The president seems to like me

Cheng Jianglin looked at the line of words, his eyes did not leave for a long time.

I was a little annoyed and laughed.

It's very courageous.

J.L: Do you usually like to complain about leaders like this?

Jiang Lu was stunned for a moment, seeing this sentence, he suddenly didn't know how to reply.

How could he forget that Cheng Jianglin is also at the leadership level, so he definitely doesn't like to hear such words.

"..."

After a long time, LU: I'm sorry, I won't say it next time.

In a word, it seems that the relationship between the two has been pulled far away.

Although it was a cold sentence, Cheng Jianglin could tell that the person opposite seemed to be wronged.

LU: Are you angry?

Cheng Jianglin raised his eyes and replied: No.

After a while, Lu replied: But I think you are angry, so don't be angry, I can't see you again through the phone.

At this moment, Cheng Jianglin faintly felt that Jiang Lu was actually quite sensitive, whether it was about external affairs or his own affairs.

Saying a hundred sentences on WeChat is not as efficient as making a phone call.

After Jiang Lu picked up the phone, he waited for a while and found that there was no voice on the other side: "Why is there no sound?"

"I'm thinking..." Cheng Jianglin said, "How to coax you."

Jiang Lu was a little at a loss: "...you, me, I said something wrong, right?"

"My fault is relatively big." Cheng Jianglin said, "It seems like I bullied you."

Bully?

is it so serious?

With red ears, Jiang Lu whispered, "No."

Jiang Lu's voice was still a bit muffled, Cheng Jianglin asked him: "It seems that I haven't finished venting yet, I want to say something, I'll listen."

"Really? You're not angry."

"Now is the stage to coax you, I have no right to be angry."

Jiang Lu also thought about it seriously for a long time: "Actually, it's okay, it's nothing, but if possible, I want to complain to him, please don't increase the pressure on performance, my supervisor distributes the pressure on the employees, and the performance improves. He took credit for it, and he pushed it all on us when he fell, and the pressure was really high during this period."

Cheng Jianglin turned on the computer to record the information while listening: "Continue talking."

Jiang Lu talked about a lot of things about making quick money through various channels for the supervisor. Although it is not illegal to make quick money these days, the problem is that the supervisor uses the company's resources to make profits for himself, which is illegal.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Lu began to gossip again: "I heard that he has an illegitimate daughter who graduated this year and plans to join her as an intern. If she becomes a full-time employee, she will be promoted immediately. If she has connections, it's great."

After Jiang Lu finished speaking, he realized that the other side hadn't said anything: "I'm done."

After a few seconds, Cheng Jianglin replied: "I've finished listening too, so can you reply me?"

"Ah? Reply to what?"

"To your house on Saturday or to my house?"

Jiang Lu's heart beat a little faster than usual, and he clutched the phone tightly: "Go to your house."

Cheng Jianglin said, "Okay."

When he was about to hang up the phone, Jiang Lu whispered, "Uncle Cheng, you didn't... bully me, thank you for listening to my complaint."

The tone is very soft and low.

Like a furry pet.

Cheng Jianglin smiled slightly: "Okay, you have the final say."

Jiang Lu clutched his slightly hot phone, and the heat on his face gradually heated up.

He was already looking forward to Saturday.

Upload the planning proposal to the company's official website on Thursday night, and the results will be released on Friday afternoon, and then a meeting will be held, which is called the first prize selection.

But for employees who feel that they can't get the first prize, it's overtime in disguise.

But this company will have this kind of show operation on Fridays, Jiang Lu has to learn to get used to it.

The result of the first prize came out. It was an excellent member of the Propaganda Department. It was supposed to end here. I never expected that Jiang Lu would also have a role in it. That is, he was selected into other outstanding works and belonged to the series to be determined.

Chu Mingxin's eyes widened: "Damn it, Lulu, you're hiding something."

Even Lin Yin who was sitting on it looked over.

Most of the other excellent works are from the Propaganda Department, and only two people from the PR Department were selected, one is Jiang Lu and the other is Lin Yin.

After Jiang Lu accepted this embarrassing praise, he left the meeting. Chu Mingxin grabbed him and asked, "Tell me the truth, did you really do this plan?"

Jiang Lu glanced at him.

Although it feels bad to be questioned, but... what Chu Chu said is the truth, besides, the two of them have known each other for several years, and Chu Chu still knows his true level.

"Someone changed it for me."

Chu Mingxin guessed it all at once: "Your partner?"

Jiang Lu didn't nod or shake his head.

The reason for not nodding is that Uncle Cheng is not his target yet...

At night, Cheng Jianglin sent a location.

Jiang Lu clicked on it and saw that it was actually a community close to the suburbs with inconvenient transportation.

But because the residential area over there is no different from the villa area, the house price is frighteningly expensive.

J.L: When you arrive tomorrow, tell the security guard my name and room number, and that's all.

The next morning, Jiang Lu woke up early, the reason is very simple, his home is too far away from Uncle Cheng's home, which belongs to the distance of one north and one south in Nancheng.

Then every time they go out, Uncle Cheng has to send him home, and then drive back by himself. Counting the traffic jams and traffic lights on the road, the distance is so long that he can almost visit the entire Nancheng. Didn't mention it.

It seems that since we met, he has been complaining, will it appear that he is not mature enough.

In addition to going to his house this time, Jiang Lu suddenly became nervous.

[-] stations by subway, [-] stations by bus, and then [-] stations by subway, we are here.

Jiang Lu felt that he had gone on a long-distance trip, and he knew he should take a taxi.

I glanced at the time, and it was 08:30 as promised, and now it is 09:30, a full hour late.

When Jiang Lu came to the security room, he was attracted by the sound of a horn before he approached.

Jiang Lu looked over, then looked down at the person in the driver's seat, it was Uncle Cheng!

Cheng Jianglin opened the door and got off the car, just about to open the door for him to get in the car, but saw Jiang Lu's collar and hair soaked in sweat.

It's summer, and it's still running so far.

Jiang Lu's cheeks were reddish from the heat, and his face seemed to be washed with water.

"Uncle Cheng, good morning." Jiang Lu smiled.

Cheng Jianglin looked at him seriously for a while, then opened the co-pilot's door for him: "Get in the car first."

After Jiang Lu got into the car, Cheng Jianglin closed it gently before walking to the driver's seat.

Cheng Jianglin opened a bottle of water for him.

Jiang Lu took it and took a few gulps.

The car drove for a while, and finally stopped in front of a shop that resembled custom clothing.

Jiang Lu: "???"

"Aren't we going to eat?"

Cheng Jianglin took off his seat belt, and suddenly reached out and touched his head.

Jiang Lu was motionless.

A messy group.

"Changing clothes for you."