depicting time

Xinghai Technology Co., Ltd. is located in the bustling area of ​​District A, but separated from the crowded city center.Song Ting parked the car a few hundred meters away from the company, then asked Xu Yan to sit in the driver's seat, and he himself picked up President Fan and sat in the back seat.

Passing by two coffee shops, Xu Yan took a few glances into the transparent glass windows.

When he was a people's teacher, he imagined that the life of an office worker should start with a cup of coffee every morning.

Then turn on the company computer and start the busy work of the day.

Song Ting in the back seat was reading documents. He occasionally raised his head to look at Xu Yan in front, but he always found him looking out the window.

When he was about to reach the third coffee shop, Song Ting said, "If you want coffee, you can get out of the car and buy a cup."

Xu Yan stopped the car, his eyes were a little bewildered at first, he didn't expect his little thoughts to be discovered.Then I calmed down, since the boss allowed it, there would be no problem.He unbuckled his seat belt and was about to get out of the car, "Okay, boss, just wait for me."

The new assistant walked a few steps before realizing that he hadn't remembered the boss's cup of coffee. He ran back to the car and knocked on the window.

After Song Ting lowered the car window, he asked, "Boss, what do you want to drink?"

Song Ting smiled at him and replied, "Let's have a latte."

"Okay, I'll be right back."

The waiting process for the two cups of latte was slower than Xu Yan imagined, and he ran back after more than ten minutes. "Boss, your latte is hot."

Xu Yan's hands holding the coffee cup trembled slightly. Song Ting took the coffee he handed in through the car window, recalling the details of the heavy objects they moved yesterday, and knew that Xu Yan's arms couldn't bear too many heavy objects. His eyes paused for a few seconds on Xu Yan's wrist, and then he replied,

"Well, you are very comfortable with this identity."

Xu Yan is now a perfect life assistant.

Talking to Xiao Kuang for too long yesterday, his narcissistic mentality was brought up, and now he is almost proud to say,

"Then..." No.

Xu Yan slammed on the brakes and changed his words, "Then I'm also because of your influence, you are too fit for the president's temperament."

Song Ting closed the documents on his lap, lowered his head slightly and smiled, "Let's go, we have to catch up with the 9 o'clock meeting."

"Okay, let's go right away." The new identity made Xu Yan a lot more active. After getting the coffee, the journey to the company immediately accelerated.

The daily affairs of Xinghai Technology Co., Ltd. are all supervised by the vice president. Anyone who has been in the company for a long time knows that their real boss is actually an idler who only shows up occasionally.

Today the president's car parked swaggeringly at the entrance of the company. Song Ting took Xu Yan through the first floor of the company, and then took the special elevator to the 10th floor.

All departments of the company immediately spread the news of the arrival of the newcomer. Song Ting used to be followed by his bodyguards, but today this one is obviously not a bodyguard.

The meeting at 9 o'clock ended, and everyone got accurate news that the newcomer was the boss' life assistant.

The elevator went up to the 12th floor, and the president's office occupied the entire floor. As soon as the door was opened, there was an overly spacious office area, and there was also a lounge inside.

There are paintings hanging on the two walls. These paintings are not well-known, and Xu Yan can't recognize the artist of the paintings, but the brushwork is very similar, soft with a little hardness, as if it was done by one person.

Xu Yan asked, "Where did you find these paintings? They are very beautiful."

Song Ting made him a cup of hot tea, put it on the tea table, and replied, "My teacher left it before his death."

"Your teacher? Is he an art teacher?" Xu Yan was too curious about Song Ting's past, and didn't realize that when he opened his eyes wide to ask questions, his eyes were glowing with a different brilliance.

Song Ting felt the strong curiosity in Xu Yan's eyes, and smiled slightly, "Yes, I learned from him a long time ago."

So, Song Ting can still draw...

Xu Yan imagined Song Ting sitting in front of the easel, his masculine and artistic atmosphere combined... a very unique feeling.He praised, "Boss, you have many talents."

Song Ting smiled and shook his head, "I'm not that good at drawing."

Song Ting's status as the president is an idle job, and Xu Yan's assistant status is even more vain. Song Ting brought him an ipad. This little assistant couldn't refuse the boss's kindness, so he lay down on the big sofa in the office to read A half-hour variety show...

He was not very happy, he was playing leisurely here, while Song Ting was boringly flipping through the documents behind the desk.

It was hard for Xu Yan not to feel guilty.

In order not to expose flaws, Song Ting needs to understand the company's operations in a short period of time. A lot of documents on the table were sent by the vice president on the 11th floor, and are reserved for Song Ting to check.Xu Yan paid attention to the thickness of the document, it was as thick as a brick...

A cup of hot tea was brought to the desk. Song Ting raised his head from the pile of documents. Xu Yan was standing beside him. After their eyes met, Xu Yan pushed the hot tea to his hand again, "Boss, Rest and rest, we have a day to understand the work."

"Okay." Song Ting piled up the documents by the table, took a few sips of hot tea, and asked Xu Yan, "It's going to be lunch soon, do you have any takeaways you want?"

"I……"

Xu Yan didn't have any thoughts about lunch for the time being, but a phone rang on the table successfully interrupted him. Song Ting answered the phone and listened for a while, then replied, "Yes, I see."

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Xu Yan again and said, "Fu Xuan's assistant is coming up to deliver the documents, so go sit behind the small desk over there and put on a show."

Pretending to be... Leader, you are so straightforward.

"it is good."

However, the knock on the door came so unexpectedly that Xu Yan had no time to pretend.Song Ting clicked on the surveillance video on the computer, and the person standing outside the door appeared clearly in front of them.

The moment Xu Yan saw Xiao Kuang appear on the screen, Xu Yan's eyes widened and he was completely stunned.

Is this the case of chatting with him about the eclectic content yesterday?

Why is it here!

Xiao Kuang carefully knocked on the door again. Song Ting kept staring at the screen, not seeing Xu Yan's bewildered look, and said to the people outside, "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and when Xiao Kuang's figure was about to appear in the house, Xu Yan panicked completely.

Song Ting watched him turn around twice in place with a flustered expression.

Before Song Ting could ask what happened, Xu Yan suddenly got under the desk... between his legs.

Rao Song Ting, who was calm and stable when things went wrong, was also surprised by Xu Yan's actions at this time.His face was full of surprise and incomprehension, but Xu Yan nestled under the table, grabbed his suit pants with one hand, and explained in a low voice, "Team leader, I know him! He will definitely recognize me!"

Xiao Kuang liked Xu Yan's face so much that he wished it could grow on him, so even if they only met each other twice, Xiao Kuang could recognize Xu Yan at a glance.

After Xu Yan had a reasonable explanation, Song Ting regained his composure, and at this moment Xiao Kuang also walked into the office.

Song Ting stopped staring at the people under the table and continued to browse through the documents on the table, as if he had ignored the person between his legs, waiting for the person to come to the desk and listen to him say, "President, this is the file that the vice president asked me to send." document."

Song Ting only looked up at him, then turned his gaze back to the work at hand, "Well, let's go out when the things are delivered."

"Okay, President."

Another stack of documents was placed on the table, and Xiao Kuang glanced around restlessly for a while before leaving the office.

When Xu Yan heard the sound of closing the door, he completely let go of his hanging heart. He forgot where he was, and naturally grabbed Song Ting's knee and leaned forward.As soon as his head was above his knees, Song Ting stopped him, "Xu Yan."

"Wait a minute, I'll make room for you."

Song Ting put away his long legs and stood up.From Song Ting's 'prevention action', Xu Yan probably understood what he was guarding against...

asphyxia!

God!What have I done!

The desk next door is not too far away, but I insisted on going here. Would Song Ting think I did it on purpose?

Is there a time rewind button, let me choose again!

Xu Yan blushed so badly, he just wanted to get out of this corner quickly, he would explode in embarrassment if he stayed any longer.Coming out from under the table in a dog crawling posture, Xu Yan didn't dare to raise his head anymore, like a lost puppy waiting to be reprimanded by its master.

Standing in front of the boss, still bowing his head, Xu Yan felt that this matter must be made clear, otherwise he would spend the whole day in embarrassment.He stumbled and explained, "Group, group leader, I am, too anxious."

"……Um."

Song Ting's short answer made Xu Yan even more restless.

It's over, it's over, he hesitated!

He hesitated for three seconds!

How can a man who is super calm and good at responding to changes on the fly hesitate!

……

Then, as he thought, the day was spent in extreme embarrassment.

When Xu Yan finally entered his room to hide, the culprit of today's incident came to him again.

【WeChat】

Besides me: Xiaoyan, I met the president himself today!

Besides, there is me: the photos on the Internet are not fake at all, and I am so handsome!

What's more, it's me: unfortunately, this president is too aloof and won't let me take a second look.

"What are you looking at, why don't you go up and deliver..."

The words Xu Yan typed in a fit of anger almost exposed himself. He calmed down and re-sent a paragraph.

It makes sense: Well, you should avoid such a cold person in the future.

Besides, there is me: I still look forward to seeing the president every day, my boss does not have a president handsome.

Makes sense: you go to work to make money!What handsome guy are you looking at?

Besides me: Oh, who told me yesterday, 'My boss is so handsome, so manly, and I love him so much! '.

Makes sense: I didn't miss work.

Besides me: I did not delay.

Make sense: hum!

In the middle of the night, he was so thirsty that Xu Yan had no choice but to get out of the warm bed. When he passed by Song Ting's bedroom door, he saw the faint light coming from inside... He probably hadn't fallen asleep yet.

While Xu Yan was praying in his heart that Song Ting would not leave the room, he hurried to the kitchen on the first floor.The warm water was poured in gulps, and I felt much better immediately.

When he was about to turn around and walk back, suddenly a figure came up behind him and hugged him tightly.Xu Yan was so frightened that he froze in place when Fu Ye's voice came, calling a name that Xu Yan had never heard before.

"Xiao Jia, don't go!"

Xiaojia, who is it?

Fu Ye seemed to recognize him as Xiaojia, and his emotions became more and more agitated, and he hugged Xu Yan harder and harder. Xu Yan only felt that he was being tightened by his two arms, and this person was still there. She was domineering and said inexplicable words, "Xiao Jia, you are my woman! How can you like that heartless, brainless scum who is not as smart as me!"

"Xiao Jia, come home with me, please, let's have a good chat, you should be able to see that I am the one who likes you the most..."

Xu Yan struggled, and said helplessly to the people behind him, "Fu Ye, let go first..."

"I do not……"

"Phoenix can't escape"

A palm wind fell on the back of Fu Ye's neck, and he was knocked out directly.Another force pulled Fu Ye away from Xu Yan's body, "It's all right."

It was Song Ting's voice.

Xu Yan turned around and looked, Fu Ye, who had fainted, was leaning on Song Ting, and Song Ting was looking at him with some concern. Under this situation, Xu Yan saw that Song Ting was no longer embarrassed, but heaved a sigh of relief , replied, "It's okay." Then he asked puzzled, "Fu Ye... sleepwalking?"

"Well. He often sleepwalks, we are all used to it, I forgot to tell you."

Song Ting said with some self-blame, "He didn't do anything to you, did he?"

"No, but... who is Xiaojia?"

Although he was sleepwalking, the name that Fu Ye could keep calling should be a real person.

Song Ting replied, "He liked someone before, but that person fell in love with his own brother."

This story suddenly matched Fu Ye's domineering tone...

"Hiss... no wonder I'm dreaming."