The creditor is super fierce

After two weeks of overtime efforts by everyone in the company, they finally submitted the bidding project documents before the deadline.

The process of waiting for the bid opening was anxious and long. During this period, the project team could do nothing but swipe their mobile phones.

He Luo has a kind of blind confidence in Jinyuan. He can make his own system in college. It doesn't make sense that he will lose to a thief now, so he doesn't worry about not passing.

But now he is also holding his mobile phone and swiping his mobile phone anxiously like everyone else, because he found that since the last time he took the initiative to go to Fu Yi to sleep for a night, the chat messages between the two of them have been pitifully rare, and in the past two days there have been more and more messages. It's not even one.

Open the WeChat chat interface, swipe up, all [What are you doing? 】【Busy】【Are you off work】【No】 and other chat messages.

Although I am the one who answers a word, can't the person opposite me type a few more words?

He said [busy] and he really didn't ask any more questions. I'm afraid he was the only one who was so unpopular with being a lover.

He Luo pursed his lips and poked the phone, tapped on the chat box, wrote a lot of greetings, and finally deleted them one by one helplessly. What qualifications does he have to ask the creditor if he is a little lover? time.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the bid opening date to come, and He Luo put all his energy on the bid opening, and then he got out of that sullen state.

Anyway, today is a good day for Jin Yuan to stand up and wash away his grievances, and trample Gao Xinyu on the ground, he has to stand up for Jin Yuan!

Sure enough, when Jin Yuan held a more advanced intelligent system that completely surpassed Gao Xinyu's system, and talked about it like a much-anticipated star on stage, He Luo saw Gao Xinyu's face with a distorted nose. , My heart feels dark after another.

What is it called! ?

This is called a thief is a thief. They are always things that are not on the table. They think they are treasures if they pick up a Zhilan, but they don’t know that there are more precious things than watermelons, but they just didn’t take them out.

Although the winning bid was not decided on the spot, everyone unanimously agreed that the bid was theirs.

After leaving the venue, seeing Gao Xinyu leave with a disheveled face, He Luo contemptuously despised Gao Xinyu, and then boldly approached their boss, Jiang He, to ask for benefits for Jinyuan: " Mr. Jiang, for this bidding, our Mr. Jin, with a hypoglycemic body, worked so hard that we almost took charge of the company, so we came up with such a beautiful bidding plan, and you didn't have anything else to say?"

"It means..." Jiang He laughed after hearing this, "Of course there are."

He Luo became interested, and immediately asked, "What do you mean?"

Jiang He looked at Jin Yuan, with some indescribable deep meaning in his eyes: "It depends on what your President Jin wants."

Jin Yuan and Jiang He looked at each other, then smiled, and said inexplicably, "I will give you what President Jiang gives you."

He Luo couldn't understand their eyebrows and lawsuits, and thought they were playing bureaucratic, so he rubbed Jin Yuan's arm with his elbow, and reminded him in a low voice: "Boss Jiang said so, what a great opportunity, you must Grasp it." Don't say anything else, the project bonus can be a little bit more.

Jin Yuan glanced at He Luo meaningfully, took a deep breath when he heard the words, and a charming smile that no one could detect appeared on his face: "Well, I will grasp it."

After hearing what Jin Yuan said, He Luo was relieved. Thinking of today's success, it was imperative to invite the employees below to have a celebration meal together, to reward them for their hard work during this time, so he found other people to discuss where to go out for dinner later. son gone.

A group of people walked out of the venue talking and laughing, and the next moment, a black car that He Luo looked familiar stopped in front of the clubhouse, and then looked at the man in a black suit who came out from behind the car and was so indifferent , suddenly his face froze, and his heart felt uneasy again and again. If Fu Yi wanted to take him away later, how would he explain the relationship between them to his colleagues?

Just when He Luo thought that Fu Yi was coming towards him, Fu Yi's indifferent black eyes just glanced at him, and then looked behind him.

Behind them, a white-haired old man also came out of the venue. When he saw Fu Yi standing at the door, he couldn't help speeding up his pace, passed them, walked up to Fu Yi, and greeted him heartily: "Xiao Yi .”

Fu Yi bowed his head politely and returned the salute, then the two hugged, talked in a low voice, and got into the car together, talking and laughing, during which Fu Yi didn't even look at He Luo, as if completely Didn't know him the same way.

Looking at the image of them driving away, He Luo twitched his lips unhappily. He simply recognized the old man, who was one of the judges for their project bidding, and his name seemed to be Fu Songbai.

They are all surnamed Fu, so they should be relatives.

He Luo shook his head, and shook off the uncomfortable feeling in his heart that he didn't know where it came from. A smile gradually appeared on his face, and he continued to talk to his colleagues.

Only this time, anyone could tell that his interest was not as high as before. Even when he had booked a restaurant for dinner at night, he was sitting at the dining table alone and distracted.

Seeing him like this, Jin Yuan moved the dining chair to him, and asked worriedly: "What's the matter, the dishes in this restaurant are not to your liking?"

He Luo shook his head: "No."

Jin Yuan looked at his almost untouched dinner plate: "Then why do you look unhappy, you didn't even eat two bites of food."

He Luo smiled at him relaxedly: "It's okay, I'm just feeling a little melancholy all of a sudden."

Jin Yuan: "What's the melancholy?"

It's a pity that men are big pigs, and they don't recognize people when they put on their pants.

But it was not easy to say such words to Jin Yuanming, he could only shake his head, lowered his head, and chewed a few mouthfuls of vegetables tastelessly.

In any case, this was his own choice at the beginning, and now he has been mentally prepared for this ending, but he didn't expect this day to come so soon.

The other employees on the table next to them couldn't feel the mood of the two managers, and they were in high spirits at the moment, raising their glasses to clink with Jinyuan: "Mr. Jin, thank you for leading us to make such a good project, and we all respect you. "

Jin Yuan picked up the wine glass and was about to pay back, but He Luo snatched it from him, stood up, and said domineeringly to the others: "Boss Jin is not in good health, please don't pour him wine, why are you coming at me? I drink for him."

After finishing speaking, he drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The others were a little surprised when they saw that he drank the whole glass of wine with his head raised, and looked like he was helping President Jin to hold the wine.

The main reason is that He Luo is usually ignorant, and has an innocent face that shows his age. Everyone in the company usually takes care of him as his younger brother. Now I see him posing this picture and his other one. Can the irrelevant look on his face not surprise them?

But this idea just flashed through everyone's minds. No matter how tender He Luo's face is, he is also their deputy manager. Since President Jin can't drink, there must be a drink between Manager He and President Jin.

Everyone who recalled it immediately booed: "Manager He is domineering!"

The bitter and astringent wine slid down his throat, burning his stomach, and the pain in He Luo's heart was relieved a lot.

Looking at the empty wine glass, He Luo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly understood why so many people like to drink, and then filled the glass and went to drink with other people.

Seeing that He Luo never refused to come, Jin Yuan drank one cup after another, fearing that something would happen to him, he kept persuading him: "Drink less."

He Luo, who was drinking, hiccupped and smiled at Jinyuan: "It's okay, this wine is quite delicious, just let me drink it."

With his innocent face on his face, he coquettishly used his soft-spoken milk voice, what can Jin Yuan do, Jin Yuan can only watch him drink, and from time to time persuade others not to drink. Feed him too hard.

With someone to drink with, the meal was naturally enjoyed by the guests, and of course all the employees were also drunk.

Jin Yuan didn't drink much alcohol, but at the moment, the alcohol was a bit smug. With a blushing face, he was sober and sent his subordinates to the taxi one by one, and was about to help He Luo to take a taxi back together. When I got home, the cell phone in my trouser pocket rang untimely.

He took out his mobile phone, read the news, raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, turned around and said to He Luo who was squatting on the ground apologetically: "I suddenly remembered that there are still some things in the company, I have to go back and check, the car is here, Can you go back alone?"

He Luo was drunk and was squatting on the curb foolishly counting the cars passing by. Hearing what Jin Yuan said, he immediately raised a confused face: "It's ok, what's the matter, do you want me to help?"

"No need," Jin Yuan saw that he was drunk like this, and wanted to help him, so he helped him up in a funny and touched manner, and sent him to the taxi parked in front of them: "It's a little thing, I can handle it myself, you go home and rest first."

At the moment, He Luo's feet are limp and weak, and he walks swaying at every step, not to mention his brain, which can't turn around at all, leans on Jin Yuan for a long time, and waits for Jin Yuan to get him into a taxi, then he turns red Zhang Lian nodded slowly: "Oh."

When he is drunk, the blond hair behind his ears will roll up automatically, matching his blushing and ignorant face at the moment, Jin Yuan can't help hissing softly when he looks at him, his friend has been seven or eight years, but he has never I don't know, He Luo can still be so good when he is drunk, and I don't know who will be cheaper in the future.

Jin Yuan, who was quite relieved that he would go back alone, suddenly became a little worried. After telling the taxi driver his home address, he told the taxi driver a lot that he must see him enter the house with his own eyes. Only then can I leave, and then I can safely close the car door and leave.

As soon as Jin Yuan left, the taxi driver left the restaurant and headed towards He Luo's house.

On the way, He Luo leaned his head against the window, watching the scenery passing by outside the car window, thinking of Fu Yi's indifferent eyes that regarded him as nothing during the day, the uncomfortable energy suppressed by the alcohol surged out again, resisting the feeling of wanting to gag. Feeling said to the driver next to him: "No, no, let's go home, go to Jinting Mingyuan."

He doesn't care about it, even if he is a prisoner on death row, he can get a death notice before he is temporarily released. Even if He Luo is going to be kicked off by Fu Yi, he has to listen to Fu Yi's words of not wanting him before he can completely give up. .

The author has something to say:

He was full of anger because he thought he was abandoned after being slept.

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