my editor seems sick

Ou Chen woke up from the heat.

He sat on the bed in a daze, looked down at his baggy Winnie the Pooh pajamas, raised his hand to touch his hair that had been sleeping like a bird's nest, and pinched his face.

It hurts.Not dreaming.

"Hey." He didn't know whether to be happy or to sigh at the moment, "Nie Yuan, really."

Mu Jie's mobile phone was still charging on the table in front of him, and the small fan by the bed had already finished its work because it was set.He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, smelling his own sweat.

It's still early, a few minutes before seven o'clock, so it should still be in time.

Let's take a shower first.

Mu Jie’s rental house is really small, with one bedroom and one living room. The kitchen and bathroom are squeezed into a small corner. She was about to die, and the shower still squeezed a few drops of tears from her eyes from time to time.

How many years old is this house, hasn't it been included in the demolition of dilapidated houses?

Ou Chen took off his pajamas, and looked at Mu Jie's body through the reflection on the tiles.Sure enough, she was thin and white, with rare muscles on her chest. Two red beans stood on both sides, standing straight, very eye-catching.

Ou Chen looked down for a while, and thought: Does this count as taking advantage of others' danger to play hooligans?

He turned on the shower, and the tiny water strands stuck on his back, condensed into a trickle along the groove in the middle of his back, and gurgled down his body.

While rubbing the body, Mu Jie thought: Hey, this is really a last resort, so it can't be regarded as a hooligan.

"Mr. Ou, I have to trouble you to help me go to work today." Mu Jie said while driving, "Should we first list what we should do today? Otherwise, it will be too late."

"Okay, give me a general idea. I don't know the specifics and I'll ask someone else." Ou Chen sounds like he's still on the road, and the whistle sounds from time to time: "My side is blocked, I don't know yet Can you come to the company on time?"

Mu Jie was anxious: "A traffic jam? Where are you now?"

"I don't know, I'm not familiar with this area." Ou Chen said, "About halfway there, a group of people blocked here for more than ten minutes."

"Will you be late?"

"It doesn't matter if you're late." Ou Chen raised his legs, "Anyway, I'm the boss."

Mu Jie: "..."

Ou Chen thought for a while and said: "No, you are the boss now, if you give me a thigh, I can be lawless."

Hearing this, the taxi driver turned his head and glanced at the young man beside him.

Today's young people are very dangerous.

Mu Jie waited downstairs for a few minutes, and finally saw Ou Chen who hurried to the office building.

"Why haven't you gone up yet." Ou Chen looked at the people passing by, and added, "Boss Ou."

"I want to wait for you to tell me about it." Mu Jie said, "What if I can't do it later? I can't."

"It's okay, Xiao Lin will be ready. If you can't do it, you can contact me anytime. If it's really hard to solve, you can wait until we come back to do it." After finishing speaking, Ou Chen felt that it's not a problem to procrastinate like this. Otherwise, tell Xiao Lin about the two of us?"

"Will it work? Like this..." Mu Jie said, "It will only be regarded as crazy?"

Ou Chen thought for a while: "Either let the HR department transfer me, and I'll be your secretary."

Mu Jie raised his hand to pat himself on the head, and wiped it down along his nose and mouth, with a look of lovelessness on his face: "I just want to put an ordinary little editor who works hard."

But God forced me to be the domineering president.

Torture or not?Torture or not?Are you saying abuse or not?

Ou Chen smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, Mr. Ou, contact me anytime."

"Boss Ou": "..."

"By the way, you're still dressed fancy today."

"Mr. Ou": "...Is it my fault?"

"Blame me, blame me." Ou Chen couldn't hold back his laughter, and kept shaking his shoulders, "cough, cough, no, I'm already late, and Mr. Ou left."

Mu Jie caught up with him. "I'm all gone."

"Now that you are the president, why do you care about full attendance?"

Ou Chen still wanted to say something, but when he saw a few people blocking the elevator door, he shut up.Those few knew Ou Chen, and greeted Mu Jie: "Mr. Ou."

Mu Jie was saluted by a group of people, he nodded in embarrassment, and then quickly averted his gaze.

"Tsk." The awkwardness in Ou Chen's heart came up again, a big man of 1.8 meters can be pretended to be a pitiful puppy by Mu Jiesheng, I am really sorry for his masculinity and domineering for more than 30 years.

Ou Chen pretended to be in a hurry and ran into the editorial office, panting, "Sorry, I live too far away, I didn't expect to run into a traffic jam."

In fact, when I was in the car, I still had a fresh look on my face and had fun, and I didn't worry about going to work at all. This is obviously very scheming.

"It's okay." The deputy team leader comforted him, "The one next to you lives close and is always late."

Sang Xiaohua retorted: "It takes more than 20 minutes for me to take the subway! How close is it!"

The team leader knocked on their table coldly: "How did you bring in the newcomers?"

After finishing speaking, she turned around and said to Ou Chen, "Sit down, are you familiar with all the work?"

That must be unfamiliar.

Just relying on the little impression Mu Jie gave him, he probably has a half-dozen in his mind. "The operation of ranking may still need guidance from my seniors."

"Let Sang Xiaohua teach you about this." The team leader said, "Is there any other problem?"

"should be no problem."

"Should?" the leader asked.

Ou Chen thought in his heart that Qu Nan, the group leader, is quite a decent person. "no problem."

Thursday is the day for the rankings, and since Kokeshi is a new editor with less than [-] authors, it is relatively easy to arrange.

This job was quite new to Ou Chen, he chose two danmei novels to read when he was free, and when he was happy, he opened a small account to recharge money and send thunder reminders.

The bazooka and the grenade are simply extremely generous.Although half of them ended up going back to his own pocket.

After a morning like this, he was just about to call Mu Jie to see if he wanted to go to the cafeteria to have a meal together, when he looked up and saw Guan Sanpang wandering to the door, lowering his head and pretending to be looking at his phone.

Well, this kid is quite quick to strike, but it's a pity to let him catch the current one.

Ou Chen sent a text message to Mu Jie: Where are you?

Mu Jie replied very quickly: I am still looking at the assessment form in the office.

Ou Chen: Don't look, Guan San'er has come down, probably coming for you, come down and save me.

Mu Jie:! ! ! !

Mu Jie: Then what should I say when I come down?It seems strange that I came to you!

Ou Chen: ...Then you can send Xiaolin to call me inside, and let me go to your office to find you.

Mu Jie: Mr. Ou, you are so clever!

Ou Chen smiled, put down his phone and looked up to see Guan Ju's movements.Guan Ju was looking up at him, paused, and walked in.

"Everyone has worked hard." Guan Ju greeted several editors with a friendly face, then stopped beside Ou Chen nonchalantly, lowered his head and asked, "Going to work? Are you still used to the new job? "

"Very good, thank you Mr. Guan for your concern." Ou Chen said lightly, then shut up in a personable way, stood up and went to the girl in charge of recording to release the contract.

Guan Ju then turned his attention to Sang Xiaohua who was next to him. Sang Xiaohua wanted to eat very much at the moment, but she was afraid that it would be bad to leave, so she gently reminded: "Mr. Guan, have you eaten yet?"

"I haven't eaten yet. This is just a chance to drop by your place." Guan Ju said, "Your team has just entered new blood, so it's worth celebrating. I'll invite you to dinner today."

The deputy team leader stretched his waist, and said with a smile: "That's a good idea, has the new editor of the fantasy group next door arrived? If you don't arrive, you won't have this benefit."

"I invite you." Guan Ju looked at "Mu Jie" who came back and smiled, "Let Mr. Ou invite them later, you can't let me come."

Ou Chen rolled his eyes in his heart: Bah!Tonic face!

Xiao Lin's call didn't come, but the rescuers came in time, and HR knocked on the door: "Is Mu Jie there? Come with me to the personnel department now."

Ou Chen showed a regretful expression: "I'm sorry, Mr. Guan."

Guan Ju waved his hand generously: "It's okay, I'll make it up for you later."

Hold.Ou Chen smiled and replied: "That's so embarrassing, brother Hua, you ate my portion for me, you have a big stomach, so don't be polite."

Sang Xiaohua, lying innocently on the gun: "..."

Ou Chen went around the table and ran towards Miss HR, very innocently: "I've been waiting for Miss Qi for a long time."

As expected, HR came to rescue him on purpose. Mu Jie was sitting in the personnel department, saw them coming in, and said, "Mu Jie can just stay, you go and rest."

Ou Chen walked over to him and sat down, picked up a blank A4 paper and folded it into a fan to fan the wind.

"Guan Ju is an old rascal, you can't be bothered if you don't hate him." Ou Chen said, "It looks like he's going to try it. This guy has a problem, he likes to pick up straight guys. So if you want to avoid him, you can't do it straight. You can't even bend."

"Then what should I do?" Mu Jie didn't understand why Guan Ju was thinking of him, "Will I offend him if I don't do it?"

Ou Chen shook his head, and held the paper in his hand to form a hollow cylinder: "It's not possible, but, there is a solution that can be done once and for all."

"What method?" Mu Jie asked.

Ou Chen looked at him and smiled, with a hint of cunning in his expression. "Find someone who is stronger than Guan Sanpang and can overwhelm him as a boyfriend."

"Find someone stronger than him who can overwhelm him..." Mu Jie repeated what he said, fixedly looked into Ou Chen's eyes, and suddenly blushed.

Hey, hey, you can hide from the little hooligans but you can't hide from the big hooligans.One or two are so unscrupulous, sooner or later pills will be okay for this broken station!

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Mu Jie: I just want to be a small editor, but fate makes me a domineering president!How could fate be like this!

Ou Chen: Fate made you the wife of the president.

Mu Jie: ...

Seems to be fine? ? ?