When cannon fodder becomes a sand sculpture

Xuan Zhe is used to Western breakfast, because it is convenient, Chinese breakfast has been rarely cooked for him since he moved out, simple pumpkin porridge, cold side dishes, and hot steamed buns, Wen Shuang didn't know what time he got up, The table was full, and the aroma was tangy.

"I saw that there were not many ingredients in the refrigerator, so I made some casually, Mr. Xuan, try it." Wen Shuang took off the apron naturally, completely unaware of the impact of the little powder on him.

Xuan Zhe glanced at it calmly, and then looked at the table full of breakfast: "I haven't exercised yet."

exercise?This word is too long and unfamiliar to Wen Shuang, why do people exercise when they are alive?Wouldn't it be nice to be a salted fish lying down peacefully?

"It's okay not to exercise once in a while." Wen Shuang was hungry, but he persuaded Xuan Zhe with all his strength, "Really, Mr. Xuan eat quickly, we have to go to work after eating."

The appearance of this meal was really good. Xuan Zhe put on his shirt and sat down at the dining table. He ate almost without any movement, revealing the elegance and decentness carefully raised by the nobles of the family. Even Wen Shuang was affected by it and dared not say anything. sound.

The taste is really good, the porridge is soft, glutinous and sweet, the side dishes are refreshing, and the meat buns are also delicious. Xuanzhe wiped his mouth with a paper towel. A seemingly weak but diverse minded person, he has no young master's life and a young master's disease. Let's put it this way, if no one treats Wenshuang, he will either go to the restaurant or order takeaway, so when did he practice such a good cooking skill?

There is always something wrong.

Xuanzhe got up and went upstairs to change clothes, and Cao Nanyu just arrived when he came down.

And there was one more person on the co-driver, an old man over sixty years old, he was thinner but hale and hearty, he kept squinting and smiling, until he saw Xuan Zhe and Wen Shuang coming out of the house at the same time, he stopped talking halfway live.

Cao Nanyu hurriedly explained: "Vice President Qian, that is Wen Shuang, the newly hired translator by President Xuan. It was already late last night after we separated from Mr. Di Landa. At President Xuan’s house.”

"Assistant Cao..." Vice President Qian said in an indescribable manner, "Don't you find it hot to use the word 'following the trend'?"

Cao Nanyu: "..." To be honest, he also has some doubts about life.

Even if Wen Shuang "drops" into the cell, there is absolutely no reason to "stop" at Xuanzhe's house. Xuanzhe has a very strong "territorial awareness" and is extremely difficult to accept strangers and things. Wen Shuang has only been in the company for a few days ah?

Although there are hundreds of thousands of reasons in my heart, Vice President Qian is also a good person. When Xuan Zhe and Wen Shuang got on the car, he immediately returned to smiling and pretended not to know anything. Cao Nanyu left Wen Shuang at the company gate, and he drove Xuan Zhe and Qian The vice president went to a meeting, and by coincidence, the scene of Wen Shuang getting off the black Bentley was seen by some people. There were some rumors that morning, and when Vice President Qian returned, the rumors began to go astray.

Wen Shuang may never have dreamed that one of Quan Yi's shareholders, Vice President Qian who was Xuanzhe's father's right-hand man when he was young, had the greatest hobby in his life to gossip.

As soon as Vice President Qian entered the office, he said to his confidant: "Hey, do you know? The new translator is called... Wen Shuang! Yes, Wen Shuang stayed at Mr. Xuan's house last night."

But he didn't say why he lived there, and he was acting like a follower. Vice President Qian's confidants were not small-mouthed, and they couldn't wait to share with others as soon as they walked out of the office.

"Hey, the newcomer Wen Shuang has moved into Mr. Xuan's house."

"Hey, Wen Shuang lives in Mr. Xuan's house, they have that kind of relationship!"

"Hey, don't you know? Xuan is always Wen Shuang's boyfriend. No wonder Wen Shuang is by Xuan's side as soon as he comes in."

"Hey, Mr. Xuan is so possessive, you should avoid Wen Shuang when you see him in the future!"

"..."

Wen Shuang didn't know about this, but found that colleagues who came in and out always looked at him intentionally or unintentionally.

"Damn it!" Fang Su hugged his mobile phone and gossiped with his good sister - the manager of the brokerage department, a real gay who loves dyed hair, a pink shirt lover, and Quan Yi's flirtatious brother Feng Tao.

You must know that Feng Tao flirted with Xuan Zhe for a long time when he first came in, until he made a mistake at work and was sprayed by Xuan Zhe expressionlessly for more than 20 minutes at a meeting. Since then, I have completely cut off my thoughts on Gao Ling's Flower Xuan, but this does not prevent Feng Tao from liking Xuan Zhe's face, and continuing to YY him with others, especially the company's male artists. Of course, Xuan Zhe keeps himself clean, and Feng Tao usually entertains himself Zile, who would have thought that a dark horse would come out on the way, Feng Tao immediately went to the personnel department to retrieve Wen Shuang's information after getting the news.

Wen Shuang's face also stood out on the gold standard of "ID card photo", and the smile on the entry certificate photo immediately hit Feng Tao's heart!

Feng Tao immediately found his good sister Fang Su, and the two crowed in the tea restaurant.

"What kind of fairy bridge is this?" Feng Tao's eyes lit up, he poked at the phone, followed the company's people in vests, and built buildings on the forum.

Fang Su responded with a smile, but a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Wen Shuang poured a cup of coffee and came out of the tea room, bumping into Zhao Jiaqing from the same department.

Zhao Jiaqing asked Wen Shuang to print the documents before but was rejected. Wen Shuang thought that the relationship between the two was over, because Zhao Jiaqing could tell from his face that he was a vengeful person. Who knew that when he came back, he looked like a normal person. They were able to greet each other eagerly, making the two seem to have known each other for more than ten years.

Wen Shuang didn't want to speculate on others with malice, but he always felt that something was weird.

"Where's the coffee?" Zhao Jiaqing exchanged pleasantries with Wenshuang.

He was standing at the door to receive the water, and didn't have any intention of getting out of the way. Wen Shuang just pretended that he wasn't paying attention, and started chatting, but Zhao Jiaqing frowned suddenly while chatting, "Huh?", and then picked up the phone Swipe a bit, "Hello?" He paused for a moment and sighed: "But I have to go downstairs to get something in a while, do you need it urgently? All right, I'll ask my colleagues for help, and then I'll come over right away."

Wen Shuang immediately sounded the alarm in his heart.

Sure enough, Zhao Jiaqing shook the phone at Wenshuang, and said apologetically, "Wenshuang, I'm in a hurry right now, can you help me get something downstairs?"

Wen Shuang shook her head resolutely: "You can find someone else, Mr. Xuan wants a translation from me, and I want it now."

When mentioning Xuanzhe, Zhao Jiaqing hesitated, but he still did not give up and said, "Just now?"

"Yes, now, I go up and down for at least 5 minutes, but President Xuan will scold me for being one minute late." Wen Shuang nimbly squeezed out of the gap beside Zhao Jiaqing, and pointed to the office: "I'll go back first, Otherwise, you know President Xuan's firepower."

Zhao Jiaqing didn't say anything more, and after Wen Shuang's figure disappeared, he changed his face and said coldly: "Mr. Xuan, open your mouth, and shut your mouth, Mr. Xuan. I'm afraid others won't know that you followed him. Men are disgusting to men!"

Wen Shuang wiped his sweat after returning to his seat, and perfectly avoided a minefield. It wasn't that he didn't help Zhao Jiaqing, but that his acting skills were too stiff. When he took out his phone just now, the screen was black, and no one called at all. , He just wants to go down by himself, who knows what is waiting below.

And when he was about to get off work, Wen Shuang received Fang Su's WeChat message: [On the negative floor, help me get a file and upload it, there is a car waiting, the license plate number is XXX]

Wen Shuang didn't think about it, the other party was 1, don't worry, thinking that the other party might be busy and didn't have time, so he took the elevator to the negative floor, which was divided into two halves, and the left side was the refrigerated area, because Quan Yi was too big , so many mouths, not to mention the hotter and hotter daily drinks, even the vegetable and meat reserves in the cafeteria are a lot of money, and there is no way to store them without building a cold storage. Walking a short distance to the right is the parking lot.

When Wen Shuang came out, the elevator on the right was under maintenance, so he could only get off the elevator on the left and come to the cold storage first, but it took a few minutes to walk.

But when passing by a cold storage room where the electric switch was turned on, a strong force came from behind, Wen Shuang was unprepared, and the whole person fell inside, before falling to the ground, the sound of the electric switch falling to the ground, Wen Shuang ignored the pain in the palm He got up suddenly and rushed back, but the gate had already been closed, no matter how much he slapped it, it would be of no avail.

Wen Shuang's face turned pale, and she was calculated.