contract relationship

Fan Shuojing: "Why were you crying just now?"

An Tong drew circles on the paper, and the lines unconsciously connected into small flowers, which were sparsely filled with blank corners.

Fan Shuojing caught a glimpse of the strange petals, pursed her lips, and then explained: "I didn't ask everyone to listen to me."

An Tong raised his head and wrinkled his nose slightly: "Then why did you ask me to listen to you?"

"because……"

Fan Shuojing was stuck, not knowing what to say.

At first, it was An Tong who said it herself. She assigned her affiliation under Fan Shuojing's name, which gave Fan Shuojing a certain illusion.

Let Fan Shuojing think that he has grasped something, can control it independently, can do whatever he wants, and can be unrestrained.

Adults still have to rely on a little comfort from others and use it as straw.

it is ridiculous.

Fan Shuojing perfunctory: "I bought you back with money, so I can't say a few words about you?"

An Tong muttered: "I will use this to press me..."

"What did you say?"

An Tong changed his words: "No!"

Fan Shuojing was dissatisfied: "Speak well, don't be vague, it's outrageous."

Dean of students?

No, the teaching director is not so fluffy, and he doesn't care what other people say.

There is no other such rigid person in the whole world.

An Tong suddenly digressed, looked Fan Shuojing up and down, looked back and forth twice: "Mr. Fan, are you 40 years old?"

Fan Shuojing: "..."

An Tong: "Only a 40-year-old would say that he should hold his head up when he walks, and girls should have a decent demeanor... and so on."

Xiao Fan was hit hard and didn't want to chat with An Tong anymore.

Fan Shuojing added a few more stacks of documents and asked An Tong to read them all and understand them.

I got angry for no reason, and then revealed it inexplicably, as if it never happened.

If you think about it carefully, it's also because An Tong's nerves are too rough, he has always been heartless, and doesn't care about everything.The past is the past, and it has no effect on her later.

But this person had a great influence on Fan Shuojing.

Get through the first morning and it's time for lunch.

An Tong captured Fan Shuojing's movements from the corner of her eye, and saw Fan Shuojing put down the signature pen, and she also put down the heavy documents, and stretched in the swivel chair.

Fan Shuojing's eyes were attracted by the stretched limbs, and she was about to speak when she was interrupted by An Tong.

"It's off work, right? Can't you move your body after get off work?"

She had almost figured out Fan Shuojing's way. With just one look from Fan Shuojing, she knew what Fan Shuojing was going to say.

Fan Shuojing's words were blocked, so she had to change her words: "It's okay to go to work."

"Forget it! It's inappropriate, inappropriate, and not ladylike."

Back to the stalk of "40-year-old Mr. Fan".

Mr. Fan felt frustrated again.

Fan Shuojing was too lazy to look at An Tong again, so she called someone from the secretariat on the internal line and asked him to lead An Tong to the staff restaurant.

An Tong's house number and meal card have been completed, but since she arrived at Reed Building in the morning, she stayed by Fan Shuojing's side to read documents and listen to Fan Shuojing talk about work, and she didn't have time to get familiar with the building.

An Tong was very excited holding the meal card, and asked Fan Shuojing how much money was in it.

The secretary who applied for the card was embarrassed, restrained the desire to complain, and replied seriously: "There is no money for a bare card."

Fan Shuojing took out 500 yuan from her wallet and handed it over, asking the secretary to tell An Tong where to recharge the card.

An Tong didn't shirk, and took the money without hesitation, rolled it up and handed it to the secretary brother.

The little brother was a little confused, thinking that the rumors on the internal forum might be true, and An Tong didn't look like an ordinary assistant.

There are so many people in the secretariat, who didn't borrow a meal card to eat on the first day?Otherwise, he would go out to have a simple meal, Xiao Fan never took care of such trivial matters.

Giving money is secondary. Sometimes when someone in the secretariat is unable to make ends meet, Mr. Fan has also paid for it, so don't pay it back.

The key issue is attitude.

How should I put it, when Mr. Fan gave An Tong money, he was too skillful.As if it had been done many times before, the two reached a tacit understanding in the process of giving and taking money.

This is completely different from when Lin Hui was here.

The secretary brother is still complaining.

An Tong asked Fan Shuojing: "What do you eat?"

Fan Shuojing probably didn't think about asking An Tong to buy food for her, she was totally unprepared, and said a little too late, "Whatever."

An Tong nodded and followed the secretary brother.

Ten minutes later, An Tong came back again, walking tremblingly with the dinner plate in his hand.

Fan Shuojing heard her yelling outside: "President Fan! Help! Open the door for me."

Fan Shuojing got up helplessly, her forehead began to twitch after opening the door, and she gritted her teeth and asked, "What is this?"

"Udon noodles and dumplings in sour soup, which one do you want?"

"I'm asking, what is this that serves the rice?"

The restaurant's tray, the restaurant's large noodle bowl, and the restaurant's chopsticks and spoons.An Tong just brought it up.

An Tong put the tray on the coffee table and shook his sore arm: "Bowl...or basin? It's such a big bowl! It's quite heavy to serve."

Fan Shuojing simply didn't know how to comment: "I remember that the restaurant has a rule that no takeout of bowls and chopsticks is allowed."

An Tong sniffed the sour soup dumplings, looked satisfied, and squinted at Fan Shuojing: "Yes. I said it was for you, so they asked me to serve it."

Fan Shuojing had nothing to say.

An Tong added another sentence: "Your name is really good, you don't have to wait in line. You also got two more tea eggs."

Seriously speaking, Fan Shuojing has not opened such a special case in Rehm's ten years.

She seldom goes to the restaurant to eat, and occasionally goes there, and tries to avoid the meal time of the employees as much as possible, and eats the ordinary employee meals.

In other respects, try not to put on airs and be special in front of employees.

As a result, after ten years of persistence, An Tong was broken on the first day she came.

Fan Shuojing was in a complicated mood, picked up An Tong who was squatting next to the coffee table, and taught him seriously: "Don't rush to eat, come here, I will follow this principle with you."

"What's the point?"

"Why do you jump in line?"

An Tong blinked: "I didn't jump in the queue. It's called jumping in the queue only if others disagree. They all agree, and the aunt who cooks is also willing to give it to me first."

Fan Shuojing disagreed: "Are they really willing?"

"Then I don't care. They don't have to let me go. I can't make a fuss in the restaurant and forcefully cut the line. If I don't want to, but I still pretend to be happy, it's because they are making fun of themselves, and it's none of my business."

Fallacy.

But does it make sense?

Fan Shuojing was almost entangled by An Tong, and reminded her bravely: "You also said that they would let you because you mentioned my title. This is bullying in disguise, do you understand?"

"is it?"

An Tong thought for a while, then nodded: "It seems so. But I didn't lie, this meal is for you. Your title of president is also real."

It seems to have entered a dead end.

Fan Shuojing wanted to teach An Tong, but she always felt that An Tong's logical way of thinking was a bit strange, very...selfish.

Even a little selfish.

Except when she was pretending to be obedient and flattering in front of Fan Shuojing, she always made herself the center, and the world in which she lived revolved around her.

A typical spoiled child, self-willed, loves to act like a baby, and is very good at acting like a baby.

An Tong defended unconvinced: "I think your idea is very strange..."

How dare you say it?

Who is weirder?

An Tong took it for granted: "You are too rigid! You are the boss of Reed, you are the biggest in this place, and this building is yours. What can you do? You can just walk the horse in the corridor, eat What happened to the meal?"

"Red is not mine."

"Whose is that?"

An Tong deserted in class, and the textbook was blank, and his knowledge of the company came from An Changsheng.

An Changsheng is the boss, and he alone has the final say on everything about the company, and he doesn't need to discuss what to do, it's decided with a tap of his head.

They are all the bosses of the company, and Fan Shuojing should be like this too.

It turns out that Reed doesn't belong to Fan Shuojing?

Fan Shuojing opened her mouth, but she didn't come out with an explanation, and finally she sighed: "It's useless to read the materials in the morning."

"Ah? No! I wrote it down seriously!"

Fan Shuojing didn't bother to say any more, and explained straightforwardly and concisely: "Anyway, remember, you can't do this again in the future."

"Oh……"

"It's not enough to just read, let's start copying books in the afternoon."

devil!

During the meal, An Tong still couldn't figure it out, and asked Fan Shuojing, "You said Reed is not yours, so why are you working so hard?"

Fan Shuojing took a few mouthfuls of udon noodles and put down her chopsticks: "The company is not owned by those employees, they are also at work."

"But they left after get off work. You are still busy after get off work, do you have overtime pay?"

"……No."

An Tong was surprised: "Then what are you drawing!"

Picture what?

Nothing is pictured.

Nothing and nothing will happen, that's the best.

An Tong smacked his lips: "Mr. Fan, it's time for you to think about your life."

"You work hard for something that doesn't belong to you at all, and you have to endure, restrain, and suppress yourself. You don't even have the privilege of eating in advance. Your life is so-no-interest-ah."

boring?

Fan Shuo was silent for a moment, then asked, "Then what is interesting?"

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The author has something to say: Mr. Fan: I will not walk the horse in the corridor, thank you.

An Tong: If it were me, I would walk the horse in the hallway, raise birds in the tea room, pet cats in the gym!

Suddenly found that the cover has changed, which is quite nice.

And, the title of Pipitong is too suitable 23333333