Prohibition of losing contact

Coincidentally, Zhou Qingbai's mobile phone and Pei You's are of the same model, new models released last year, but the colors are different, and placed side by side, it looks surprisingly harmonious.

Holding the chopsticks, Pei You glanced from left to right, and then back to his phone, always feeling that something was wrong.

"Prohibition of losing contact?" Pei You asked a little bluntly: "To whom?"

"Who else can I treat?" Zhou Qingbai raised his eyebrows high and said confidently, "Me."

A look of confusion appeared on Pei You's face.

In his long and various learning experience, imparting knowledge is mostly objective and a standardized mode, never so casual.

Zhou Qingbai sensed his thoughts from his expression, leaned sideways on the table, and said persuasively: "Look, what you are learning now is love skills, right?"

Pei You nodded.

"So you need a practice textbook." Zhou Qingbai has a very strict logic: "But the problem is, you need to be a teacher to find a partner. Before you are a teacher, you don't have a boyfriend to practice with, right?"

It was well-organized and well-founded, so Pei You nodded.

"So." Zhou Qingbai folded his arms, raised his eyebrows, and said, "I personally served as a teaching material—why, would other teachers be as dedicated as me?"

"No." Pei You struggled and said, "But is this... not quite right?"

Pei You couldn't tell what was wrong, he just felt that this teaching method was too strange, and the strangeness made him a little uncontrollable and uneasy.

"But..." Zhou Qingbai made a long voice and asked back, "Do you have any other teaching materials?"

No, Pei You thought.

So Pei You was easily drawn in by Zhou Qingbai's strict and objective logic, and felt that what he said made sense from the bottom of his heart.

Although he didn't understand how this kind of "love teaching" in the face of widespread blind dates suddenly had a substantive normative object, he didn't reject this proposal, so he simply acquiesced to this teaching method.

Zhou Qingbai saw Pei You's attitude from his relaxed shoulders and expression, so he gave him a very appreciative look with a smile, then took out a can of iced cola from the lunch bag, put it flat on the table, and used it Two fingers rolled in front of Pei You.

"Small reward." Zhou Qingbai said, "I'll be your little red flower."

The aluminum can of Coke was covered with cold drops of water, and the crimson can body touched Pei You's little finger, bringing a moist coolness.

He subconsciously reached out to hold the aluminum can, blocking its tendency to continue rolling forward, and then remembered the brand.

In the afternoon, Zhou Qingbai didn't catch up on sleep, but stayed in his small space to deal with business.

The secretary sent his portable computer and office documents, which were a bit too much, and Zhou Qingbai couldn't fit them on his lap, so he dragged the stool a few steps forward, occupying a corner of the conference table.

Pei You saw him out of the corner of his eye, so he moved to the side, giving him half of the space.

Zhou Qingbai thanked him in a low voice, and then put something on the armrest of his chair under the cover of the table. Pei You looked down and found that it was a lollipop.

Pei You: "..."

Zhou Qingbai's stool was drawn very close to the table. He leaned lazily on the back of the chair, whether he was sitting or not. Seeing Pei You looking at him, he raised the corners of his lips and smiled at him.

"The second flower." Zhou Qingbai mouthed him.

Pei You blinked lightly, and silently put the candy into his pocket.

Pei You at work always seemed a little cold, Zhou Qingbai didn't care, turned his head and went on with his own business.

The two of them each occupied half of the main table, and they lived in peace with each other. In the end, Zhou Qingbai's work was completed before Pei You, and he turned off the computer.

With half an hour left before the off-duty time, Zhou Qingbai had nothing to do, he went around the corridor, and then came back empty-handed, sitting next to Pei You, looking carelessly at the data on his computer.

He saw it openly and aboveboard, and he didn't have the slightest sense of peeking—anyway, this is Qingshan's internal information, and it was Zhou Cangshan who asked him to learn from Pei You.

Qingshan's finances are clear and clear, and there is nothing to worry about. Pei You's work is nearing completion and he is doing the final information check.

Zhou Qingbai was bored and looked down ten lines at a glance. He didn't remember much information, but he was suddenly attracted by a line of red text.

"High risk..." Zhou Qingbai muttered, pointing to the data on the screen and asked, "What's going on?"

"It's a subsidiary of Qingshan." Pei You said, "Dongjiang Project, their financial report has not been handed in, I suspect there is a problem."

"Oh..." Zhou Qingbai made a long voice, leaned back in his chair and smiled, "Their general manager is Liu Xin, I know him."

There was a subtle hint of understanding in his tone, Pei You's heart moved, and he looked at him in surprise.

"How do you know him?" Pei You asked.

He had discussed this person with Zhou Cangshan before, and from Zhou Cangshan's tone, it could be seen that he was very unfamiliar with this person, and the only impression he had was Liu Jiancheng's fireworks.Zhou Qingbai usually doesn't pay attention to the company's affairs, but he seems to know Liu Xin better than Zhou Qingshan.

"A few years ago, he came to Qingshan to report on his work once." Zhou Qingbai took out a handful of melon seeds from his jacket as if by magic, and said while knocking: "Take me to a meal afterwards."

"Will you eat?" Pei You wondered, "Didn't you invite me?"

It has only been about five years since Liu Xin took over the company. Zhou Qingbai was only 24 or five years old five years ago. Although Pei You didn't know what he was like in the company at that time, based on his short period of understanding of Zhou Qingbai, he can almost be sure that he At that time, he certainly did not hold any important position in the company.

"How could it be?" Zhou Qingbai gave him an unteachable look, gathered the melon seed shells into a small pile on the table, and said: "My brother looks upright, he doesn't look like me, he just looks like a playboy , of course he came looking for me."

Pei You understood.

"He is far from Uncle Liu." Zhou Qingbai said: "He was very polite to me at the time, even a little fake. I felt that this person was not a down-to-earth person, so I didn't have a deep friendship with him."

Zhou Qingbai is not interested in company affairs, but he has an unusual intuition when looking at people. He mostly follows his instinct to make friends, close to those who feel comfortable, and stay away from those who dislike him. This intuition makes his number of friends not too large. But the quality is not bad.

"Your intuition is very accurate." Pei You said: "I have read the annual reports submitted by Dongjiang a few years ago, and it looks like a mess. In fact, it is not just as simple as messy accounts."

"What else?" Zhou Qingbai asked.

He is very sensitive to people, but he is not good at numbers. At most, he can only see the report problems of their confusing clauses, and it is not necessarily so deep.

"No matter how messy the accounts are, it's impossible to have the same loss and benefit every year." Pei You said: "In the general report they hand in every year, the result is a perfect round number, earning not much, and occasionally losing a little—— Normal reports do not have such coincidental numbers, so I suspect that this is simply a fake account."

Pei You paused, and said, "So, I suspect they embezzled public funds."

The author says:

There is a temporary situation, this chapter is past twelve o'clock, but there is another chapter tonight~ Thank you so much~