After cohabiting with the old enemy contract

Recently, people in the investment banking department discovered that Cong He had taken a long vacation, left a lot of work behind, and disappeared without a trace.

It is puzzling that Luo Qisheng would approve Conghe's long vacation.

According to Naijia's gossip entertainment reporter Pei Zhou, when Cong He went to the CEO's office to apply for annual leave that day, there was a lot of noise in the office.

Later, when Cong He came out of the office, half of his eye circles were blue.

At noon, Naijia's staff canteen.

Pei Zhou shook his chopsticks, and like a storyteller, he muttered mysteriously to the circle of colleagues around him: "From the punch of the boss, it's clear that it was the boss Luo who hit it."

"why?"

"I don't think so. Mr. Luo is so gentle, how could he beat someone up?"

"That's right, that's right. Besides, even if there are any problems at work, you shouldn't hit people."

"Zhou Zhou, is your information accurate?"

Pei Zhou pretended to be deep, and lowered his voice: "You only know one thing and don't know the other. How could Mr. Luo beat someone because of work? This kind of thing is obviously a red-faced beauty."

"What! Mr. Luo has a girlfriend?"

"Ahhh! Then what should I do? I even bought a high-end evening dress specially for this New Year's Eve party."

Pei Zhou narrowed his eyes and looked at the girl from the marketing department: "Sister, do you still want to seduce Mr. Luo?"

"What seduce? This is called pursuit." The girl gave him a sharp look, "His man is unmarried, and my daughter is unmarried, why not?"

"Cough, cough..." Pei Zhou coughed several times, and pointed to his right earlobe, "You are new to the company this year, haven't you noticed the earring on Mr. Luo's right ear? Sister, listen A piece of advice from my brother, it doesn't matter if you want to hit anyone, but you must never hit Mr. Luo."

"What do you mean? Earrings? Is it a gift from your girlfriend?"

Pei Zhou continued to cough: "That's right."

The girl curled her lips: "Oh, if Mr. Luo has a girlfriend, then I have to go after Mr. Cheng. I heard that he is still single."

"puff--"

Pei Zhou spat out a mouthful of juice and almost passed out.

The girl happened to be sitting opposite Pei Zhou, and was sprayed straight on.

"Ah! What are you doing, Zhou Zhou!"

The girl jumped up suddenly, took a few steps back, and bumped into a person behind her unexpectedly.

"Ah, I'm sorry."

The girl hurriedly turned her head, and whispered again, "Ah, Mr. Cheng!"

Cheng Zhan helped her stabilize, and smiled slightly: "Are you all right?"

"It's all right." The girl immediately found a topic for herself, "Boss Cheng also comes to the cafeteria for lunch?"

"Well, I'll pack."

The girl left Pei Zhou and the others at the same table, followed Cheng Zhan, and lined up in the same line as him at the dining window: "Mr. Cheng, today's charcoal-grilled pork chops are not bad."

"Okay." Cheng Zhan asked the cook at the window for two yuan.

The girl was overjoyed and asked, "Mr. Cheng, I don't know if you have a partner for this welcome dance?"

Just as Cheng Zhan was about to refuse, he received a call from Luo Qisheng: "Have you bought it yet?"

Cheng Zhan carried two bags of lunch boxes and gestured to the girl: "Sorry, I have a dance partner."

After speaking, walk out of the cafeteria.

The girl looked at the direction Cheng Zhan left, and stamped her feet angrily.

Pei Zhou came to the girl's side unknowingly, and enlightened her earnestly: "Sister, when you join the company, just do your job well, and don't keep thinking about those crooked ways."

-

Before Cheng Zhan went upstairs, he bought two cups of coffee in the shopping mall along the way, and then came to the president's office with a box of lunch.

Luo Qisheng was eagerly waiting for the feeding, took the lunch box out of the bag, lifted the lid, and took a bite of the pork chop: "Why is it taking so long?"

Cheng Zhan sat across from him, opened the disposable chopsticks, and replied casually: "I met a little colleague who asked me if I could find a partner for the dance."

"Ah!" Luo Qisheng took out a tissue, covered his mouth and nose, and sneezed exaggeratedly, "Who is so ungrateful, which department?"

"Are you going to fire him?" Cheng Zhan saw his nose was red, frowned, and touched his forehead, "Did you catch a cold?"

"No, it's just an itchy nose." Luo Qisheng buried his head in his meal, and when he was about to finish eating, he said nonchalantly, "Did the senior find a dance partner?"

Cheng Zhan put down his chopsticks, stared quietly at Luo Qisheng, and said with a smile, "You, President Luo. Can I have the honor of inviting you to be my dance partner?"

Luo Qisheng's face was awkward for a moment, and immediately the corners of his lips curled up, showing a very nice smile: "Senior, I'm very happy."

"Damn it!" Cheng Zhan frantically took out his phone, "Wait! Keep that smile on! I'm going to take a picture of it and use it as a lock screen!"

Luo Qisheng came out from behind the desk, walked to Cheng Zhan, took the mobile phone in his hand, and pointed the camera at the two of them.

Cheng Zhan: "What are you doing?"

Luo Qisheng: "I want to be the lock screen too."

When Luo Qisheng pressed the camera button, he tilted his head and kissed Cheng Zhan's cheek.

The two people in the photo are so close and sticky to the point of envy.

Cheng Zhan saw Luo Qisheng set the photo as the phone lock screen without hesitation.

It's simply a presumptuous public show of affection.

Cheng Zhan looked embarrassed: "Is it too direct?"

Luo Qisheng raised his eyebrows: "I like it."

Cheng Zhan turned on the phone silently, gritted his teeth, and changed the lock screen.He looked at it for a few more minutes, and suddenly felt that this was pretty good, at least he could clearly reject those pretenders with special intentions.

Like the girl in the cafeteria.

The first incoming call pops up on the lock screen that has just been set.

Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu said on the phone: "I checked He's mobile phone, and the album and video in it have not been uploaded to the cloud. I will deal with it directly here."

"Thank you brother-in-law."

Zhou Yu: "In addition, the indictment you want is ready, and now it is officially entering the legal process, and has applied for approval to arrest Conghe."

Luo Qisheng sued Conghe earlier for the crime of obstructing the company's management order.

Cong He took advantage of his position to forge the Naijia contract to guarantee Sheng Zhe.Seek substantial private gain for yourself.In addition, in the recording of the phone call, he wanted to operate in the dark and bribe the company's executives.

It's not just that Naijia wants to fire him, the crime of obstructing the company's management order can directly send him to prison.

"However, he seems to be planning to flee overseas, and someone has already hunted him down. Do you want to come and see the scene?" Zhou Yu added seriously, "By the way, I will pick up your sister, she will fly to Jiangcheng tonight."

Luo Qisheng sniffed: "Picking up the old lady is the real problem."

"I'm on duty, so I can't come." Zhou Yu smiled, "Say hello to Ah Zhan for me."

-

At night, in the parking lot of Jiangcheng International Airport.

At night, Cong He was still wearing a pair of oversized sunglasses, and the brim of the peaked cap was pulled down very low.

The man looked around furtively, dragged a suitcase, and hurried towards the elevator entrance.

"Cong Zong, you are in such a hurry to go on vacation?"

Cheng Zhan came out from behind a pillar in the parking lot and stopped him with a gentle and kind smile on his face.

"..." After a pause, he tripped over the suitcase and staggered two steps, "Why are you here?"

"Mr. Luo agreed to your vacation, not to let you slip out of the country, but to let you hand over the work in hand early so as not to delay the company's operation. In addition, your dismissal contract is already being processed by the HR department."

"Cheng Zhan." Cong He pretended to be close, "We are colleagues at least once. If you let me go, I will remember this favor."

Cheng Zhan didn't appreciate it: "You owe so much usury, and now you have no job and got into a lawsuit, what do I want you to do, what can you use to pay it back?

From the general point of view, you should be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist. I think you should plead guilty. "

"Fart!" Cong Hesuo tore his face, and said in a vicious voice, "The CEO's seat should have been mine! How could it be Luo Qisheng's turn! Why did he parachute! Why did he grab my seat! "

Cheng Zhan suddenly felt that Conghe's eyes changed, and he took out a utility knife from his pocket, pushed out the blade with a "crack", and roared wildly: "Get out of the way, or don't blame me for being rude."

Cong He looked fiercely, and rushed towards Cheng Zhan with a blade in hand.

Not far away, several police and judicial personnel were approaching quickly.

When Cong He noticed those people, he was determined to take Cheng Zhan hostage and escape.

"Ah!"

"when!"

Conghe clutched his wrist in pain, staggered back a few steps, and stared at the man in front of him in disbelief.

"Stubbornly obsessed." Luo Qisheng said indifferently.

Cong He held up the utility knife and rushed towards Cheng Zhan, Luo Qisheng stepped out from the slanting stab, a hand knife slashed on his wrist, and the utility knife fell to the ground on the spot.

Afterwards, several judicial officers arrested Cong He on the spot and took him away.

From the moment He was escorted into the car, he suddenly smiled at Cheng Zhan: "Do you think Luo Qisheng can sit back and relax after killing me? Hahahaha!"

"Hahahaha!"

As the police car drove away, Cong He's wild laughter continued, echoing in the empty parking lot.

"What does he mean?" Cheng Zhan became worried unconsciously.

"Ignore him, I don't know what nonsense he is talking about."

Luo Qisheng's eyes lowered quietly.Then, he took Cheng Zhan's hand, "Go, pick up the old lady."

The flight from New York to Jiangcheng landed.

Luo Yiran walked out pulling the box, and started waving at them from afar.

"Azhan!"

Luo Yiran walked up to the two of them, and couldn't wait to take out a beautifully wrapped gift box from the handbag, "This is what my mother said I must give it to you, thank you for your great help last time."

"What is it?" Cheng Zhan turned it up and down curiously.

Luo Yiran secretly glanced at Luo Qisheng, and pulled Cheng Zhan away from him.

Luo Yiran pulled Cheng Zhan aside, and whispered, "This is all my brother's work."

Cheng Zhan was even more curious: "What work?"

Luo Yiran covered her mouth and replied with a smile: "You."

-

The two first sent Luo Yiran to the hotel, and then returned to the villa. It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening.

Luo Qisheng seemed to have really caught a cold, or maybe it was because the underground parking lot was too cold. The heat he had been suppressing was finally stimulated.

It's just that he and Shen Mingshuo had an international meeting and couldn't sleep, so Cheng Zhan had to make him a cup of ginger tea and let him take it to the study.

in the bedroom.

Cheng Zhan carefully opened the gift Tang Qingyu gave him, and inside was a neatly bound plastic book.

The moment he saw the cover, Cheng Zhan suddenly took a deep breath.

This is a sketchbook. On the cover, a teenager is sitting in the window seat of the classroom, staring at the sky absentmindedly.

That boy was Cheng Zhan.

Cheng Zhan flipped through the pages of the book...

A thick sketchbook with only one person in it.

Cheng Zhan.

He taught Luo Qisheng how to play basketball.

Take him to eat on skewers, squatting on the side of the road.

In the competition field, focus on the way you answer the questions.

Luo Qisheng gave him the bullet, the man looked very happy.

……

Also in front of Jiangmen Gate, this man followed Luo Qisheng with a smile and said, "I'll wait for you."

Everything is Cheng Zhan at every moment.

And every painting has a signature.

My favorite senior.

lo.

Cheng Zhan watched one by one, his eyes slowly getting wet.

The eye sockets were sore, and some tears dripped uncontrollably on the painting, Cheng Zhan hurriedly wiped them away.

Fortunately, each painting has a plastic seal.

Cheng Zhan couldn't wait anymore, holding the picture book, he hurried out of the study.

He was just about to open the door and go in, but he heard Shen Mingshuo's serious voice coming from inside.

"When are you going to tell Ah Zhan about this?"