jiang Heng, Wu Zheng, Liang Ziqing, and Wang Yingying.

After learning about the business trip lineup, Wang Yingying chatted excitedly with Liang Ziqing in a private chat for a long time, fully expressing her expectation for zero-distance CP.

Liang Ziqing echoed and said yes, yes, so looking forward to it, so excited, what I was thinking in my heart was that I would stop taking it, you know that.

On the other side, when Wu Zheng learned that Jiang Heng was going on a business trip, he was very depressed at first because he felt that he could not spend Christmas with Jiang Heng.

After hearing that the two of them were on a business trip together, his mood rose a lot.

After learning that the place of business trip was Xianhe City, Wu Zheng became elated.

Jiang Heng looked at Wu Zheng suspiciously.

"There will definitely be heavy snowfall in Xianhe City." Wu Zheng said excitedly, "Finally we can have a snowy Christmas."

Jiang Heng thought about it too. It hasn't snowed in the capital city for two years. When winter comes, it's smoggy. When it's worst, the sky is dark red.Xianhe City is located in the extreme north of the motherland, and it began to snow in October at the earliest. Now that it is a day like this, it is conceivable that there is heavy snow every day.

"That's a good idea, but can you take a car now?" Jiang Heng looked at Wu Zheng worriedly.

"...Brother, I was slept by you, not pierced." Wu Zheng said speechlessly.

Early the next morning, Jiang Heng, Wu Zheng, Liang Ziqing, and Wang Yingying met at the gate of the publicity office and went to the airport by car.

Although Xianhe City is a port city, its overall development is mediocre, and there are no planes or high-speed trains. Therefore, they first take a plane to Binghua City, which is close to Xianhe City, and then take a car from Binghua City to Xianhe City. This is the most convenient way.

The temperature in the three northeastern provinces is significantly lower than that of the imperial capital. Wu Zheng and two design girls wore the thickest down jackets as early as Jiang Heng's reminder, and even had a combination of three warm long johns and cotton trousers.

Wu Zheng’s cotton trousers were bought by Jiang Heng to the shopping mall next to his home yesterday. At that time, he was indignant and said, “I am a young man full of energy! Young people don’t wear cotton trousers!” Jiang Heng turned a deaf ear and forced him to buy them. Three thermal underwear with self-heating and thickening.

When I got off the plane, my eyes were all white. Before Wu Zheng could stand still, the old North Wind PLUS had already rolled over with a bang, and Wu Zheng shivered.

Jiang Heng squinted at Wu Zheng: Young people don't wear cotton trousers?

Wu Zheng rubbed his trouser legs, looking innocently at the sky: It smells so good.

The author has something to say: this dungeon of Xianhe City will not talk too much about work.Talk about something else fun.