Gentle oppression

Jiang Yu's temporary overtime work turned into eating with Party A's father without knowing why.

It was a very famous century-old private kitchen restaurant. Jiang Yu's father brought him here when Jiang Yu was young, and he liked the snacks here very much.

More than ten years have passed, and the restaurant business is still booming.

Food prices also remain high.

Jiang Yu silently watched the opposite person look at the menu expressionlessly, and then reported the names of several dishes in one breath, trembling in his heart.

This is to kill yourself, right?

Jiang Yu never worried about money when he was young, but he had to pay for five buckets of rice as an adult, but he was still not very good at saving money. At this time, he had to calculate the balance of his card and began to consider whether the company could use it for entertainment expenses reimburse him.

Lu Zhuo didn't know that Jiang Yu was trembling at this moment.

He and Jiang Yu only met that side, and only had lunch together once. That time, Jiang Yu told him in a soft voice what he wanted to eat, and then he helped Jiang Yu put them on the plate one by one, so He also only knew that Jiang Yu likes sweets, so he ordered all the signature sweet dishes here in one go.

This is Lu Zhuo's subconscious behavior.

After ordering, he saw Jiang Yu who was staring at him eagerly, and sighed inwardly.

He knew that he had softened his heart again, just like the last time he was given a drink.

Lu Zhuo was simmering with anger in his heart, he kept silent, and thoroughly implemented the excellent table manners of eating without speaking.

Jiang Yu can't get rid of many habits, such as walking slowly, chewing slowly when eating, and likes to lick his lips with the tip of his tongue, only a little bit of the red tip of the tongue is exposed, moistening the light The lips quickly retracted again.

However, even if he ate so slowly, he was still full before Lu Zhuo.

He has something on his mind, he is anxious and nervous, he already eats very little, and now he can't eat any more.

Lu Zhuo glanced at him, and didn't force Jiang Yu to eat more, but just drank the last bowl of soup by himself, and said, "Let's go."

Jiang Yu saw that there were still two dishes on the table that had hardly been touched, his pretty brows frowned, and pitifully took out his wallet, and said to the waiter in a very thin and soft voice: "Please pack it for me, and then Settle the bill."

Lu Zhuo: "..."

What is this called?

Do you practice "walking around after eating"?

Lu Zhuo handed his business card to the waiter and said, "For accounting, there is no need to pack it."

In fact, he seldom wastes food, but now he is talking nonsense to find fault: "I don't like the smell of food in my office."

Jiang Yu wrinkled his little nose, and said softly, "I don't need to take it to your office."

Lu Zhuo sneered: "Now you are going to my office to work overtime, where are you going to put these meals?"

so fierce.

Jiang Yu didn't dare to object anymore, and followed Lu Zhuo to his office honestly.

Lu Zhuo's company is naturally incomparable to the small company Jiang Yu works in. They have their own office building, each floor is a different department, and the executives' offices are all suites with rest and small meeting rooms.

The lights are on on many floors, and the overtime party forced by life is still working.

Jiang Yu was a little strange, but he only dared to follow Lu Zhuo and take a peek from the corner of his eye.

The Jiang family should have been like this before, but it's a pity that he has been sick all the time, so he didn't go to his father's company to have a look.

The elevator opened and closed, Lu Zhuo took him to the office, pointed to the sofa next to him: "Sit there."

Jiang Yu sat down, the computer was placed on the small table, and it was a little close. Jiang Yu had to touch his chest almost to his knees to keep the screen normal.

He mustered up a lot of courage and asked Lu Zhuo, "Can I cushion it?"

Lu Zhuo hung his coat on the coat rack, turned around and took out several large design manuals from the bookcase and handed them to Jiang Yu: "Use this."

Jiang Yu picked it up with both hands, almost hitting the ground.

There are six or seven thick design manuals, and Lu Zhuo moved them easily, but Jiang Yu forgot that this thing would be heavy and he couldn't move it.

Lu Zhuo had no choice but to help him put it on the coffee table with his own hands, and then asked, "Okay?"

Jiang Yu nodded quickly: "Okay, okay, thank you, Mr. Lu."

Lu Zhuo didn't say anything, and went back to his desk to do things.

Jiang Yu watched such a tall person finally put his head down in his business, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously caressing his chest with one hand.

Lu Zhuo is actually very busy.

There is no such thing as an executive sitting in the deputy manager's seat.

What's more, Lu Zhuo has no background or education, and it all depends on a little luck at the beginning and his later performance.

But his condition of working overtime today is really not very good, his eyes will always drift towards the direction of the small sofa intentionally or unintentionally, and he can't control the irritability in his emotions at all.

Displeased, very displeased.

Lu Zhuo turned a page of the report impatiently, his brows twitched.

That was a calculation error, very low-level, and this kind of error should not have appeared in the report that has been reported to him.

Lu Zhuo called someone on the internal phone, and said in a cold tone, "Come here."

In the quiet office, there were only mouse and keyboard movements, but when Lu Zhuo's abrupt words sounded, Jiang Yu looked up subconsciously.

The man was frowning, and his anger was obvious.

Jiang Yu's hand that was about to type on the keyboard paused, and his speed slowed down, trying to keep the keyboard from making any sound.

He whispered in his heart to talk to his keyboard: "Shh, don't make a sound."

But Lu Zhuo was still reading the report, not him.

After a while, the sound of high-heeled shoes stopped at the door from far to near, and then there was a knock on the door.

Lu Zhuo said, "Go in."

It should be Lu Zhuo's subordinate, Jiang Yu looked over there from the corner of his eye, just in time to see Lu Zhuo throwing the document into the other party's arms.

Then Jiang Yu witnessed with his own eyes how cold-hearted Lu Zhuo almost made him cry.

The air pressure in the office seemed to drop suddenly. Lu Zhuo didn't use a single insulting word, and the volume wasn't too loud, but every word he said made Jiang Yu's heart skip a beat.

The subordinate didn't even have a chance to explain, and was sent out of the office by Lu Zhuo saying "I can't change it if I can't use it tomorrow".

After the people left, Lu Zhuo's gaze inadvertently fell on Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu: "!"

He has never seen such a vicious lecturer since he was a child, and now his scalp is numb after being looked at by Lu Zhuo, he raised the bluetooth mouse in his hand stupidly, and then realized that his actions were too stupid, " Shua" retracted to his position, staring at the computer screen without moving.

That posture was completely frightened, for fear that he would also be affected by Lu Zhuo's anger and be scolded.

Lu Zhuo looked away and didn't speak.

Count him winking.

However, after a while, from the corner of his eye, he saw Jiang Yu frequently raised his head and turned slightly in his direction to bury his little head back. His slender white fingers quickly clicked the mouse twice quickly to show that he was serious about his work.

Lu Zhuo: "..."

He stopped what he was doing and called Jiang Yu: "Come here."

Jiang Yuzheng took a sneak peek, caught off guard and thought he had been caught, so nervous that his voice trembled: "I'm really working hard."

Who are you kidding, with the frequency of one-minute glances, what serious business can you do with one mind and two minds?

Lu Zhuo knocked on his cup and said, "Go and make me a cup of coffee first."

Fortunately, it was not found.

Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, said "Oh" in a small and obedient voice, got up from the sofa, and honestly went to make coffee for Lu Zhuo.

When the coffee was delivered, milk and sugar were opened separately, because I didn't know that Lu Zhuo's taste was not directly put into the coffee.

Lu Zhuo took a sip, ignored Jiang Yu, and left him aside for more than ten minutes, then suddenly said, "Go to the printing room and bring over the document I just printed." Jiang Yu had no choice but to go get the document without complaint.

It took a lot of time this time, because he had never been to Lu Zhuo's company, and he didn't know where the copy room was. Only the person who was scolded just now was still working overtime at this time. Mess with Lu Zhuo.

What Lu Zhuo cursed just now made him feel lingering fear.

When the documents were brought back, Lu Zhuo's office had already turned off the lights and locked the door.

Jiang Yu was dumbfounded.

He waited for a while, but before Lu Zhuo came back, he had no choice but to accept the fact that "Lu Zhuo is off work", and went downstairs with a stack of documents.

His mobile phone, wallet, and laptop were all locked in the office by Lu Zhuo. He was penniless, unable to take a taxi or take public transportation, and couldn't even figure out which direction his home was in.

Jiang Yu had never been played like this before, and the feeling of grievance spread all of a sudden.

Holding the stack of documents carefully, he squatted down slowly at the corner of the office building door, his face buried in his arms, and his whole body trembled.

That was crying.