Sand sculpture boss is not secretly in love with me

Zehui Beverage is one of the best old brands in Beijing, but it was a pity that it was knocked down on the beach by the tide and ended up being acquired.

As soon as Lin Song entered the room, he smelled a smell of smoke. The room was separated by a screen. On one side was a large round table for eating, and on the other side was a place for entertainment such as sofa booths.

Through the screen, he faintly saw two entangled figures behind him.

"Stay next to me, don't talk, and look at things." Makino whispered, then walked around the round table with a smile on his face and walked behind the screen.

Two men and one woman, one of the men has a round head that can be used as a light bulb, his belly looks like a Maitreya Buddha, and the buttons of his shirt on his chest are about to burst, and the woman is leaning on Maitreya Buddha with half of her body. Hehe Erxian.

Lin Song bowed his head and tried to reduce his sense of existence, and sat obediently next to Muye.

"Is this your new intern?" asked the fat middle-aged man who looked like Maitreya Buddha, his eyes swept over Lin Song like an X-ray.

When going out to eat, anyone might see him. Lin Song lowered his head and pretended not to see while grabbing the document bag, and kept giving himself hints in his heart.

"Although Director Mu said that you bought Zehui, but our Zehui's years of knowledge are here. What does it mean that you bring an intern here for an equal acquisition?"

"Mr. Wang, although Xiaolin is..."

Before Mu Ye could speak, Mr. Wang pushed away the beautiful woman beside him, and his chubby face suddenly came to Lin Song, and at the same time, he put his big greasy hand on Lin Song's knee, "Is your surname Lin, Xiao Lin, can you drink? Uncle I like kids like you."

Through a thin layer of fabric, Lin Song could clearly feel the opponent's hands moving along his knees towards his thighs.

For no reason, he had an urge to feel sick, and his eyes were no longer as clear as before. He thought that Pei Ming's company would be different, but that person actually asked him to participate in such a dinner party.

Ha ha.

Just when Mr. Wang wanted to go further, Lin Song quickly pinched Mr. Wang's wrist, and he squeezed his hands hard, with a light smile on his face: "Mr. Wang, I think the lady next to you will be very happy to drink with you. What do you say?"

There were bursts of pain in his wrist, and Wang Ye stretched out his free hand to hit Lin Song without thinking.

"What are you, let the labor and capital loose."

The person was brought by himself, and Mu Ye would never let outsiders bully the people in their legal department, but unfortunately he didn't have time to do it, and Lin Song over there easily pinched Wang Ye's right hand with two fingers.

Lin Song was still smiling: "President Wang, everyone is here to discuss business, don't be angry."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smile on his face disappeared, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he pressed his palm hard, and after a click, Wang Ye's shouts resounded throughout the room.

"Ah, ah, my hand, my hand, ah."

"This?" The rest of you looked at me, and I looked at yours, and no one dared to speak for a while.

"Hey, it's so lively, isn't it about business? Why are people still injured?"

Pei Mingka pushed the door open and came in, imagining that he was the prince who came to save the beautiful boy, so he was full of confidence.

"Boss Pei." Seeing him, Muye quickly stood up and pulled Lin Song behind him.

Ever since Pei Ming came in, Lin Song put away the stern expression on his face, and became that obedient handsome guy from the legal department again.

Jiangnan Wan Pei Ming stepped in, and after seeing the situation inside, he showed great kindness and called an ambulance.

"Mr. Pei, we came to discuss business, but we were hurt like this by people from your company. I don't think it matters if we don't sign the contract." Wang Ye's female secretary said, Wang Ye was still screaming in pain. Do not let touch.

Pei Ming casually glanced at Muye and Lin Song who was hiding behind. Seeing the positions of the two, Pei Ming sneered again and again, making Muye tremble all over with fright.

"People from our company hurt people? What did you do, the pastor?"

"Anyway, it is absolutely impossible for Lin Song to hurt someone."

"Or is it Mr. Wang, did you drop your hand and come here to touch porcelain?"

……

The scene where the hero saves the beautiful boy failed, Pei Ming was not in a good mood, seeing that Lin Song was not being bullied, he was too lazy to take care of the affairs here, left Mu Ye to clean up the mess, and called Lin Song away by himself.

As for the acquisition of Zehui, the old man of the Wang family has already made a decision and signed the contract. Now it is nothing more than some details that have not been discussed, but there is no need to worry about problems.

Makino watched helplessly as the culprit was taken away by the boss in the attitude of a victim, and he was forced to stay to clean up. He took out his mobile phone and sent Lin Song a VX.

"Xiao Lin, tell me the truth, are you Boss Pei's younger brother? His attitude towards you is not the same as that of a boss towards his subordinates."

Song Song wants to get rich: "..."

Song Song wants to get rich: "I am not his brother, he is my creditor."

Except behind the private room, Lin Song followed Pei Ming obediently with his head bowed like a primary school student who had done something wrong, waiting to be dealt with without saying a word.

First he sent the boss to the court, and now he hit the partner. Now it's hard not to get fired. Lin Song thought to himself, sure enough, he didn't come to Sijing from the beginning.

Pei Ming took Lin Song to his special room on the top floor, and Jiang Nan was shut out mercilessly.

The room was furnished like a high-end hotel room. After entering the door, there was a set of gray fabric sofas. Lin Song was pushed to sit down.

"Boss Pei, me."

"Wait for me for a while." Pei Ming interrupted him, entered the inner room and came out with a medicine box after a while.

Although Lin Song was touched by the old man's leg, but one thing to say, he was not injured.

When he was in high school, he specially learned how to fight for a period of time, and he knew how to use skill to hurt others without hurting himself. Just now he broke Wang Ye's wrist, and now his ten fingers are white and slender, without leaving any red marks.

"Boss Pei, I'm not injured." Lin Song couldn't figure out the opponent's routine, so he emphasized it again.

Pei Ming squatted in front of Lin Song, took out a bottle of alcohol from the opened medicine box, held Lin Song's wrist in one hand and the watering can in the other to carefully disinfect Lin Song's hands.

"No, you're dirty."

"That man is too old and fat, and his hands are too oily, you need to disinfect them." Pei Ming said seriously, and then he pinched Lin Song's fingers one by one, not even forgetting to spray some disinfectant between his fingers water.

From the very beginning, Lin Song's whole body was stiff, but he couldn't tell what it was like afterwards. He only felt that there was an electric current passing through his heart, and his reason was numbly washed away.

He was sitting and squatting with Pei Ming. From his angle, he couldn't see Pei Ming's face clearly. He could only see the back of his neck. The man's neck was smooth, and his back could be vaguely seen through the collar of his shirt. .

There is no doubt that this man is famously attractive in every way.

It's just such a person, but at this moment he is squatting in front of him, pinching his fingers seriously, and the nickname is: disinfection.

The last finger was also cleaned up. Pei Ming was very satisfied with his masterpiece. He was about to let go of Lin Song's hand but was suddenly held back by the other party.

"President Pei." There was a hint of hoarseness in Lin Song's voice, and his eyes were even more direct.

"Do you do this to every employee?"

Pei Ming had only one thought before, and that was that Song Song was dirty and needed to be disinfected, but he didn't think much about it. Now that the work was done, he realized how sensitive their positions were.

A tinge of red spread along his ears all the way down to his neck.

"Can you be like them?"

The atmosphere was so good, Lin Song suddenly felt a surge of courage. He bent down and lowered his head to approach Pei Ming in a handshake position. The tip of his nose almost touched Pei Ming's cheek. He lowered his voice and asked slightly bewitchingly:

"Then Mr. Pei, how do you think I'm different from them?"

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The author has something to say:

Sorry, I was busy with work at the end of the year and stopped updating for a few days. I will try my best to resume daily updates.

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