After dressing as a vicious male partner, he was targeted by the reborn male protagonist

Meng Chenyu pushed Si Yu into the study room. There was only one computer in the study room, and the screen was still flickering. Si Yu motioned to Meng Chenyu and said, "The documents on the desktop are translated into Russian and French, and printed in two separate copies. Find one that will come in handy."

Meng Chenyu said obediently, opened the thick folder on the desk and asked, "Do you want to translate the whole book?"

Is it too much?Visually, it took thirty to forty pages in the past, and it was needed at three o'clock in the afternoon. Even if he didn't eat at noon today, he couldn't figure it out.

Meng Chenyu felt a little uneasy, but met Si Yu's slightly curved lips unconsciously: "I'm talking about the computer desktop, of course, if you feel that the workload is too little and you want to increase it, I have no problem."

Meng Chenyu's face turned red with a bang, and his gaze fell on the computer desktop stiffly and slowly.

May I ask if I can apply for a chance to reset the plot, I am waiting online very urgently.

Meng Chenyu pretended to be calm and sat down in front of the computer, pretending that nothing happened.

Si Yu looked at his bright red ear tips and licked his lips, and suddenly had the desire to eat cherries.

As soon as Meng Chenyu started working, he was very serious. The current Meng Chenyu is no longer the previous Meng Chenyu.

Originally, the only business languages ​​he could master were German and English, which he majored in. Russian and French are both good for daily use, but it is very reluctant to use them for business.

But the years he studied abroad in the world in the book were not in vain. In the field of the non-protagonist, the world self-improvement is very complete. He has thoroughly studied the language he chose in this century, and now he can cope with these tasks , it can be said to be handy.

After a while, Si Nuo came in with a fruit plate, watching Si Yu sitting in a wheelchair and reading a book, and Meng Chenyu sitting in front of the computer without any abnormality, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

As Si Yu's nephew, he is almost a diehard who grew up behind Si Yu, so he can barely get close to Si Yu's body. Being an assistant these years is comparable to a professional housekeeper, but he still has to be careful not to touch him. to his thunder point.

This Meng Chenyu broke Si Yu's taboo as soon as he came up, and directly touched his wheelchair, why?

Si Nuo couldn't help feeling slightly acidic in his heart: "President Si, the fruit is here."

Si Yu nodded and asked Meng Chenyu, "What does Translator Meng need?"

Meng Chenyu glanced at the fruit plate, smiled and said, "No, thank you."

He looked at the fruit plate, explaining that he wanted it at first, but later rejected it, probably not something he liked.

Si Yu looked at the bright red cherries on the plate, and his expression was in a trance for a moment.

"I don't like cherries, but strawberries are more delicious. But I heard that people who like cherries have good kissing skills."

It seemed that there was a clear and cheerful voice whispering in his ear while disliking cherries.

"President Si?" Si Nuo put Qingshui by Si Yu's hand, "Is there anything else I need?"

Si Yu shook his head: "Go down first."

As soon as Si Nuo reached the door, Si Yu stopped him again: "Send some strawberries to Translator Meng."

Meng Chenyu looked at Si Yu in surprise, and said restrainedly, "Don't bother."

"Don't bother me, Si Nuo will do it," Si Yu said.

Meng Chenyu: "..."

Si Yu's cold eyes fell on Si Nuo, Si Nuo: "..."

Can he be bothered?cannot.

With an almost gloomy expression, Si Nuo walked to the kitchen and found that there were no strawberries in the refrigerator. Si Nuo directly called the hotel housekeeper: "Bring me a plate of strawberries."

"Ok sir."

"Wait." Si Nuo gritted his teeth, "Give me another glass of lemonade with more sugar!"

He is not sour at all!It must be the fault of that glass of lemonade just now!

It's normal, it's normal for Si Yu to please his little lover and his assistant to run errands, but the agreed-upon Meng Chenyu is suspecting that the list is put by his side for control?

Is the co-author now the suspect treated like this?

Although it is not yet the strawberry season, this is Bauhinia!

A small dessert costs hundreds of Bauhinia!Bauhinia, which costs [-] yuan a day, can’t even get a small strawberry?

Si Nuo looked at the polite hotel housekeeper and manager standing in front of him, carrying all kinds of fruits, but he didn't have a strawberry smile, thinking about this question in his head.

"I'm really sorry, the last one has been ordered by the lady downstairs just now, the sales of strawberries are unexpectedly good today, we sent someone to transfer the goods early in the morning, and it will arrive in half an hour, please use some first Otherwise, wait a little longer."

"However, sir, we have enough lemonade for you. Do you think one jug is enough?"

Sino: "..."

After a while, Si Yu put down the book and stared at Si Nuo, "No more?"

"Yes, it will take half an hour for the next batch of goods to arrive." Si Nuo replied with a taste of lemon in his mouth.

Si Yu tilted his head: "10 minutes, I want to see it on my desk."

Sino: "..."

Just kill him.

Meng Chenyu felt that it was not easy for Si Nuo to be an assistant, so he couldn't help but said: "But I want to eat pears more than strawberries, to moisten my throat, so I don't bother Assistant Si."

Si Yu nodded, took the fruit knife and picked up the pear naturally: "Okay."

Si Yu couldn't help showing a stiff smile: "Little uncle, do you know how King Zhou You died?"

After finishing speaking, he ran away without waiting for Si Yu to speak: "I'm going to prepare the materials for the afternoon meeting."

Meng Chenyu didn't realize what was going on, and he was still working hard, and he didn't find out that the boss helped peel the fruit, which was against the rules and common sense.

Si Yu peeled the fruit slowly, feeling unprecedentedly peaceful after waking up this time.

In the end, he looked at a plate of crystal-clear fruit flowers that he carved little by little, and strange and familiar scenes flashed before his eyes.

In the hospital, he sat in front of the hospital bed, carefully and carefully cut out fruit and flowers, and handed them to the people on the hospital bed.

The picture was very blurry, he couldn't see the person on the hospital bed clearly, and he couldn't see himself clearly, but subconsciously felt that that person was Meng Chenyu.

Si Yu rubbed the center of his eyebrows, and ate the fruit and flowers one by one.

Just now he seemed to have lost his mind to serve Meng Chenyu, but he is the boss.

The faint displeasure deep in Si Yu's heart was not directed at Meng Chenyu, but at his current dazed and out-of-control state.

In the end, Meng Chenyu didn't eat any pears.

After he finished his work, he stretched his waist and raised his head to look in Si Yu's direction. He was no longer there, and all the pears in the plate of fruit were eaten.

Meng Chenyu twitched the corner of his mouth, didn't want him to eat so he ate all of it?

I always feel that this boss is weird, do you still remember the incident that he bumped into him last time?

Can't it?If you really hold a grudge, you won't let him do this job.

The time has already pointed to two o'clock in the afternoon, since he didn't even call him for dinner?Meng Chenyu shrugged his nose unhappily, feeling a little tempered for no reason.

On the other side, Si Nuo arranged for someone to monitor the computer Meng Chenyu used in real time, and was surprised to hand over the translation to Si Yu in advance.

"It can be seen that he is very good at German and English, and according to the background investigation, his learning of French and Russian is limited to daily communication, but now he seems to be very proficient in business manuscripts, which means Something is wrong." Si Nuo said.

Si Yu squeezed the manuscript tightly, and asked, "Have I practiced daggers before?"

Sino was stunned for a moment: "Daggers? You have practiced fencing, shooting, and military boxing before, so you probably haven't touched daggers before."

Si Yu raised his eyes slightly, and suddenly pulled out a fruit knife from the back of the wheelchair. With a flip of his wrist, the knife flew out. Under Si Nuo's unbelievable gaze, he accurately hit the glass on the coffee table, but due to insufficient force, Just knock out a crisp impact.

Si Nuo stepped forward to pick up the cup and the fruit knife together, and muttered, "This is the fruit knife from the hotel, so accurate."

Si Yu glanced at him with some disgust, stupid nephew, how could he live without himself: "It's not that the knife is accurate, it's that I can hit the cup accurately without much strength in my hand. I'm fully recovered..."

Sino swallowed his saliva: "If you fully recover, then this glass is already broken. Little uncle, when did you practice darts?"

Si Yu took the fruit knife and flipped it smoothly in his hand. The tip of the knife jumped on his fingertips, but he was extremely obedient, without even scratching the skin. Every time when his finger seemed to be scratching the back of the knife, he cleverly avoided it and tapped it lightly. Tip of the knife, turn it over.

Si Nuo was shocked by Si Yu's precise control of the sword: "I have been by your side all these years, and you really haven't practiced the sword before."

Si Yu shook his head: "It's not a knife, it's a dagger. I can feel that if the blade is longer and the handle is shorter, it will be easier for me to play with."

And that's pretty much the shape of a dagger.

Si Yu raised the information in his hand: "Meng Chenyu and I seem to have learned new skills suddenly, without any trace of learning in reality."

Goosebumps appeared on Si Nuo's back, layer after layer: "Could it be that you became a ghost when you were in a vegetative state before? Why don't you find some metaphysics experts to take a look?"

With a swipe of the fruit knife in Si Yu's hand, he threw it out and stabbed it directly at Si Nuo's feet: "Why don't you kill you and turn you into a ghost? Show me for me?"

Sino immediately lowered his head: "It's because I didn't think thoroughly."

Si Yu said lightly: "Just pretend you didn't find anything, and we will hold a meeting as usual later, and prepare lunch for Meng Chenyu, just Sichuan cuisine, he likes spicy food..."

As Si Yu was talking, there was a sudden pause, how did he know what Meng Chenyu liked to eat?Strawberry is also Sichuan cuisine, it seems that he should know Meng Chenyu very well.

Sino asked cautiously: "Prepare the Sichuan dishes, then what?"

Si Yu restrained the expression on his face: "Sichuan cuisine? Did you forget that I don't eat spicy food?"

Si Nuo was taken aback, of course he knew Si Yu's taste: "But this is not for you to eat, and you just said to prepare Sichuan food..."

Si Nuo's voice became softer as he spoke, gradually disappearing into Si Yu's eyes that seemed to be shining fiercely.

"Prepare him according to my preferences." Si Yu confessed and left while holding the manuscript and controlling the wheelchair's remote control.

Si Nuo was aggrieved to arrange things, and suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

What's the matter with somehow feeling that I'm going to have a stepmother?