At 07:30 in the morning, He Chi arrived at the entrance of Jintai High-end Business Community on time. He pressed the window and confirmed his identity with the security guard at the gate. Yes, He Chi said with a smile that Lao Sun went home to accompany his wife, and now he takes on Lao Sun's work by himself.

He Chi was waiting downstairs in the third building. As soon as he came to a stop, he saw the general manager coming out of the unit door. The gray suit he was wearing today made people feel very calm and quiet. He Chi let his eyes stare at the manager from the beginning. Move to the feet.

"Have you been kept waiting?" The manager closed the car door moderately.

"No, I just arrived too." He Chi handed the manager the breakfast belt in the storage basket by the door, and started the car again.

"Eat while it's hot." He Chi reminded.

The manager stared blankly at the hot breakfast in his hand, then turned to look at He Chi:

"This is not within the scope of your work. The company will not reimburse you for expenses like breakfast."

"Okay, I know, eat it quickly and see if it suits your taste." He Chi changed lanes and didn't look at him at all.

The manager stopped talking, and he looked at the young man with undisguised searching in his eyes.

The car drove steadily to the downstairs of the company. The general manager asked him to park the car in the garage and opened the door to leave. Unexpectedly, He Chi stretched out his long hand to close the door again.

The general manager looked at him with some puzzlement. He took out a neatly folded white handkerchief from his suit pocket, wiped off the oil stains on the corners of the general manager's mouth as meticulously as he did for his three-year-old son, and looked at it again. The face of the general manager smiled with satisfaction and said:

"Okay, let's go down, I didn't meet you."

The general manager's cheeks turned red quickly, he clenched his fingers, opened and closed his mouth to say something, but finally got out of the car with difficulty.

He Chi looked at the man through the window with a smile, and then realized something, as if he had played a little too much.

It was He Chi's first day at work, but his working ability was beyond imagination.For a project that he had never taken over before, he asked the material department to ask for documents and spent half a day looking through it, and he understood that it was not bad. In his eyes, he didn't say a word, just lowered his head and took a sip of coffee.

When it was lunch break, other employees went to eat in groups, some went to the cafeteria, some went to the restaurant, He Chi had just arrived, and he didn’t partner with anyone, but Wang Yan went upstairs and asked him if he wanted to have dinner together, He Chi Looking back at the manager who was still sitting in the boss chair, he declined.

He Chi walked up to the manager, bent down and said softly:

"Is the manager still not eating lunch? The lunch break is not too long."

The manager was looking at a plan on the tablet, and was taken aback by He Chi again. He frowned and said with displeasure:

"Why do you always appear so close to me like a ghost?"

He Chi determined the manager's safe distance in his heart, and said innocently:

"You're so focused, you didn't hear me when I called several times."

The manager looked at his watch, and it was indeed getting late. Once he concentrated on doing something, he would lose the concept of time, and he would not feel thirsty or hungry.He said to He Chi:

"You can go eat now."

"Manager, it's embarrassing for no one to eat with me, can I go to eat with you?" He Chi said sincerely.

The manager has a sky-high salary but has never been extravagant and wasteful. Most of the time he goes to the cafeteria to eat, except for social entertainment at work.The manager lowered his head and unconsciously tapped his lips with his index finger, as if thinking about something, He Chi felt thirsty for a while.

Finally, the manager raised his head and said seriously: "You have to swipe your meal card."

He Chi couldn't help pursing his lips into a smile, and the manager's ears couldn't help turning red again. He lowered his head and defended, although he didn't think he was justifying:

"I can't let other employees think I'm taking sides."

He Chi deliberately asked in surprise:

"Huh? Was the manager partial to me?"

The manager stopped talking completely, bit his lip, and looked at He Chi with a worried expression.

The manager said two times, and He Chi frowned a little:

"How can the manager eat such a vegetarian diet? You are already thin enough."

The manager turned his face away, as if he didn't like being questioned like this, he retorted:

"Green vegetables are good for the human body."

Well, when my 12-year-old cousin was a picky eater, he spoke exactly like you, He Chi commented in his heart.

"And... I'm not thin..." the manager added in a murmur.

"You still don't accept it?" He Chi misunderstood for a moment.

The manager looked up at He Chi in bewilderment: "I'm 130 a catty, so I'm not considered skinny."

He Chi knew that he had misunderstood, and thought to himself that your chubby, full-length little fart has gone up, and your slender arms and legs are not called skinny?

He put the braised pork on his plate into the manager's plate, and said in a commanding tone:

"Eat it."

The manager frowned at the greasy piece of meat, and actually had a look of disgust. He pushed the plate and said angrily:

"I won't eat it."

He Chi forgot his identity for a moment, and he still wanted to teach his cousin a lesson, and said sternly:

"Don't be picky eaters, eat quickly."

The manager looked at He Chi in disbelief, curled his lips, and felt aggrieved, but that pitiful expression was fleeting, and was captured by He Chi. He Chi looked at him and said proudly:

"I'm sorry, I don't eat food that's stained with other people's saliva." As he said that, the manager picked up the plate and poured it out without looking back at He Chi.

He Chi repeatedly recalled his words "Don't eat anything stained with saliva", somehow he thought of other bad aspects. He must not want to eat things stained with other liquids, but that For a moment, He Chi was obsessed, and he just wanted to see the proud peacock's aggrieved look because he was reluctant to be forced to eat something he couldn't swallow.He Chi was shocked to find that he had changed his mind.

It took him a long time to calm down in place before he could stand up with a normal expression.

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