After saving Bai Yueguang's substitute

【Today's love temperature: 30℃】

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When I woke up, there was pain and anxiety in my head.

I closed my eyes and lay on the bed for a while, and my chaotic consciousness gradually recovered.

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I dreamed about my mother again.

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This scene has tormented me over and over again for a long time, making me a frequent visitor of Dr. Yao.

But then, I haven't had this dream in years.

Probably my dad brought up the old story yesterday, which more or less irritated me.

But it-has been unable to stir up any storms on the lake of my peaceful heart.

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The past cannot bind me.

The front is the direction I am going forward and chasing.

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Tossed by this dream, I rarely woke up late today.

I glanced at my watch and thought casually, I'm going to be late today, why the assistant didn't call me.

After a pause, I remembered that the original assistant was promoted and resigned last month.

Still a little sleepy.

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The HR department then arranged for an assistant for me.

Female, very young.

She probably didn't know that I liked a man, and she was dressed up every day, with obvious allure in her eyes.

If she has outstanding business ability, I can bear it.

It's a pity that I endured her for a week, but I didn't see anything special about her.

So I quickly threw her back to the personnel department on the grounds that I don't need a vase by my side.

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——Even if there is, at least they have to grow up like Xu Zhinian.

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The newly appointed manager of the HR department angrily took him away, and told me that he would re-recruit outsiders to ensure that he would find an assistant who satisfied me.

After calculating the time, it seems that today is the day when the new assistant will report.

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When I packed up and went downstairs, there was a smell from the kitchen.

My throat moved, my footsteps turned, and I walked to the kitchen.

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I thought Mrs. Wang was making breakfast, but when I entered the door, I realized that it was Xu Zhinian who was busy.

He put on an apron, and the ties outlined his slender waist.

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Still very thin.

but……

I squinted.

It's much better than the skinny look when I was just discharged from the hospital.

Sure enough, I gained a lot of weight.

I nodded in my heart with satisfaction.

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"Why don't you let Mrs. Wang cook breakfast?" I asked.

"Jiang, Mr. Jiang." Xu Zhinian didn't notice my arrival and was startled, "Xiaosheng said last night that she wanted to eat egg pancakes, but I thought I'd have nothing to do in the morning anyway, so I made them for her."

I nodded: "Oh."

Xu Zhinian looked at me twice and asked, "Mr. Jiang, why hasn't he gone out so late today?"

I said calmly, "It's late to bed."

Xu Zhinian's face was blank for a few seconds.

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"What's your expression?" I looked at him strangely.

Xu Zhinian coughed and turned his head in embarrassment: "It's just... I didn't expect that Mr. Jiang would still oversleep."

I asked back: "Why can't I have time to sleep?"

Xu Zhinian thought for a while and said, "Because in my impression, Mr. Jiang is a meticulous person who will not make any mistakes."

"There is no one who does not make mistakes." I smiled, "So I am like this in your eyes, like a cold... robot?"

"Robots... no." Xu Zhinian shook his head, "Mr. Jiang gives me the feeling... is very tall, far away, and very cold. I have to look up to see you. But when I see you, I don't feel cold. Instead, you can feel the warmth.”

I laughed suddenly: "You are talking about the sun."

"No." Xu Zhinian denied me.

"It's the light," he said.

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I kind of want to laugh.

I know that Xu Zhinian is trying to myth me.

But he was wrong.

How can I be light.

The me in his heart is just a phantom imagined from his dependence and trust.

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To use an analogy, his feelings for me are like the feelings a fan has for an idol.

He puts all the good qualities he thinks on the idols.

The idol is flawless, aloof, distant and strange from him.

Away from the secular world, spotless, even no need to eat and drink.

Xu Zhinian pinned his feelings on this phantom.

And I'm going to break his illusion.

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I said: "You think of me too beautifully, but also too far away."

Xu Zhinian said: "Is there?"

"Yes." I nodded, "I'm just an ordinary person, I can't shine."

"Light—is just a metaphor." Xu Zhinian said.

I went on to say: "I am not far from you, you don't need to look up, I am within your reach."

Xu Zhinian was stunned.

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"... within reach?"

"Correct."

"..."

"..."

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and many more.

I'm just making an analogy, not really asking you to reach out and touch me.

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I held his hand instead and said calmly, "Look, I have flesh and blood, and I also have a lot of negative emotions. I get angry, sad, and late because I oversleep. I'm no different from you."

So, I am not your god, nor your light.

Xu Zhinian looked at me without moving.

At that moment, the light in his eyes shone like stars.

I:"?"

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Xu Zhinian seemed to have misunderstood something.

He smiled and said, "As expected... Mr. Jiang is actually a very warm person."

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I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense.

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I originally wanted to use this conversation to eliminate his dependence on me.

But the results seem to run in the opposite direction.

The way he looked at me became hotter and brighter.

I intend to explain a few more sentences, but I meet his eyes, but I can't say a word.

My mind was filled with one thought.

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It's so pretty when his eyes light up.

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I came back to my senses, turned my eyes away in embarrassment, and changed the subject: "Do you smell anything?"

Xu Zhinian didn't react: "What?"

I let go of his hand and said, "Your omelette... seems to be burnt."

Xu Zhinian turned around quickly, holding the handle of the pot with one hand and the spatula with the other, and skillfully turned the omelet over.

The sleeves slid up and down with the movements, and the marks on the wrists disappeared in a flash, and were quickly covered again.

"It's okay." He breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not burnt, but if you fry it for a while, you won't be able to eat it."

I sniffed: "Very fragrant."

Xu Zhinian said: "I put green onions, so it will smell very good."

He put the fried omelets on separate plates and asked me, "Mr. Jiang hasn't had breakfast yet, do you want a piece?"

I glanced at the plate and shook my head: "No."

Xu Zhinian was stunned for a moment, but he still didn't give up, saying, "Although it looks ordinary, it's really delicious."

I smiled: "I don't hate it, but you don't fry much, and you still have to leave a portion for Xiao Sheng. If I eat it, won't you have nothing to eat?"

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I always go out early, so when Xu Zhinian fried the omelette, he didn't count me in, and made a portion for two.

I still don't rob them.

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Unexpectedly, Xu Zhinian laughed.

He raised his eyebrows, with a smile that couldn't be concealed on his face: "Did Mr. Jiang forget that I don't need to go out, and I'm not in a hurry to have breakfast. You eat this first, and I'll fry another piece for myself later." gone."

I was taken aback.

He added: "It's not troublesome to fry an omelet anyway."

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right.

Such a simple thing, why the hell didn't I think of it.

Seeing Xu Zhinian who was obviously in a good mood, I touched my nose in embarrassment.

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The omelets are really delicious.

When I arrived at the company, I still thought so.

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The new assistant reports at 1 p.m.

As a result, there was no one in sight.

I waited another 10 minutes before the new assistant arrived late.

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"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He apologized hastily, "I was stuck in traffic, that's why I was late."

He probably ran all the way here in a hurry, he was panting, his shoelaces were still untied, and he didn't have time to tie them.

With cold eyes, I looked at him from beginning to end.

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Male, in his 20s.

White T-shirt, jeans, canvas shoes.

Like a college student who just graduated.

Although the expression on his face was a little panicked, there was still a little scatter in his eyes.

It seems that being late is an insignificant matter, an apology and an explanation are enough.

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My eyes fell on his neck.

irritable.

His T-shirt is on backwards.

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I have mild cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder.

I hate mess, people who have no sense of time, and the variables and accidents in life.

I'm used to putting things in order.

Every fold in the clothes, every crease in the pages of the book, let me smooth out subconsciously.

Now, I can't help but want to take off his T-shirt and straighten him.

I closed my eyes and suppressed the rising restlessness in my heart.

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"Get out." I said, pointing to the door.

He froze for a moment: "What, what?"

I looked at him coldly and said, "Get out, I don't want to repeat it a third time."

He went out in a daze.

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Later, according to the statistics of unknown people in the company, he set the record for the shortest time for me to change an assistant (the previous record was held for three days, and he said that he could not bear my pressure and quickly resigned).

And it is estimated that no one will break it in the future.

Although I don't know what the meaning of this record is.

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But right now, I'm calling the manager in HR.

"next."

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The next assistant, surnamed Sun, looked experienced in his thick-rimmed glasses.

Against the backdrop of his predecessor, I have a very high tolerance for him.

Although I haven't seen any outstanding features for the time being, I am still qualified to be an assistant.

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Assistant Sun moved quickly and organized my next itinerary in an orderly manner.

When he was about to leave work, he held his notebook and said slowly, "You have a party tonight."

I frowned: "What entertainment?"

Assistant Sun said: "The Bureau of Chief Shi's team said that they called you to confirm. I was afraid that you would forget, so I called again just now."

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Mr. Shi, oh, Shi Jiazhi.

The rich second generation in this city are divided into two circles. One is the business elite like me, who basically serve as the core backbone of major groups. They talk about financial market or securities and stocks when they socialize and socialize.

There is also a dude like Yan Zhizhe who is proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, and can spend tens of millions of assets overnight.

Shi Jiazhi was an exception.

He is the best of both worlds.

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I thought for a while: "It seems that there is such a thing."

Shi Jiazhi recently had a project and wanted to cooperate with me.

I have to give face to his team.

I called home and said I would not go back at night, so that Mrs. Wang would not have to leave food for me.

Mrs. Wang is busy, and Xu Zhinian answered the phone.

My voice subconsciously softened.

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After hanging up the phone, Assistant Sun looked at me with a smile and said, "Are you reporting the itinerary to Madam? I will pay attention to it in the future."

I:"?"

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