borrow some money

Speaking of this, and my own people are here, is it really outrageous to just pat your ass and leave?Helian Zuo thought for a while, then stretched out his index finger and poked Zhao Xiyun's nose: "If you don't make trouble for me, I will promise you."

Zhao Xiyun burst into joy and nodded frantically: "I promise!"

They left the hospital. This is the second time for Zhao Xiyun to ride in Helen's Maybach. He no longer felt drowsy, and he became even more excited. Before the car started, his hands had already touched the entire inner seat. .

The field of vision is very wide, and Zhao Xiyun couldn't help standing half-standing and leaning in front of the windshield, imagining the Titanic, and he wanted to fly in a Maybach.

"Sit back." Unexpectedly, Helian rolled his eyes.

Zhao Xiyun said "Oh" and sat upright obediently. When he raised his eyes, he saw a person rushing out of the hospital gate. It was Jiang Bing again!

"Wait a minute!" She had changed out of her nurse's uniform and was still carrying her bag. She waved and ran to the car. Helian rolled down the window, and she smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, Because of the sudden lay off, I want to go back to the company, can you take me for a ride?"

This is obviously Xio who made his own way!Why are you pretending to be polite!Zhao Xiyun leaned back and closed his eyes, and heard He Lianjiu say: "We just go back together, let's go."

Zhao Xiyun didn't speak anymore, and went to the company with a pouted mouth in obscurity.

With regard to the company of his own micro-business boss, Zhao Xiyun admitted that he had never seen it, let alone been there. When he started a micro-business, it was just a chance to meet people in related industries. After that, he met the boss once. Then he was tricked into coming in because of his dream, Balabala, and now Batuba...can't...come out.

Standing downstairs of Helian at this time, he feels so small. This company, which contains all the hard work of Helian and other employees, is both wonderful and out of reach. Their sense of accomplishment weighs down Zhao Xiyun's heart a little uncomfortable, After all, he is an old choke who is not in his early years.

He raised his head and sighed, when will he be so brilliant?

"What are you doing in a daze?" He Lianji, who was walking in front, turned around and found that Zhao Xiyun was in a daze. He stepped forward and grabbed him, and reminded him when he walked to the door of the company, "Just shut up after you go in."

Zhao Xiyun nodded in bewilderment, and looked left and right as he followed. There were steps at the entrance of the company. He stumbled and almost lost his front teeth when he didn't pay attention.

Going in is the front desk. The little girl greeted He Lianjiu very politely. Her watery eyes finally fell on Zhao Xiyun. She must be very curious, but she didn't dare to ask more about Mr. He.

Going inside is an office, and there are more employees coming and going. They greet He Lianji and Jiang Yan one after another. Zhao Xiyun has never seen this kind of world. For the first time, he really feels that He Lianji is like King on high.

Amo was tidying up the office, and even the lounge with He Lianquan, and moved the sofa out as ordered. I heard that this sofa was for General Zhao Xiyun to fall asleep.

The company's new project is still going on, and Jiang Yan is not idle when he comes. A Mo took her to understand the product first, and there are only two men left in the office.

I held my breath all the way, and now I can finally spit it out.

Zhao Xiyun let out a "yo ha" and jumped around the office twice. At that time, He Lianjiu was drinking water because he was too thirsty. Seeing him like this, he couldn't help but spit it all out, probably because he thought it was too nonsensical.

"Stop your stupid behavior." He wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, and pointed to the French windows that had not drawn the curtains, "You can see clearly from the outside, can you be quiet?"

Hearing the latter sentence, Zhao Xiyun also felt ashamed, and hurriedly asked: "Can you pull it up?"

He Lianquan nodded, sat down and began to work on the unfinished design draft.

To be honest, Zhao Xiyun didn't know how to make the blinds. He looked up, down, left, and then again, but he didn't see that the curtains could be pulled up, so he asked, "What are you doing?"

"Turn around with the one next to it." Helian Ke didn't look up, staring at the manuscript in his hand, thinking.

Zhao Xiyun looked back but couldn't find it: "Where is it?"

He Lianquan was frowning because of the manuscript in his hand, he was always dissatisfied with the drawing, and didn't hear any questions at all.

"Where is it?" Zhao Xiyun raised his voice and asked again.

He Lianquan frowned more and more, picked up the design draft, tore it up and threw it into the trash can, but still didn't answer.

Zhao Xiyun scratched his scalp and groped in front of the blinds. He thought maybe it would be enough to just pull the curtains, so he first pulled it down gently, and when it didn't move, he used force, anyway, he kept adding strength.

In the end, maybe he was not convinced, and he pulled it down hard, and the whole venetian blind immediately loosened, and half of it fell off with a "crack".

At that time, Zhao Xiyun was shocked. He knew that he had done something wrong, but when he turned around and saw that He Lianquan didn't notice, he whispered, "I'm going to...the bathroom."

After saying that, he opened the door and ran out. He Lianji looked up when he heard the door closing. The next moment, he shouted "Come back".

Zhao Xiyun ran away a long time ago and ran all the way downstairs. He was not familiar with the company structure, so he planned to take this time to wander around and get to know each other.

There is a small lounge at the back of the company, which is specially prepared for outsiders, like some partners, celebrities and models will also come, Jiang Yan is resting there, leaning on the chair and looking at the information that A Mo just gave her.

The door opened inadvertently, she didn't think much, and focused on looking at the things at hand, but Zhao Xiyun was taken aback, and the cry wished to spread throughout the company.

"Why is it you again?!" His eyes almost popped out, "I can see you wherever I run, do you have a grudge against me?"

As he spoke, he walked in, and sat next to Jiang Yan with a look of trying to fight, looked at the things in her hand, and snatched them without saying a word.

Jiang Yan didn't rush to snatch it, resting his chin in one hand and watching him smugly after grabbing something, he smiled like a big sister: "Is it fun?"

Zhao Xiyun pouted, probably because he couldn't understand the information, so he threw the things over, and said like an adult: "You can speak for me well, and I won't forgive you for wasting the effort of Great Shinhwa. "

In Jiang Yan's eyes, Zhao Xiyun's words were like a child's nonsense, she took back the information, raised her eyes and asked him: "Did Mr. He know when you came out?"

"It's none of your business!" Zhao Xiyun raised his head and raised his legs, actually praying silently in his heart not to be scolded too badly when he goes back.

"Okay. But can you tell me why you hate me?"

"No reason." Zhao Xiyun thought she was pretty and liked her when he saw her on TV, but in reality, he just didn't like her hooking up with He Lianquan.

Jiang Yan smiled after hearing this: "Besides the relationship we used to have in the hospital, have you ever thought that we will have other relationships?"

Zhao Xiyun trembled, feeling that these words were too perverted: "Don't like me, I can't bear it!"

As soon as the words fell, A Mo's voice came from outside. Zhao Xiyun was taken aback. He didn't know where to hide for a while. A Mo had already pushed the door open. He aimed at the bottom of the table and went straight down.

"Has Mr. Zhao been here?" A Mo's first sentence was to Jiang Bing.

Jiang Bing didn't intend to hide from A Mo, she indicated with her eyes that she was under the table, but she still said on her face, "I didn't see anyone."

The person He Lianquan was looking for, Amo would not be procrastinating. He immediately ran up, picked up Zhao Xiyun who was under the table, and brought him out, and said a lesson: "Who told you to run around? Go back and apologize to Mr. He! Even if He I always forgive you, and I will hit you fifty times too!"

Zhao Xiyun screamed because of the pain in his ears. Before he left, he wished he could kill Jiang Yan with his eyes.

Before they left, Jiang Bing made a phone call: "Yes, Boss Chen... Yes, I found it. It's okay, I'll do it right away... Well, don't worry, everything will follow what you said."

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Zhao Xiyun was dragged to the office. Although he had been criticized countless times, he still didn't have a brain. He either lied or ran away. He didn't know how angry He Lianquan was.

"Repeat the first sentence I said before I came in." He Lianquan leaned against the desk, looking at Zhao Xiyun with an expression of "you will die if you miss a word".

Zhao Xiyun cleared his throat, and answered word by word: "No, yes, yes, I, do, matter, love."

"Then what did you just do?"

"The curtains were broken."

"Why run away?"

"I'm afraid you'll hit me..."

"Why don't you run away now?"

"I got the big myth wrong!"

After questioning like educating a child, He Lianjiu began to knock on the table. He was thinking about whether to let Zhao Xiyun sleep on the sofa. That sofa cost thousands of dollars to buy, and he kept it spotless every day. If he fell asleep, or just touched by him, he would definitely become old-fashioned immediately.

He Lianquan pointed to the sofa and began to specify a new round of rules: "You must keep the sofa clean and tidy, wash it when it is dirty, and make sure not a single hair falls on it, because you will have to sleep on this sofa until the apartment is repaired .”

Zhao Xiyun let out an "ah", as if a little disappointed: "Didn't I sleep with you?"

He Lianquan stepped forward and was a hairy chestnut: "Did you hear that?"

Zhao Xiyun shrank his neck and covered his head: "Understood..." He looked at the sofa, and a feeling of "Be nice to me on the sofa" spontaneously emerged.