The wealthy young master is a money fan

Yan Heng sent Pei Ji a few pictures of his new fullness, thinking that if he replied, he would follow along and ask him how his internship was, whether he was used to it, whether he wanted to have dinner together at night, and so on.

However, the news had been sent out all afternoon, and it was as if nothing had disappeared, and there was no reply at all from the other side.

Yan Heng was thinking that Pei Ji had changed his mind, or that he was not cute enough.

It was Pei Ji's first day at work, and Yan Heng didn't want to be too ostentatious, and he couldn't run down to ask him why he didn't reply to the message, and poked the other person's head a few times as if to vent his anger.

Then the phone vibrated twice, and the words "I took a picture of 'Little Dean'" appeared.

Looking at this reminder, Yan Heng was wondering when the 'Take a shot' function would be available, and the person he tapped finally replied.

Pei Ji: [rolling eyes]

Unexpectedly, there was a surprise, Yan Heng raised his eyebrows, and quickly typed:

【What are you doing? 】

Pei Ji answered as always concisely: [Go to work. 】

Yan Heng scanned his watch, it was already 5:23 in the afternoon, and it was almost time to get off work.

Yan Heng: [After get off work, you go directly to the Angel's House? 】

Pei Ji has already finished the work assigned by the team leader today, and is waiting to get off work like everyone around her. Seeing Yan Heng's message, she replied: [Is there something wrong? 】

Yan Heng flexed his left hand, tapped it lightly on the table a few times, and typed with one hand: 【Sit in the ride? 】

Pei Ji: [No. 】

Jiangcheng Garden and Angel's House are in two directions, which way should they go?

Yan Heng was not surprised by Pei Ji's answer, and asked again:

[Really not sitting? 】

Pei Ji's phone is on silent during working hours, he flipped through the chat history, and found that Yan Heng sent him messages every once in a while, as if checking in regularly.

After saving two pictures of cats, Pei Ji crossed the river and demolished the bridge: 【Are you busy at work? 】Yan Heng smiled, and deliberately misinterpreted the meaning between the lines: 【Why, you're starting to care about me now? 】Pei Ji gave him a blank stare, put the phone aside, and ignored him.

The company goes to work at 08:30 in the morning, leaves at 05:30 in the afternoon, takes a two-hour break at noon, and works for seven hours. Yan Heng didn't ask everyone to '996'. Overtime work of more than half an hour is considered overtime pay, which is still a conscience.

When clocking out of get off work, someone greeted Pei Ji with a smile:

"Pei Ji is off work."

Pei Ji glanced at the other party, but couldn't tell his name, it seemed that he belonged to their department, so he nodded his head in response.

This time there were only two interns in the department, Pei Ji and Dai Jinge, a man and a woman, both of whom were not of ordinary appearance, so it was not surprising that everyone could call out his name.

But there are so many people in their department, no matter how good Pei Ji's memory is, it's impossible to remember everyone on the first day.

The old employee who took the initiative to say hello did not expect Pei Ji to react so coldly, and when he walked away, he still froze on the spot without reacting

Ok?

Just huh?

Seeing his surprised look, the companion beside him lightly bumped his waist with an elbow, making fun of him: "Are you stupid? Are you hot on your face and cold on your ass?"

"The times are different now, and young people think differently, and they can't stand being wronged. It's not like when we first joined the company, we had to be humble to the old people."

The person who was hit touched the tip of his nose and came back to his senses:

"Say hello, why is it so low and small? You don't get on the line."

"I heard that Pei Ji has a cold personality, so don't take it to heart."

"I'm not going to have trouble with a child."

"Come on, go drink,"

"Let's go~"

Pei Ji was completely unaware that his brief response had also aroused discussions among the old employees about the thinking and attitude of the new generation of young people, so he went straight to the parking lot. Cool air: "Young master has worked hard at work."

The box is full of ice cubes. Besides a few glasses of iced drinks, there are also fruits such as lychees, watermelons, and cantaloupes.

The iced drink is handmade by Pei Ji's chef, and the taro balls inside are kneaded by themselves after buying glutinous rice flour.

In the summer full of heat, it is a burst of happiness to have such a box of cool and refreshing summer products after get off work.

The office has air-conditioning, but the weather is in the thirties, and the road to the parking lot is also hot. Pei Ji took the drink and held it in his hand, saying that he should go to the hospital.

After he went to work, his schedule became much tighter, so he couldn't visit Pei Qian every week.

Pei Qian's condition is good recently, the doctor said to observe for a few more days, if the condition is good, she can be discharged from the hospital first, and it's good to come to the hospital for check-ups regularly.

Pei Qian couldn't be happier. She has been eating more seriously recently, so she wants to be discharged from the hospital and return to the Angel's Home as soon as possible.

The medical staff in the hospital took good care of her, but she knew that every day she stayed in the hospital was worth money, and going out one day earlier would save one day of money.

On the way, Pei Ji picked out some lychees that were frozen in the box, but refused to eat them. Peng Gaojun knew that he prepared them for Pei Qian.

Little girls like to eat this kind of sweet and slightly sour fruit, but Pei Qian is a sick person, so she can't eat it too cold.

Peng Gaojun drove the car without looking sideways, thinking in his heart that the young master looked like he didn't care about anything, but for those who cared, he was terribly careful and thought about everything.

……

The next day at work, Pei Ji hadn't walked to his desk yet, Yin Xing, who was sitting next to him, smiled ambiguously at him: "Yes, Pei Ji."

Yin Xing is four or five years older than Pei Ji. He joined the company after graduation and has been working for more than two years.

Yin Xing talked nonsense, but the people around him laughed. It was only when Pei Ji approached the work station that he realized what they were laughing at.

On his desk, there is a box of chocolates.

Seeing this box of chocolates that came out of nowhere, Pei Ji paused.

Dai Jinge poked his head out from the side, and said that this brand of chocolate is super delicious and expensive, a small piece costs tens of dollars, and this box costs hundreds of dollars.

Pei Ji opened the chair and sat down, and asked:

"Who put it?"

"I don't know." Yin Xing shook his head: "This chocolate is here when I come."

The people around laughed, and half-jokingly said that Pei Ji was so charming that someone gave him such expensive chocolates the next day after work.

Some people lamented that being handsome is different, and took the opportunity to ask Pei Ji if he had a girlfriend, and if there were so many girls in his department, should he digest it internally.

As soon as these words came out, many people in the office strained their ears, especially the young girls, who were paying attention to Pei Ji's answer.

There are only a few people who know what he likes, and Pei Ji knows who sent the chocolates.

Picking up the chocolate and looking at it, Pei Ji put it aside and turned on the computer.

Seeing his reaction, the booing people around knew that he would not answer, and they all dispersed.

Adults are not like students. After the age of being curious about who likes whom, and who is rejected by class flower confession today, everyone just wants to get rich and make money.

Everyone followed the gossip, and if the person involved didn't answer, they went to do their own thing.

Not long after, Yan Heng received a message from the little principal for the first time.

Clicking on the dialog box, it was a photo of chocolate taken by Pei Ji.

Yan Heng felt that the kid was quite smart, so he typed slowly, and before he had sent the message asking him if the chocolate was good, he received a reminder to transfer the money.

Seeing the 19 yuan that Pei Ji transferred, Yan Heng was taken aback, deleted the typed words, and sent a question mark.

Pei Ji said concisely: 【Chocolate. 】

Yan Heng was delighted, and asked: [Why is it nineteen? 】

Let's not talk about how much that box of chocolates cost, but why nineteen? He was not given 20 yuan.

Yan Heng was very curious about how the little dean calculated.

Pei Ji didn't answer, but only asked him to collect the money.

It's only 19 yuan, Pei Ji insisted, and Yan Heng clicked to accept it.

After receiving the money and then sending a message, the other party would not reply, and Yan Heng regretted it. If he had known earlier, he would not have been in a hurry to collect the money.

The secretary went in to deliver coffee to Yan Heng, but was stopped when she turned to leave.

"Chocolate, 19 yuan, what can you think of?" Yan Heng turned to look at the secretary.

Miss Secretary was puzzled, and was taken aback: "Huh?"

What chocolate, what money?

Yan Zong repeated it again.

Intuition told Yan Heng that there must be a reason why the little dean transferred 19 yuan to him, but he racked his brains and couldn't figure out the connection between chocolate and [-].

He didn't even think that the secretary was even more confused, but when the boss asked, she pondered for two seconds, bit the bullet, and tentatively asked, "Can I buy a piece of chocolate for 19 yuan?"

Yan Heng: "..."

Yan Heng waved his hand and let people go down.

Seeing the look of disgust in Yan Zong's eyes, the secretary thought to herself, this is some kind of weird question.

After leaving the office, the secretary asked her colleagues the same question, and the answers of others were similar to hers.

Seeing that everyone was at a loss, Miss Secretary was relieved that it was not her problem.

During lunch, Pei Ji ate the meals made by Shu Pan himself. When he finished eating and went upstairs, there were very few people in the office, and most of them didn't come back.

When going out to eat, you need to make it to order, and you have to queue up during peak dining hours. There are many people in the staff cafeteria, and you also need to queue up, so the only people in the office are those who bring their own lunch boxes and order takeaway.

Pei Ji finished and checked the unfinished form in the morning, and sent it to the team leader, then picked up the water cup and walked to the tea room.

The employees of the company are treated very well. The pantry provides them with various snacks such as bread, candy, potato chips and popcorn, as well as various beverages, tea, and even hand-ground coffee.

It’s just that hand-ground coffee needs to be ground by yourself. Few people have the leisure to grind coffee during working hours, and everyone prefers instant coffee.

The meat stuffed tofu at noon was a bit salty, Pei Ji wanted to get a glass of water.

However, when he walked into the tea room, before he opened the door and entered, the whispered conversation inside came from the crack of the door and entered his ears: "Look at him, he is indifferent to everyone, and he deliberately acts like a cool person." Set, it looks disgusting."

"That looks like green tea. I didn't expect someone to be blind, so I rushed to post it the next day."

"That box of chocolates is not cheap, more than 500 for a small box."

"It's really worth the money. Have you noticed that he came to the company wearing a fake one today, which made me feel embarrassed for him."

"As for his suit yesterday, it was 'P.L' this year's spring and summer show. Not to mention luxury, there are only a dozen pieces in the world. After a set, the price is seven figures. He is only a student. Where is it? affordable."

"Vanity, it's too embarrassing to buy a high imitation without knowing the brand price."

"Maybe he doesn't understand either, thinking that others can't see it. I also happened to have the opportunity to go to see PL's talent this year, and I can tell at a glance that he is wearing fake clothes."

"You have been to the scene, it's amazing, how did you see it?"

The other person spoke with undisguised complacency in his tone:

"Hey, the styles are different, it's obviously fake."

The author has something to say: Brother: Fake?You look at me and say it again.

President Yan: Today is also a day to wait for a reply_(:з”∠)_

Pei Pei: ...