Why is the boss like that?

The two took the golden retriever back home, but even though Su Zhe tried his best to wipe out an enemy army on the opposite side, Yan Guancang's strong arm was still bitten by mosquitoes a lot.

I didn't feel anything when I was blowing outside just now, but not long after I got home, the man felt itchy and uncomfortable, so he raised his hand to scratch.

When Su Zhe came back after changing his clothes, the man's arm was already red.

Su Zhe frowned, and slammed into Yan Guancang's side, "Sir, what's wrong with your hand, sir?!"

The contrived tone, coupled with Jiao Zuo's tone, gave off a feeling of weeping.

I don't know but thought he broke his hand.

"Sir, you can't scratch anymore, both of your arms are red."

Yan Guancang said indifferently, "I only scratched one."

Said, pointing to his right arm.

Su Zhe was puzzled, "Then why is your left arm red?"

Yan Guancang's face was cold and hard, "You don't have any points in your heart?"

Su Zhe: ...

Oh, it was the one he slapped mosquitoes before.

Seeing that the person's arm was scratched red, Su Zhe leaned over to observe it at a close distance, and then said, "Sir, why have you been bitten so many times?"

Yan Guancang: "You don't?"

Su Zhe looked at himself, but didn't see a bag on his body.

Honestly, "No."

Yan Guancang felt unbalanced, "Why is it only me?"

Su Zhefu thought to his heart, "Maybe it's the mosquito's preference for Mr."

Yan Guancang: ...

Don't do it.

Mosquitoes are poisonous, and the bags on Yan Guancang's arms are very big. Su Zhe felt itchy for a while. After all, it is human instinct to poke intersections on mosquito bags.

But if you do this, it is estimated that the opponent's fire will also be lit.

Having been together for so many years, Su Zhe knows that Yan Guancang is a person who hates physical contact very much. Apart from the unavoidable handshake in the business world, he doesn't even want to do the simple form of hugging, and is too lazy to deal with it.

But the status is there, no one will say anything even if they are not flattering.

Most of Su Zhe's previous help was through his clothes, which obviously made the man somewhat conflicted and uncomfortable.

So when he went out just now, Su Zhe took his hand back almost as soon as he helped someone fix the sunglasses and hat.

After dispelling the thoughts in his mind, he saw that the person was very itchy, so he got up and started looking for something. He first searched the medicine box, and then went to the bathroom on the first floor. After he couldn't find what he wanted, he went to the auntie.

When Su Zhe appeared, he still had that polite smile, "Auntie busy?"

The maid aunt saw it, and said with a smile, "No, what's the matter with Xiao Su?"

Su Zhe didn't play tricks, "Sir, you've been bitten by mosquitoes a lot, do you have toilet water at home?"

The maid was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "No, sir, you don't need that kind of thing."

Su Zhe was puzzled, "Do you not like that smell?"

"No, sir, I've never used it, and I don't think it's advanced."

Su Zhe: ...

It has to be you.

After the maid aunt left, Su Zhe found a supermarket on the food delivery platform and ordered toilet water.

Su Zhe went out to get takeaway because he didn't have a pass and couldn't enter the community. When he came back, he saw that some parts of Yan Guancang's arm had started to turn slightly red with blood spots.

"Sir, let's wipe something up, it might be better."

"what?"

Su Zhe didn't say it directly, "It's a potion that can relieve mosquito bites."

Saying that, I asked the maid for a small handkerchief, and planned to wipe it after wetting it with toilet water.

Before Su Zhe could move, the man resisted and took the handkerchief to wipe it himself.

The cool mint smell is introduced to the tip of the nose. Although it smells a little pungent, it does have some effect after wiping.

Su Zhe: "How do you feel, sir, is it still itchy?"

"It's okay." Yan Guancang asked indifferently: "What brand?"

Su Zhe smiled powerfully, "National's old brand, Mr. Entrepreneurs should not pay much attention to this part."

"What is your name?"

Su Zhe: "SixGod."

I have never heard of it.

Yan Guancang didn't say anything, and returned to the room after wiping off the toilet water.

Su Zhe looked at the time and saw that it was getting late, so he also went back to the second floor to wash up and rest.

The Dragon Boat Festival will be in a few days, and this year it is estimated that I will not be able to go home as usual, so I will call home at that time.

After running around for a day, Su Zhe fell on the bed like a salted fish after coming out of the bathroom, looking at the bright ceiling above his head was a bit dazzling, thinking about Yan Guancang's eyes, and didn't know when the other party would recover.

Early the next morning, Su Zhe was awakened by the light that sneaked in from the gap in the curtains. When he went downstairs, he saw that there was no one in the living room, so he turned his head and went to the dining room to have a look.

At this time, the man was wearing dark home clothes and sitting at the dining table eating. There were many dishes, but what the other party had on hand were simple fried eggs, bacon and white porridge.

After taking a few bites, Yan Guancang stopped, raised his hand and groped around the table, and found a small seasoning jar not long after.

The small seasoning jar has been kept there, and Su Zhe looked at it for several days, but because the bottle was opaque, he didn't know what was in it.

Then Yan Guancang twisted the lid with his slender fingers to reveal a small hole, and sprinkled the fried eggs and bacon, even the porridge.

"Sir, do you need help?"

Su Zhe's sudden opening made the man's hand holding the seasoning jar stiff. He obviously didn't notice Su Zhe's arrival just now, and said in a cold tone: "No need."

Su Zhe looked at the small jar in the opponent's hand curiously, "Sir, what are you putting in?"

Yan Guancang said calmly, "Salt."

Su Zhe understood, and when he turned around to go to the kitchen, he met the cooking aunt.

The cooking aunt saw him, "Xiao Su, where is your porridge? What else do you need? Auntie will make it for you."

Su Zhe smiled politely, "No, I'm just here to make a cup of coffee, thank you."

"You are too polite, kid."

The cooking aunt looked at Su Zhe and became more and more satisfied. She has manners and manners and respects everyone. The main thing is that she is handsome and makes money. She is simply a good candidate for a son-in-law.

It's a pity that her family gave birth to a son, and if it was a daughter, she would definitely have to fight for it.

"Auntie."

"What's the matter, Xiao Su?"

"Have you always had a strong taste, sir?"

I saw Yan Guancang sprinkle a lot of salt in the bowl just now.

But Yan Guancang's eyes are still recovering, so he is half a patient. It is better for patients to eat less salt. "

"Well, Mr. likes salty food very much." Aunt Cook: "There is always a small salt shaker on the dining table. Mr. will add some from time to time when he eats. I didn't notice it before, but later I found out that Mr. prepared it himself."

Su Zhe understood, and then returned to the restaurant with his porridge. At this time, the helper was packing up Yan Guancang's used dishes, and the other party had long since disappeared.

Su Zhe took a look and interrupted to find the other party as soon as possible after breakfast. Maybe the aunt was a little busy today and forgot to add salt to the fried eggs. Su Zhe glanced at the small salt shaker on the dining table, and then raised his hand to sprinkle the fried eggs some.

Su Zhe picked up the fried egg and snorted, and almost didn't spit it out the next moment.

"Cough...cough..."

Su Zhe looked at the small salt shaker in disbelief.

It's actually filled with sugar!

The little salt shaker actually has two faces, and even the piggy bank can't hold it.

I didn't expect Yan Guancang to like sweets.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting food, Su Zhe ate up his breakfast and went to look for Yan Guancang.

At this time, the man was sitting in the living room listening to the morning news. Since he went out for a walk with the dog last night, although the golden retriever was still a little afraid to go forward, he was much less afraid than yesterday, and lay down not far from Yan Guancang's feet.

Su Zhe remembered what the staff said when he went to pick up his dog son, he had to take Yan Guancang to sign a contract when he had time.

"gentlemen."

Yan Guancang pronounced the word, "Huh?"

"When I went to pick up my brother yesterday, the staff said that you need to go and sign."

"When?"

"today."

Yan Guancang didn't say anything after hearing this. Although he was unwilling to adopt a guide dog, the issue of contract credibility was another matter. After the morning news was over, he went back to his room and changed his clothes.

Su Zhe helped people adjust the sunglasses and hats quickly, even though the speed was extremely fast, Yan Guancang frowned impatiently, Su Zhe looked at it and went out together without paying attention.

After arriving at the relevant department, professionals received Yan Guancang, while Su Zhe waited at the door of the reception room.

At this time, I met the staff who helped him bring the golden retriever out yesterday.

The staff saw him, "What a coincidence, bring someone to sign today?"

Su Zhe nodded with a smile.

The staff looked into the reception room and swallowed when they saw the man sitting on the chair.

Then he looked at the honest golden retriever at the opponent's feet, turned his head to Su Zhe and said, "He won't abuse small animals, right?"

Su Zhe comforted, "Of course not."

Staff: "Really?"

Su Zhe smiled powerfully, "He's just unloving, not a pervert."

"..."

The staff was relieved after hearing this, Yan Guancang's face showed some violent tendencies.

Su Zhe didn't expect that the boss's face of domestic violence would be recognized here.

Staff: "If you don't love or don't like small animals, it's hard to raise a guide dog."

Su Zhe could see the other party's worry, "He will get used to it slowly."

"That's good."

The two chatted one sentence at a time, and after a while, Yan Guancang was invited to the training ground by a guide dog trainer, intending to teach him some knowledge and skills related to guide dogs.

Su Zheben planned to follow, but was stopped by the reception staff in the reception room, "Sir, can I trouble you to answer a few questions?"

Su Zhe kept smiling, "Of course."

Sitting on the chair, the receptionist took out the form that Yan Guancang had just filled out.

All the answers are very good, but there are not many words on the merits of the adopter.

Advantages: None (I said he is very rich.)

Su Zhe: ...

As expected of you.

He could even imagine that scene.

Receptionist: "I see that Mr. Yan came with Mr. Yan, and he must be more familiar with us than us. Can you tell me about Mr. Yan's advantages?"

Su Zhe was silent for a while, and the question that his own mother couldn't answer was actually thrown to him.

Su Zhe looked at the form on the table without a soul, and the only advantage was also excluded by the other party.

After a moment of silence, Su Zhe said dryly, "In fact, he has quite a lot of advantages."

Receptionist: "Like."

"I will eat when I am hungry, drink water when I am thirsty, and not only run home when it rains, but also hold an umbrella."