Refraction

In fact, when Zheng Yi first came to work at HALO, Zheng Yi had no hostility towards Chen Gong.

Putting aside personal grievances—Chen Gong can be regarded as a very handsome man.Every day, I tidy myself up neatly, and with that angular "big face", those thick brows... eyes that don't go anywhere, Zheng Yi also bumped into Zeng Xiaolu for a while; In addition, Zheng Yi's interviewer when he joined the job was Chen Gong, and his professional ability was also nodded and praised by Chen Gong, which made Zheng Yi feel a little vanity of "recognized by seniors in the industry".

But this guy who clearly left an impression of "handsome and gentle" on himself, I don't know why after he joined the job, he started to show himself endlessly.

Zheng Yi happened to be a person who was used to things going smoothly since he was a child. Now that he is "fortunate" to meet his own troubles of "workplace bullying", Zheng Yi can't help but want to fight him to the death.

In this room, Zheng Yi lay paralyzed on the sofa for a while to rest his sore legs, and it was past 12:00.

He didn't go back to the company anymore, but went downstairs to have lunch with Qiu Mang.

The two chatted about the company gossip one after another, but Zheng Yi couldn't listen to a word - he still felt a little bit hard to get over that hurdle.

As Qiu Mang talked to himself, it seemed that he had brought up the topic of a certain latest TV series... If he brought the topic back to Chen Gong now, would he seem a little hypocritical?

Zheng Yi was at a loss, his forehead felt hot, and he vented his anger on the ribs that were stuck to his mouth.

——"Uh—hiss..."

Hearing Zheng Yi's strange movement, Qiu Mang jumped out of the topic, handed over a piece of paper and said in horror, "Your mouth is bleeding again!"

Unable to eat any more food, Zheng Yi took a mouthful of ice water to rinse his mouth, and took the tissue from Qiu Mang.

Qiu Mang frowned on that side: "I said Senior Chen is really—he's too ruthless!"

Zheng Yi saw the right time to start this conversation, and put the wound in his mouth behind him, and quickly cut to the point: "Do you think I should apologize publicly to Chen Gong?"

Completely ignoring his own injuries in the past, but his eyes lit up, and he mentioned his deadly enemy to himself...

Sometimes Qiumang really can't figure out the meridians of his idiot friend.

What Zheng Yi meant was: After all, he was the one who provoked Chen Gong in public—at this moment, the office must be frantically discussing what happened in the company last night.Once the news got out, whether or not Chen Gong had violated the female interns—this truth became unimportant at all. People would just label Chen Gong as a "suspected pervert" and talk about Chen Gong from now on. It changes color.

Qiu Mang was confused: "...I think you should become an actor."

Zheng Yi misinterpreted: "Does it mean that my brother looks good?"

Qiu Mang rolled her eyes: "It means that you play a lot--a little thing can blow you up and down: it doesn't matter what happened last night, or the matter of 'public apology', to put it bluntly, you are too good at acting. ?"

Zheng Yi was dejected: "I know..."

"...I advise you not to be so emotional in the future. You are a big boy, you are tired of HALO, and there are thousands of photography companies for you to choose from. If it doesn't work, you won't be short of money when you go home and lie down; once The emotional consequences are very small for you, but they may not be bearable for others." Qiu Mang put down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth: "I think I must apologize, but don't do something 'public'... Is it possible? Do you still want to broadcast in the company to explain the cause and effect? ​​The matter is big enough."

Zheng Yi thought for a while and felt that Qiu Mang had taught him a lesson, so he fell on the table and "whimpered" for a while: "Then I'll go buy coffee for him."

Holding two glasses of iced Americano, I rushed back to the company. It was only 12:42, which was still a little far from the afternoon work time.

——Chen Gong is not here.

Zheng Yi's personality is the kind that wants to solve things as soon as he encounters a problem - he temporarily missed his apology plan, nestled in the chair and shook his legs anxiously and embarrassingly.

But then I thought again: Yes, it's lunch time, and there are only a few people in the office... There is no sincerity in such an apology, and it can't help Chen Gong.

I simply closed my eyes and lay on the back of the chair to regain my senses—I didn't sleep well last night because I had something on my mind, so I just took the lunch break to regain my energy.

Just after he closed his eyes for a moment, the phone in Zheng Yi's right pocket vibrated.

Yang Xiaoyi 9/3012:45

Brother Zheng, have you been beaten? [laughing]

Yang Xiaoyi 9/3012:45

I passed the company gate on my way to the bathroom in the morning, and saw you and Chen Gong being punished for "holding hands"... [sad]

Yang Xiaoyi is Yang Yi's WeChat ID.

Zheng Yi thinks this name is very cute, and it gives people a feeling - he is small and fluffy, if he can hold him in his arms, he must be warm.

At this anxious and irritable moment, Zheng Yi felt a lot more relieved after receiving Yang Yi's news.

Zheng Yi quite likes this kid Yang Yi - he is fair, clean, delicate and handsome; he usually has a sweet mouth, and he can always make himself happy.Yang Yi is the commissioner of the operation department of HALOstudio.Not long after Zheng Yi came to the company, he caught up with a company team building. At that time, Zheng Yi drank a little too much. When he was squatting at the back door of the bar, smoking and sobering up, Yang Yi happened to come out to breathe; the two chatted like this , the chat was quite speculative, and we got acquainted after coming and going, and then we started to hang out frequently.

After get off work yesterday, Yang Yi complained to Zheng Yi about his disappointment at work, saying "I want to go drink".

Zheng Yi's stomach is full of flowers, and he remembered where he heard "When a person is frustrated, it is the best time to attack", so his forehead became hot, his chest slapped, and he dragged Yang Yi to the KTV It's time to play.

After coming down for the whole night, Zheng Yi tried his best to sing all the major divine songs, and played cheap and ugly for a long time before he finally smoothed out Yang Yi's frowning brows. The sunken dimples, Zheng Yi is a little bit on the top, and the colorful black in the box is also dizzy. It becomes an island homestay for two people on vacation, becomes the seventh cherry blossom tree outside the gate of Ginkakuji Temple, and becomes Lapland. The Northern Lights in the night sky...

——If Yang Yi was a little girl, it would be impossible for Zheng to think of the child's name early in the morning.

Recalling this point, Zheng Yi replied Yang Yi with a [smirk] emoticon package, asking him: What are you sad about?Seeing me holding hands with other men, are you jealous?

Yang Yi didn't respond positively, but just responded to Zheng Yi [crying loudly].

It seems that the feeling of jealousy is confirmed—Zheng Yi pursed his lips and smiled a little shyly, so he chased after the victory and made another invitation: I didn't coax you well last night, do you still want to play tonight?

Yang Yi: Where are you going?

Zheng Yi quickly went through all the suitable places for dating in the whole city in his mind, but he didn't think of a suitable place, so he left the choice to Yang Yi: KTV or nightclub is fine, my brother is getting old and can't stand the trouble, we Are you going somewhere quieter?

After a while, I received Yang Yi's reply: I can stay with you, anywhere, even if we open a room to see the night view.

Zheng Yi stared at the words "open a room" and was stunned. His thumb hung in the air on the keyboard area for a while, but he was so excited that he didn't type a word.

At this moment, Yang Yi added another sentence: No, no, forget it, Brother Zheng is too old to move around...

Zheng Yi's forehead became hot again.

The hints in Yang Yi's message were not hidden deep, and they faintly teased Zheng Yi's restless emotions.

Zheng Yilian's breathing became a little quicker—for fear that Yang Yi would repent, he quickly replied: You can move!After replying, I felt that it was not enough, so I sent another emoji of biceps.

2 minute later.

Yang Xiaoyi 9/3011:53

[shy]

After flirting with Yang Yi, Zheng glanced at the time and put the phone back on the table.

Chen Gong's desk was still empty, Zheng Yi closed his eyes and dozed off.

There are various types of men in the world—there are Chen Gong and Yang Yi.

If it was in the feudal era when the habit of breaking sleeves was prevalent, if these two men were both rebellious officials dedicated to the indulgence of the faint emperor—Zheng Yi felt that Chen Gong would definitely be "not able to survive half an episode" as Qiu Mang said, and would be killed. He was beaten to death with a stick - obstinate and paranoid, indifferent and incomprehensible; and Yang Yi must be the kind of troublesome face who favors the sixth palace and makes the emperor "not early".

Lifting Yang Yi's face with his index finger, through the neat bead curtain hanging in front of the golden dragon crown hat, Emperor Zheng leaned over to admire the young man's face at close range—his brows were full of affection, his lips were smiling.Turning his head to the side, Chen Gong was kneeling upright in a dark corner like a wooden sculpture, with a dark complexion and indifferent eyes, and a hideous face!

—— "Come on! Drag it down and kill it!"

The tyrant was furious and shot the case, which shocked the government and the people, and shocked the world.

It also shocked the visual department.

"Zheng Tyrant" woke up rubbing his eyes amid the laughter of the crowd, and realized that his roar in the Spring and Autumn Dream had been put into practice by his tired body, so he hid his head back in the partition of the work station embarrassingly.

It is already 1:05 pm.Zheng Yi secretly glanced in Chen Gong's direction, only to find that there was still no one at his station.

At 1:30, Zheng Yi finally couldn't sit still, his forehead felt hot, and he ran to the HR department to look for Qiu Mang: "It's 01:30 now!"

Qiu Mang raised her head from the affairs she was dealing with: "So... what's wrong?"

Zheng Yi was anxious: "Why hasn't Chen Gong appeared yet? How can he be absent from work? Where did he go?"

Qiu Mang handed the signed note to Zheng Yi. Before Zheng Yi could read the words clearly, he heard a very familiar and indifferent voice from behind.

——"It takes time to file a complaint, Mr. Zheng."

Zheng Yi turned his head, and saw Chen Gong stepping forward, taking away the leave note signed by Qiu Mang, director of the human resources department, from his hand.

Zheng Yi didn't recover a bit.

At this time, Chen Gong had already used his lunch break to change into a flat and clean white shirt. The two buttons down from the neckline were not closed, and a little bit of the edge of the sweatproof vest was left open.The hair was re-arranged with pomade, and the forehead hair that was still hanging lazily in the morning was gathered into some vigorous arcs so that the forehead could be exposed.

From a very close distance, Chen Gong looked at him with complicated eyes, that expression like looking at a difficult child gave Zheng Yi a strong sense of oppression.

Chen Gong stuffed the slip into his breast pocket, took off the sunglasses pinned to his collar and put it on his face, so he also refused to look at Zheng Yi: "I'm on a business trip—according to the regulations, my itinerary is already It was sent to Director Zheng’s mailbox at 12:30, so——it’s not absent.”

Zheng Yi froze in place.

Chen Gong turned around and said "goodbye" to Qiu Mang, then pulled up the trolley case and walked out from the Human Resources Department.

Zheng Yi stayed in place for a long time, then pointed at Chen Gong's back and turned to Qiu Mang, "Did he think I came to sue—that he was absent from work?"

"Seems to be."

Zheng Yi turned pale with suffocation, and argued: "But I am not!"

"I know……"

Zheng Yi was a little suffocated: "What should I do?!"

"...to explain?"

But by the time Zheng Yi chased him out of HALO, Chen Gong had long since disappeared.