Boss Bingshan wants to be loved

Because he said harsh words to Xu Luo in the office in the morning, Ji Qing was a little anxious all morning, for fear that the young man would resign on impulse, and he would be "passively broken in love" again.

So throughout the morning, Ji Qing would look up at the direction of Xu Luo's work position during breaks in work, fearing that the more he thought about it, the more he would get angry and rush over and say he wanted to resign.

But in fact, Xu Luo didn't take his words to heart at all. When it comes to admonishing himself, Xu Luo always goes in one ear and out the other.

As a salted fish, if he didn't even have the ability to bear this, then he would have been forced by his father to work hard.

But in fact, he didn't.

It is enough to see that laziness is Xu Luo's nature.

Ji Qing's gaze didn't attract Xu Luo's attention, but Lin Jue, who was next to his desk, was sitting on pins and needles. While pretending to be working seriously, he kept glancing towards Xu Luo from the corner of his eyes, warning him in a low voice.

"You are still fishing, the supervisor is watching you."

"I'm not fishing." Xu Luo slid the mouse, his eyes seemed to be glued to the computer screen, and said without turning his head, "I'm working hard and knowing about competing products."

Lin Jue rolled his eyes, "You close the game strategy post before talking to me."

"Wait a minute, I'm almost done."

Xu Luo was still sliding the mouse quickly until he scrolled down to the bottom of the post, then switched the window, turned to look at Lin Jue, and said solemnly.

"Didn't our team accept a game order recently? Didn't I happen to be looking at other people's advertisements and plans?"

Xu Luo's department is mainly responsible for undertaking the advertising placement and planning of various commodities.

With the development of the Internet, in addition to outdoor placement and TV station placement, more and more efficient advertisements are placed on video websites, browser pages, and various social, news, life, and sharing apps.

In the current environment, it can be said that every message that is pushed to the user is spent behind it.

What Xu Luo and the others have to do is how to spend more money, so that Party A's father can get more and more accurate users.

But how could Lin Jue fail to see Xu Luo's fishing technique, stopped his hand that was frantically typing on the keyboard while chatting with the girl, glanced at Xu Luo, and said leisurely.

"I remember that Party A's father made a small program game. It has nothing to do with the end games you watch. The user groups are different."

"Hey." Xu Luo, who was exposed, was not embarrassed, raised his eyebrows, turned around and clicked on another post, "They are all game users, maybe they have something in common."

"I believe in you asshole."

Lin Jue leaned over and wanted to strongly "condemn" Xu Luo's behavior of fishing at work, and to see which game's strategy it was, but when he looked up, he felt Ji Qing's gaze through the glass wall of the office, straight Scanned over.

"Don't look at it."

Lin Jue hurriedly straightened her body, stared at her screen, continued to reply to the girl's news on the company's WeChat, and opened her mouth slightly.

"The supervisor is here again. He has been paying attention to you all morning. You must be being watched by him."

"Huh? Is the supervisor looking at me?"

Xu Luo raised his head subconsciously and looked over the display screen in the direction of Ji Qing's office.

"Don't! Don't look back!" Lin Jue wanted to reach out and push Xu Luo's head down.

But it was already too late, the moment Xu Luo raised his head, he happened to meet Ji Qing's gaze, and the two gazes collided silently in the air.

Xu Luo was not embarrassed at all, and smiled generously at Ji Qing, before looking down at his screen again.

"How dare you?" Lin Jue stood aside in admiration.

"What's the matter, he can't see my screen." Xu Luo continued to read his game strategy.

"Besides, aren't you still chatting with girls?"

"Sister's head." When Lin Jue was speaking, he didn't stop typing on the keyboard, "Didn't you see that this is WeChat Enterprise, this is the agency of an advertising agency."

"Is it the agent who came to the company last time? I remember that he looks pretty..."

Just as Xu Luo wanted to praise the agent, Lin Jue suddenly narrowed his eyes and took a serious look at Xu Luo.

"You're done. Look at the supervisor's face. It must be your playful smile that made him angry."

"Ah?" Xu Luo wanted to raise his head to look in the direction of the office again, but this time Lin Jue quickly pressed his shoulder with his hand, and the two of them peeked between the two monitors.

Sure enough, Ji Qing frowned slightly, with a serious expression on his face.

Xu Luo looked at the opened post, and then looked at the delivery plan that hadn't been completed yet. In order to avoid being scolded, let's make a plan first.

It was rare for Xu Luo to seriously start working on a weekday morning, while Ji Qing in the office was trying to calm down.

He smiled at me again.

He is really handsome when he smiles, but I have to hold back, I have to keep my normal look.

Ah, if I can't bear it anymore, my brows will wrinkle.

The brain cells started to be used in the morning, making Xu Luo hungry before lunch break.

"Would you like to go to the cafeteria downstairs together?" Lin Jue extended an invitation to Xu Luo.

Xu Luo wanted to agree, but when he thought that Ji Qing seemed to be eating in the cafeteria at noon, he silently refused.

Half a day had passed on Monday, and Xu Luo didn't want to be caught by the supervisor and read it again.

"You go, I'll go to the fast food restaurant opposite."

The companies in the office building park almost all take a lunch break at this time, and Xu Luo waited in line for a long time before eating lunch.

After eating, Xu Luo basked in the sun on a chair in the park, and walked slowly towards the office building, when he suddenly saw a girl in his group walking, looked at her phone, and suddenly ran quickly.

Um?What's the rush?

Xu Luo continued to sway slowly, and suddenly remembered, could it be that the lunch break is almost over?

He took out his phone and checked, and it was indeed so.

But he didn't want to run, it was too embarrassing, but when he thought that Ji Qing had gotten angry at him twice in the morning, he reluctantly quickened his pace a little.

But even so, when he reached the elevator entrance, he still missed an elevator.

"Eh."

Before Xu Luo could make a sound, he watched the elevator door slowly close, but between the cracks in the door, he saw a hand with slender fingers reaching towards the button board inside the elevator.

In the next second, the elevator door that was about to close slowly opened.

"Thanks……"

Xu Luo just wanted to raise his head to thank, "The elevator is here, get up quickly."

Suddenly, a group of employees from the same office building who seemed to have just returned from the lunch team rushed over.

Xu Luo didn't like to be crowded with people, so she had to go inside the elevator, but she didn't expect that there were still a group of people behind, as if they were rushing for time, they kept pushing into the elevator.

Xu Luo didn't pay attention to what was behind him, and was suddenly squeezed into the corner of the elevator. Seeing that there was another person in front of him, he quickly supported the elevator wall with his hands, and subconsciously locked the person in front of him with a "boom".

I should not be this person.

It wasn't until the elevator door closed and the elevator began to slowly rise that Xu Luo lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the person in front of him.

It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it, Xu Luo feels that the more you look at it, the more familiar it becomes.

Meticulous suits, white shirts, ties with simple designs and colors, and those slightly ascetic gold-rimmed glasses.

Isn't this your supervisor?

Xu Luo felt a little embarrassed and yelled softly.

"director."

I obviously went to the opposite side to eat to avoid Ji Qing, but why did I bump into him in the elevator, and it turned into such a situation.

Hey, am I about to be scolded again?

Xu Luo resigned himself to waiting for the storm to come, but at this time, Ji Qing, who was stuck in the corner of the elevator, was pounding wildly in his heart.

Ji Qing's height of 180 basically crushed a group of male colleagues who were struggling on the 175 line in the company. In addition, he was always in a suit, with a cold face and full aura, so no one dared to get close.

But even if the aura is added, Ji Qing still looks a little thin in front of Xu Luo, who is nearly 190 tall.

Not to mention that Xu Luo has wide shoulders, wide shoulders and long legs, with excellent proportions, and loves sports, basketball, badminton, and tennis. There is basically nothing he doesn't like to play, and he has developed a body with tight muscles.

At this time, Xu Luo supported the wall of the elevator with his hands, covered Ji Qing, and pressed the whole person over, making Ji Qing feel an unprecedented sense of security, as if he, a 180-degree iceberg, could be a little bird by Xu Luo's side for a while So much so that his expression management was somewhat ineffective for a while.

"director?"

Seeing that Ji Qing hadn't said a word, Xu Luo lowered his head and moved closer.

Unexpectedly, Ji Qing didn't look up at him at all, but turned his head and looked away.

Xu Luo thought that Ji Qing was angry, and was about to look away, but he caught a glimpse of the manager's ears turning slightly red, and after a long time, he let out a muffled sound.

This, what is this?

Xu Luo was brought back to her senses by that faint hum.

I didn't expect my boss with facial paralysis to be embarrassed.

Xu Luo thought that Ji Qing only had two expressions: cold and angry, and it was too cute to secretly turn her ears red like this.

Xu Luo felt strange, and couldn't help but look at Ji Qing a few more times, only to realize that Ji Qing's complexion was fair, the kind of white that was covered by sitting in the office all the year round, the eyelashes covered by the glasses were very long, when she lowered her head slightly , the roots are distinct and connected into one piece.

Seeing that Ji Qing's ears were only blushing, Xu Luo didn't know why she even felt a little shy.

The two stood facing each other, they did not speak in tacit agreement, and did not dare to meet their eyes.

Fortunately, the elevator reached the floor soon, and the two squeezed out of the elevator one after the other.

Seeing that Ji Qing walked into the company, Xu Luo turned around and went to the bathroom, as if he didn't intend to preach to him, so he walked back to his desk with ease.

Although the episode on the elevator was interesting, Xu Luo was not such a boring person, so he didn't take it to heart. Seeing that he had escaped, he wrote the plan while paddling in the afternoon.

It wasn't until 10 minutes before the end of get off work that Xu Luo cheered up and made preparations for leaving get off work in advance. When the jump from 17:59 to 18:00, he clocked out of get off work on time and was the first to walk out of the office.

When passing by the door of Ji Qing's office, Xu Luo took a special look inside. Ji Qing was staring at the computer and didn't know what he was looking at.

It seems that you can't meet them in the elevator when you get off work.

Xu Luo came up with this idea inexplicably, but put it aside in a blink of an eye, pressed the elevator and sat in the underground garage, and drove home happily.

Xu Luo has always felt that life after get off work is life, and going to work is like serving a sentence, which is against human nature.

So after returning home, Xu Luo freed his instincts, first ordered a calorie-explosive hamburger set meal, then turned on the computer, and started the night game life with his online friends.

After playing a few games, Xu Luo saw that it was already 11 o'clock in the evening. Although he was not enjoying himself enough, but thinking of his precarious attendance, he still apologized to his teammates and went offline to take a shower.

Before laying down under the covers and getting ready for bed, Xu Luo picked up his mobile phone to check videos and browse Weibo as usual.

As a result, I opened Weibo and found that a group of photos appeared on my homepage after forwarding several times.

Weibo friend "I don't know the depth" passionately forwarded and commented: Thugs in suits!

Seeing the suit, Xu Luo couldn't help but think of Ji Qing. He thought Ji Qing looked good in a suit, paired with thin-rimmed glasses, and in the words of the "I don't know the depth" circle, she is an iceberg beauty.

This "not knowing the depth" is a 0 that Xu Luo knows.

Just like Xu Luo's casual attitude towards work, Xu Luo doesn't have too many restrictions on her own aptitude.

When he was in school, Xu Luo had received confessions from both boys and girls. He didn't care too much about gender, but felt that none of them touched his heart, so he rejected them all.

But because of his good personality, he has all kinds of friends around him.

Xu Luo glanced at the retweets on Weibo, and clicked in.

He suddenly wanted to see who looked better in a suit, this blogger or his supervisor.

In the first photo, only the neck to the chest was taken, not the face.

The tie tightly tied around the neck, the clean white shirt, and the obvious protruding Adam's apple, obviously have no hints, but it makes people feel that there is a little bit of abstinence in the abstinence.

Xu Luo flicked his finger, and the photo changed to the next one.

There is also no face showing, and the original angle is still there, but in this photo, the tie is messed up, the button of the shirt is unbuttoned, the suit jacket is half off, and a mole is exposed on the collar of the neck, which is just right to lure the eyes in front of the screen. It seems to be implying something.

But Xu Luo's mind subconsciously thought of Ji Qing's head slightly lowered in the elevator today, with red ears.

If he was messed up like this, his face would be redder than in the elevator.

Xu Luo felt as if a dangerous thought had occurred to him, so he quickly chased away his thoughts and continued to look at the next picture.

In the third one, not only did he not show his face, even his neck was gone, and only his hands were patted.

The palm of the right hand is turned upside down in front of the camera, revealing a beautiful wrist, and the left hand is lightly resting on the cuff of the right hand, as if unbuttoning it.

His slender and fair fingers have distinct knuckles, and his movements seem to be very gentlemanly. It makes people think that he only unbuttons, which seems a pity, and should be stained with other colors.

Xu Luo noticed that there seemed to be a little red on the inside of the base of the left ring finger in the photo, which seemed to be a mole.

He faintly thought of Ji Qing's hand holding the pen this morning, the fingers were so white and slender.

Um?Why do you keep thinking of Ji Qing?

Xu Luo decided not to think about anyone or anything related to work before going to bed, and quickly clicked on the last one.

The last photo was taken from the bottom up, but it didn't show his face. It's just that the person in the photo is sitting on a chair, with two long legs wrapped under suit pants, overlapping casually, and the black leather shoes seem to be stepped on. to the face of the person in front of the screen.

Queen?

These two words automatically popped up in Xu Luo's mind.

As a result, when I saw the comments, they were all husbands.

A "Husband stepped on me" was also praised to the top.

This is a little bit off from my perception.

Xu Luo exited the photo preview and continued to browse other Weibo.

On the other side, the blogger on Weibo flipped through the comments, and replied with a full stop to the favorite.

What husband, I still want to find a husband!

The author has something to say: thump, thump, open a new article~ I also want beauty Ji Qing to step on me (not me)