Woke up every morning by my boss

The old man stood by the door and waited for Lang Kun to come in with a smile. Seeing him stepping over the threshold, he stepped back a little and opened the door wider.

"Squeak..."

This door seems to be really old, and there are some signs of disrepair. Every time it moves, it can make a toothache creaking sound. Lang Kun can hear goose bumps all over his body, and he has a tendency to lose control.

Lang Kun: "..."

The old man was still standing by the door, watching him with focused eyes and a kind smile.

Although the appearance of the old man is a bit more personable, his attitude towards Lang Kun has always been very good. Of course, Lang Kun will not continue to treat the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. He smiled back at the old man and thanked him .

"You're welcome." The old man's tone seemed to become agitated, "Mr. Lang, you are still the same as before..."

Lang Kun: "???"

"Oh no, it's nothing, please come with the old slave." After saying that, the old man closed the door, and the heavy creaking sound came again, which made Lang Kun's back shudder, and he called himself "old slave" to the old man, It also made him feel weird.

The door closed with a heavy sound, the old man lowered the bolt, and then walked to Lang Kun to lead the way.

In fact, Lang Kun knew how to go without his guidance, because the simple structure inside the house could be seen at a glance after entering the door.

The house is an old house, but it is not the kind of courtyard house full of Beijing flavor, but a bit like the house of a rich family in the past, with frequent entry and exit.

The old man stopped after walking a few steps ahead, and asked Lang Kun a very abrupt question, "Mr. Lang, what do you think of this yard?"

Lang Kun: "It's very good, very artistic." Lang Kun felt embarrassed, and didn't know what the old man meant by asking this. It was the first time he visited this place, even if he felt bad, he would not criticize it, but he praised it, It seemed too exaggerated, so he used "artistic conception" to describe this courtyard.

The old man didn't see the twists and turns in his heart. Hearing what he said, he almost closed his eyes with a smile, "Mr. Lang, as long as you like it, the master will be very happy when he finds out."

Lang Kun: "..." Lang Kun continued to remain unclear, so it's just the workplace, whether he likes it or not is very important?Or is this department so human rights-focused, people-focused work environment?

囧RZ...

The old man led Lang Kun through the courtyard to the four-bay front hall.

The layout of the hall is similar to the front halls of most old houses that Lang Kun has seen. There is a taller table against the wall in the middle. In front of the table is the Eight Immortals table and a pair of armchairs, and in front of it are two rows of tables and chairs for guests to sit. , three groups on one side, two by two facing each other; behind the two rows of chairs there are two pillars, and on the left and right walls not too close to the pillars, there is a large cabinet. These two cabinets are a pair, and the style is quite similar to what Lang Kun saw in a certain hall when he visited the Forbidden City before.

There is also a threshold in the front hall, but it is a little shorter. Lang Kun stepped over the threshold, and the old man asked him to sit down and rest for a while.

"Mr., I'm not tired. Go ahead and tell me which office to report to." Said, Lang Kun took out the entry notice and relevant personal information from his bag. It's like an office, and there's no front desk or anything, and the only person who can ask is this old man.

The old man gave him a strange look, and said: "Master is busy at the moment, I'm afraid he won't have time to see Mr. Lang, why don't you sit down and rest for a while, and this old servant will make you a cup of tea."

As soon as Lang Kun heard that his boss was busy in the future, he stopped pressing, put his luggage on the ground, and sat in the last seat.

The old man was rummaging for something on one side of the shelf. Seeing him sitting there, he hurriedly put down the things in his hand and rushed to his side, saying, "You can't do it! Mr. Lang, you can't sit there!"

Lang Kun: "???" Could it be that this seat is for meeting guests, and I am a staff member, so I can't sit there?But looking around, there is no other place suitable for him to sit in the entire front hall except here...

The old man saw what he was thinking, lifted his salute that was on the ground and put it on the table, stretched out his hand and gestured to the armchair on the main seat and said, "You should sit there."

"..." Lang Kun suddenly felt thunderbolt, (╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

Seeing that he was not moving, the old man stepped forward and pulled his wrist, brought him to the edge of the chair, and pressed his shoulders to force him to sit down.

This time Lang Kun was not embarrassed by the old man's action, but was frightened by the old man's action - if he read correctly just now, the old man did not "walk" to him, but "moved" in front of him instantly , It felt as if he blinked his eyes, and the person who was far away had already stood in front of him. This was, this was exactly the same as the scene when he discovered Huo Xing's "killing" last time!

What's more, the old man's hands are too strong. Lang Kun secretly glanced at the five-finger-shaped bruises on his wrists, thinking that his shoulders might not be spared either.

I have been stimulated too much today, and Lang Kun is a little tired and doesn't like it. In addition, he has seen those supernatural things a long time ago, and after being forced to sit in the main seat by the old man with unscientific "force", Lang Kun suddenly felt a little dispirited— —He was vaguely prepared, knowing what kind of department he would work in in the future, but he couldn't figure out why he was chosen.

Lang Kun is not narcissistic, but he doesn't think that he is qualified to join such an exciting department after seeing a scene where his heart was crushed with bare hands.

When he was thinking wildly, the old man had already brewed a cup of tea and reminded him to be careful of burning it when he put it down.

"Thank you." Lang Kun thanked, carefully lifted the tureen cup and opened it. After admiring the posture of the tea leaves in the water and the color of the tea soup, he used the lid to slightly lift the tea leaves, and moved to the rim of the cup to take a sip.

In an instant, the unique fragrance of Longjing tea hits the nostrils. The tea taste is suitable for tea.

The old man watched him drink tea with a series of actions and appearance, his expression changed slightly, as if he was very excited, Lang Kun felt even more strange.

In fact, the portrayal of the old man’s heart is like this: It’s really you. I’ve waited for so many years. Although your appearance is a bit different from the past, your preferences are still the same as before. Fortunately, the old slave has not forgotten. ...

But Lang Kun can't read minds, he doesn't know what the old man is thinking, besides, his appearance has never changed, only his temperament has changed.

"This tea is really good." Lang Kun put down the teacup, and the old man added hot water for him, and introduced: "This is the Shifeng Longjing before the Ming Dynasty, which is rare in the north. The owner knows that Mr. Lang likes it, so he specially collected it over the years. There are a lot of high-quality goods in storage, and I promise to give them to you when you come back."

Lang Kun was confused again, he couldn't understand a single word that the old man said ==

Well~~~ Probably because people are getting older and their thinking is not clear, so they regard themselves as his old friend!Thinking of this joint, Lang Kun didn't want to spoil the old man's interest, so he gave a vague "hmm", thinking that this tea is really the best, Yuqian Longjing, even if it was produced this year, it would have been more than half a year now, and yet Still so fresh and tender, it seems that you get what you pay for.

Lang Kun stuck out his tongue in his heart, thinking that thanks to that old man, he was doing the job for others and enjoyed it for others.

Hehe, thanks to myself, I was also drunk...

"The cup of tea that Mr. Lang is drinking now is picked from the tea tree planted by the owner himself 50 years ago. The fried tea is not faked by others. After the tea is made, it is sealed in a special way to ensure its freshness. "

"..." It turns out that the cup of tea I'm drinking now is zombie tea... But the old man just said that 50 years ago, could it be that his new boss is also an old man?The body is really strong enough.

"Not only the tea leaves, but also the water used to make the tea is very particular. The water from the Kunlun Glacier is used..." Before the old man finished speaking, Lang Kun already had two lasagna tears in his heart. The cup of tea he drank today is worthy How valuable, can this favor be repaid, he doesn’t want to owe his future boss a favor It would be great if the mineral water is not, isn’t it the snow water from Kunlun Mountains!

The old man could tell what he was thinking by looking at his expression, and said, "That's different, the water in the supermarket is a bluff, our Kunlun Mountains water is real, it's the glacier that the owner himself took from the mountain. "

Having said that, Lang Kun suddenly felt that the teacup in his hand weighed a thousand catties.

The old man added water for him again, put a few snacks on the table and said that he would go out for a while, and let him take care of himself here, and if he felt bored, he could also walk around.How could Lang Kun dare to rebel, he had troubled the old man to entertain him for too long, he was a little embarrassed.

"The old slave will leave first." He said, maintaining the posture of bowing to Lang Kun, bowing and retreating.

This……

Lang Kun felt that he couldn't bear the big gift from the old man, but if he stopped now, he might be going back and forth with the old man again, wouldn't this delay other people's affairs?So he pretended he didn't see anything, turned his head to study the pattern on the cabinet by the wall, but after waiting for a long time without hearing the goosebump-sounding sound of the door opening, he turned his head and glanced, and suddenly petrified ——

The door was closed tightly, and the latch looked unmoved, but he clearly saw the old man retreating towards the door, how did he get out!

OMG...

ORZ...

Such a wonderful day...

After the old man left, Lang Kun took out his mobile phone to play for a while, called his master to report his safety, and chatted with Dai Lin and Cai Xinle in the WeChat group formed for the camellia case. It's not that someone here in S City has to keep a housekeeper, she has to drag Dai Lin to make peace with Team Chen.

Lang Kun suddenly laughed. Isn't it the best state for them to have nothing to do?That proves that the country is prosperous and the people are safe, the weather is good, and the common people are safe and stable. How good is it?

Cai Xinle asked Lang Kun again if he had reported for duty, how did he feel about the new job, and how did his colleagues get along well? Just as Lang Kun was about to answer, he heard a loud noise from the backyard, which was so loud that it almost burst his eardrums. The teacups on the table also slammed into each other, and the tea spilled out.

what's the situation?

Lang Kun stood up hesitantly, wondering whether he should check the situation.