The design director skipped work

Wu Zheng: I split.

Now he seriously doubts that there is any magical connection between Jiang Heng and Jiang Xiaoheng.

Otherwise, why would Jiang Heng pop up every time he played with Jiang Xiaoheng? !

Moreover, Jiang Xiaoheng's program design is relatively simple, there is no one-click hidden anti-boss function, even if Wu Zheng wants to hide it, he can't hide it at all.

Jiang Heng let out a soft "Huh?" behind him, and then fell into silence.

It's over.

Wu Zheng once again reached the pinnacle of embarrassment in his life, turned his head slowly, and carefully checked Jiang Heng's expression.

Jiang Heng showed no expression, obviously stunned.

But if he had to say it, he didn't seem to be angry.

If you look carefully, Jiang Heng's mouth even has a slight curvature?

Have a little fun?

After Wu Zheng made sure that he read it correctly, a question mark slowly emerged in his heart.

joy?

"Isn't this my son?" Jiang Heng smiled lightly, "Why did it come to your desk?"

"I..." Wu Zheng's face turned red in a flash. With so many names, do you have to call him a son, "Just... find a friend to help me do it for fun and reduce stress."

"Decompression?" Jiang Heng raised his eyebrows with great interest, "How to reduce it?"

"..." The corners of Wu Zheng's mouth twitched, and he nodded Jiang Xiaoheng's forehead bravely.

A "#" sign popped out, and Jiang Heng laughed out loud.

Wu Zheng: "..." What's with the subtle shame in this scene.

"Can I try?" Jiang Heng asked.

Jiang Heng's voice sounded very gentle now, Wu Zheng felt that the flushed face just now seemed to be unable to fade, he stammered and said, "Try, just try."

So Jiang Heng bent down and reached out to hold the mouse.

He stood behind Wu Zheng. In this posture, the familiar sweet smell of laundry detergent on Jiang Heng's body almost enveloped Wu Zheng.

I have to say, Jiang Xiaoheng is really super cute.

Jiang Heng happily switched between sitting and lying positions, and then clicked the hashtag on Jiang Xiaoheng's cchuachua, enjoying himself while ordering.

This scene is said to be very enjoyable, but when Wu Zheng thought that Jiang Heng was playing with himself, he felt a little blind.

Just when Wu Zheng was about to persuade Jiang Heng to stop, the office door rang twice and was pushed open.

-

If only time could turn back.

Liang Ziqing would never forget her power bank, and even if she did, she wouldn't find out so late.

Even if it is found.

She will never go back to the office to pick it up.

The moment the door was pushed open, Director Jiang and Angkor stood up from the same station one after the other to look at her. The moment the six eyes met, Liang Ziqing's eyes split apart.

Meow, why do I always run into these things.

Liang Ziqing stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded.

The blank face lasted for a while, and Director Jiang, who was used to the storm, finally came back to his senses.

He smiled at Liang Ziqing: "Why is Ziqing back?"

"I didn't take anything." Liang Ziqing said quickly, and rushed to his work station, "I'll just take it and leave."

"Come here, Ziqing." Angkor finally seemed to have come to his senses, and greeted him a little too enthusiastically, "Come and show you something fun."

Liang Ziqing: "..." Actually, I refused.

But facing Angkor BlingBling's big eyes, and Director Jiang's unspoken but expectant eyes, Liang Ziqing suddenly felt that if she didn't look, the scene would be even more embarrassing.

Maybe the director and Angkor were simply discussing work.

After 20 seconds, facing this Q version image that can be seen at a glance is Jiang Heng.

Liang Ziqing: "..." The cold dog food was slapped carelessly on the face.

"It's cute." Wu Zheng happily poked the little table pet's head, "This one can relieve stress, I'll copy one for you too? Just poke it when you're tired."

"No, no, no." Liang Ziqing waved her hands again and again, she didn't dare to have the fun of raising a director on her own computer.

But there is one thing that she is really curious about. Could it be that Director Jiang and Angkor are just... secretive?

Could it be that something really happened in the team building that day?

But with Liang Ziqing's love brain who has read countless love novels, there is absolutely no sign of the relationship between the two of them advancing by leaps and bounds and joining hands to move forward to the next unit.

Looking at Director Jiang's actions, although he wanted to get close to Angkor, he dared not touch Angkor's clothes at all. But Liang Ziqing already has a clear understanding of his IQ in some aspects.

In short, these two people have made it clear that they are not in love?

Then Angkor, what happened to you raising a little director on the computer.

After deliberating over and over again, Liang Ziqing couldn't help asking: "Angkor, why do you want to be a table pet in the image of a director?"

"..."

Wu Zheng suddenly felt that he had made a big mistake.

I didn't know why just now, maybe I was too nervous, but I called Ziqing to come and see Jiang Xiaoheng in a flash of my brain.

Look, now you see what's going on.

Why do you want to be a desk pet with the image of a director.

It's not that Wu Zheng doesn't want to answer this question, it's that he really doesn't know why.

"I drew it in a meeting before." Wu Zheng thought for a while, and explained with a dry smile, "I don't know what kind of table pet is suitable, so I asked my friends to help me make this Jiang Xiaoheng."

regret.Liang Ziqing regrets it very much now.

Why do you have to ask such a strange question.

Jiang Xiaoheng.God, la, huh.

Angkor, did you do it on purpose or do you really not feel that there is a problem here.

Liang Ziqing looking at Angkor and Director Jiang now is like watching an innocent little sheep mixed with an old gray wolf who is plotting evil.

"That's it, it's so cute!" she complained inwardly, but on the surface Liang Ziqing still smirked enthusiastically, "Angkor's professional level is high."

"No, no." Wu Zheng was most afraid of being praised for his good painting, so he said decisively and politely, "Director Jiang is good-looking."

Liang Ziqing: "..." That's all, you little sheep didn't go anywhere innocently.

Liang Ziqing really couldn't face the pink aura between the two of them that no love is better than love. After grabbing the power bank in a hurry, she disappeared outside the office door like a wind.

There was another short silence, and the atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward.

When Wu Zheng racked his brains to find a topic, Jiang Heng suddenly asked, "Did you still draw Wu Xiaozheng?"

"...Yes." Wu Zheng replied reluctantly.

Wu Xiaozheng was drawn next to Jiang Xiaoheng that day, but the fineness is much worse than Jiang Xiaoheng's. It is purely a product of anger, and even a bit ugly.

"Aren't you going to be Wu Xiaozheng's table pet?" Jiang Heng asked again, his voice was slightly lower than usual, so he looked extra gentle.

"It's okay for me to poke myself. I'm not asking for it." Wu Zheng poked Jiang Xiaoheng's butt a few more times.

Jiang Heng watched Wu Zheng play with Jiang Xiaoheng for a while with a speechless face, and then said, "I mean, make one for me?"

"Why, do you want to raise me?" Wu Zheng turned his head to look at Jiang Heng, and said without thinking.

"Yeah." Jiang Heng said.

……

Wu Zheng opened his mouth, but said nothing.

My mind is off-line, my heart beats faster, and my whole person seems to be abnormal.

His eyes were still facing Jiang Heng, and Jiang Heng's expression was normal.Wu Zheng felt that he must have heard wrong.

There is no other explanation than a wrong hearing.

Jiang Heng smiled, and pointed to Jiang Xiaoheng who was still walking steadily on the table: "You already support me, can't I support you?"

Oh yes, yes.

What Brother Jiang meant was that the table pet who wants to raise my image is not me.

Ah ha ha ha, how could it be raising me.Raising me sounds too weird.

"I don't think it will work in the past few days. If I want to make this table pet, I have to draw a few more pictures. I'll wait until I'm free." Wu Zheng immediately cleared his mind and answered in a professional manner.

"Okay." Jiang Heng agreed, "If you're too tired, you don't need to do it."

"Fortunately, drawing is quite interesting, but it's a bit shameful to draw yourself." Wu Zheng smiled, "But Brother Jiang, are you sure you want my look? You can also draw something else, kittens, puppies, or who is this."

"Who am I?" Jiang Heng was taken aback.

"That girl you like." Wu Zheng said, thinking to himself, brother Jiang, why is your mind so dull, no wonder you can't fall in love!

Jiang Heng was stunned for a while, and suddenly the corners of his lips curled up: "No, just draw yourself, you can give me the atmosphere of work."

Wu Zheng: "..."

He was a little happy, but also a little depressed.

Others are your white moonlight, and I am your decompressor.

snort!

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It's another day.Another day of overtime.

In the afternoon, Wu Zheng was so sleepy that his eyelids twitched, and he was so busy that he was dizzy.

Just then his phone rang.

"Which one?" Wu Zheng asked politely.

"Xiao Wu, are you in the office?" Wang Suo said.

shit.

Wu Zheng woke up instantly with a jolt.

At this moment, Wu Zheng felt extremely regretful. He was cautious for a thousand days, so why did he neglect to check the caller ID at this moment.

It was also Wang's surprise. He usually approached Wu Zheng through Jiang Heng, and rarely approached him directly.

But now that Wu Zheng has answered the phone, it is obviously too late to pretend that he is not there.

"I have an urgent task here. There is an Automobile Exhibition this weekend. The Electronic Equipment Institute of our institute will participate. Please arrange two display boards." Wang said.

Wu Zhengren is stupid, this weekend?Today is Thursday, bro.

"Wang Suo, I still have a lot of tasks for the World Trade Exhibition." Wu Zheng said tactfully.

"Overcome a little bit." Wang said, "This task is urgent, and it is related to the appearance of the Ninth Academy."

Wu Zheng's heart is already full of fragrance, but he obviously has no right to reject Wang Suo.

If you can overcome it, overcome it, and if you can’t overcome it, you must overcome it. He forced a smile and said: "Okay, just send me the information."

Arranging the display boards is a heavy job, because the information on the display boards is very large, and there is no room for error, so it is very tiring.Moreover, in order to ensure that the size and spacing of the display boards are neat, generally one person is responsible for the same display board, so most of the work can only be done by Wu Zheng himself.

Wang Suo needed this exhibition board very urgently, and Wu Zheng could only postpone other tasks in his hand, even so, he was still full of endless breath.

Wu Zheng was so dazed that he didn't even know what time it was, until Jiang Heng knocked on the back of his chair again, and he suddenly glanced at the lower left corner of the computer, it was already 07:30.

"Is it so much work again?" Jiang Heng asked with a smile, and glanced at his computer screen, "The design is really... huh? What is this?"

Although Jiang Heng couldn't understand the design documents, of course he could understand the caption text.

He could tell at a glance that Wu Zheng was making something that he had never seen before, and it had nothing to do with the World Trade Exhibition.

Wu Zheng was puzzled by Jiang Heng's tone, fearing that Jiang Heng might think he was doing private work, so he hurriedly explained: "Brother Jiang, this is what Wang asked me to do. He said that the work is in a hurry and there will be an exhibition on the weekend, so I cut in the line. After finishing these two display boards, we will continue to make things for the World Trade Exhibition.”

"What did the king ask you to do?" Jiang Heng asked again, "He doesn't know how many jobs you have on hand?"

"Well, Wang Suo called me this afternoon." Wu Zheng was afraid that Jiang Heng would not believe him, so he flipped through the call records, and after calling out Wang Suo's number, he pointed to the screen and looked up at Jiang Heng, "Brother Jiang, you... look?"

He was taken aback, because Jiang Heng's complexion was quite bad now, from his eyes to his expression, there was a chill that Wu Zheng rarely saw.

Jiang Heng glanced at the screen lightly, and said "hmm": "Don't do this for now, I'll ask what's going on."

Jiang Heng seldom spoke to Wu Zheng in this tone, and Wu Zheng immediately fell silent. He carefully looked at Jiang Heng's slightly narrowed eyes and his tightly pursed thin lips.

Jiang Heng's body was surrounded by a low air pressure, which was completely different from the relaxed and happy feeling when he first entered the door.

Brother Jiang is... angry?

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