Wild man picked up

Rong Baichuan was stunned by the scolding, Wen Yuan felt even more guilty, he slapped the table: "Don't eat!"

Standing up for two steps, he grabbed a fried dough stick from the table unwillingly, and went back to the room to change clothes.

The information slowly gathered in his mind, and he found out the reason for his boss's anger, he was a little dumbfounded.

Thinking that taking away the deep-fried dough sticks would feel dry, Rong Baichuan found a stack of disposable paper cups from home, like the ones in milk tea shops, with lids and straws, he poured a cup of soy milk, and handed it to Wen Wen when he got on the bus. Wish, be murdered: "Didn't you see that I was driving?"

Rong Baichuan had no choice but to withdraw his hand and hold it for him temporarily, saying: "I see a lot of these paper cups at home, are you going to open a milk tea shop?"

"I bought it for my own use. When I'm too lazy to wash the cup, I use it to make milk." After drinking, throw it away, saving time and trouble.

Rong Baichuan couldn't accept it, and said after a while: "Using too much of this kind of paper cup is not good for your health. I will wash your milk cup from now on."

Wen Yuan's heartbeat slowed down by two beats. He stared straight ahead for a moment, and his anger was completely gone: "Anyway, I can't wash it a few times. I rarely wash it myself. When I want to drink, I can order takeaway."

Wen Yuan once again refreshed Rong Baichuan's understanding of "lazy". He paused and said, "Let me know when you want to drink in the future, and I'll make it."

"How dare I ask you to do these things?"

"Then rush every day, before going to bed, just to help sleep."

Wen Yuan's heartbeat started to speed up, he frowned and said, "Then you still work as my nanny part-time?"

"You saved my life, and that's what it should be."

Wen Yuan was a little embarrassed, but also a little happy, his eyes were slightly bent, and Rong Baichuan looked sideways, his heart seemed to be wrapped in melted cotton candy, sinking down, overflowing with softness and sweetness.

Wen Yuan decided to find a reason for getting angry at him today to express his guilt, "I see that the wounds on your body, especially on your neck, don't look like ordinary scratches. You don't remember the past, just in case Someone is chasing you, so isn’t it a trap to find relatives online?”

After hearing the wish, I felt a little mysterious. In today's civilized society, there is no such thing as chasing and not chasing.

Rong Baichuan was thoughtful.He was naturally aware of the wounds on his own body, the artery in his neck was almost cut, and the bruise was from the back to the front, as if something was deliberately attacking the back of the head and he narrowly avoided it.

There will be weapons that will consciously make people attack the back of the head and leave such scratches after being dodged. Except for one thing, he can't think of anything else for the time being.

But he still dutifully flattered: "You're right, I didn't even think of it."

Wen Yuan ignored the unreal feeling in his mind, and gave a solemn "hmm".

Not long after sitting down in the office, the secretary knocked on the door, Wen Yuan allowed people to come in, and soon a bright red glow appeared in front of his eyes.

There were 99 roses, and the little secretary's cheeks were flushed, and she looked at Wen Yuan expectantly, "Mr. Wen, where should I put this?"

"Who brought it here?"

"I didn't say who it was, but there seems to be a card."

Wen Yuan stretched out her hand, the secretary girl hurried over and handed it to him, Wen Yuan picked up the card on the bouquet and unfolded it, it was indeed Nie Fanxing.

Sweet words in the letter:

You only need to be lucky twice in life.

I met you once,

I will grow old with you once.

He asked: "If these flowers are picked off, can they still live?"

The secretary hurriedly said: "It can survive for a while in a bottle, and if conditions permit, it may be able to regenerate roots in the soil."

Wen Yuan was a little surprised, and said, "You understand this very well?"

The secretary blushed: "My dad is getting old, he likes to grow some flowers and plants, and he has learned about it."

Wen Yuan smiled: "Then you take it, if you can get a job, it's their luck."

"I...me?" The secretary's eyes widened. She had never received such a large bouquet of roses since she was a child.

Wen Yuan nodded, waved her away, tore up the card written by Nie Fanxing, and threw it into the trash can.

Rong Baichuan looked sideways, then lowered his eyes intently to check the employee information.Since companies like Cheng'an are well-known in this city, naturally many people who want to make a living come in.

In this company, who really does things can be seen at a glance by looking at the work records over the years, but there are more people who need to be asked on the spot.

Wen Yuan gave him three days to investigate, and needed more detailed information to find out who was sincere in doing things but had no achievements for many years, and who was making connections but getting promoted step by step.

During working hours, Wen Yuan seldom talks to him, but occasionally someone comes into the office to give reports, but his attitudes are different. Based on this, Rong Baichuan temporarily has an established impression and writes them down one by one.

At noon, Nie Fanxing sent another bouquet of flowers, and Wen Yuan told the secretary: "You unpack it, distribute it to other employees, and ask them to put it on their desks."

The secretary turned around to do it, and Wen Yuan looked at Rong Baichuan: "Many employees will go to the cafeteria to eat."

Rong Baichuan understood in seconds, nodded and said, "Then I'll bring it back for you."

Wen Yuan smiled slightly, staring at his leaving back, more and more satisfied.Rong Baichuan used to be an elite in the workplace. He could immediately understand a word or a glance at work. There are many people in the cafeteria. Listening and watching more, chatting up people is the fastest way to understand various departments.

Wen Yuan searched the Internet again based on the pictures. The Internet is very developed now, and many unknown doctors have encyclopedias. Outside of the system, there are no other results.

It shouldn't be... Wen Yuan felt that he should have missed his eyes, but the network did not match anyone with the same face as this one.

He delivered two bouquets of flowers a day, and in the afternoon, Nie Fanxing finally came to the door in person, leaning against the car door at the entrance of the company to play cool, as soon as he saw and heard that Yuan came out, he immediately approached him: "A Yuan!!"

"Don't force me to embarrass you at the door."

Nie Fanxing thought of the shrimp slapped on his face that day, so he didn't dare to do anything to him, and said gently: "I reserved a table at Aurora restaurant, don't you really like their foie gras? Let me take you there to eat, okay? "

Wen Yuan stopped, let out a breath, and said seriously: "Don't pester me anymore, I'm really sick now when I see you."

Rong Baichuan was still standing aside, and Nie Fanxing's face suddenly became ugly. He watched him sit in the car, feeling as if a big stone had been crushed on his chest, making it uncomfortable.

"President Nie." Wen Kang's voice came from behind, Nie Fanxing frowned and looked over, Wen Kang said: "The bodyguard entered Yuan Yuan's office today, and has never come out."

"What do you mean?" Nie Fanxing just touched Wen Yuan's nose, and seeing Wen Kang's face became even more unhappy: "That's just a bodyguard, do you think I will be compared to that kind of person?"

Wen Kang said: "Of course not. But you must know what the young master of our Wen family looks like. It's hard to guarantee that Rong Baichuan won't take Ah Yuan's idea."

Nie Fanxing frowned, feeling even more irritable: "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"I'm thinking, if the Nie family and the Wen family can have a child who is related by blood, then no matter how much Mr. Nie plays outside, the marriage will be sealed."

Nie Fanxing squinted his eyes, and after a while, he approached Wen Kang, "Do you think that I, Nie Fanxing, are so lowly that I want to beg my wife in such a low way?"

Sensing his anger, Wen Kang was startled, Nie Fanxing patted his face, and said softly: "Throw out those nasty thoughts in your head, if Wen Yuan hates me even more because of you... ..."

He didn't continue talking, but his eyes were clearly dangerous. When he got into the car, Wen Kang wiped the cold sweat from his brow and ground his teeth hard.

Wen Yuan received a message from Nie Fanxing: "Your cousin just told me that if we have children, you won't be able to escape."

"But don't worry, I refused. I am always worried that you are in a company with such a person. As long as you agree to marry me, we will be a family. Whoever bullies you is bullying me. I will definitely not let him Better off."

"I know you're still angry with me. I'll give you time. I promise you to cultivate your self-cultivation during this time. Don't go out to make trouble. Give me another chance. What's more, in your current situation, besides me, who else can help you?" Can you help me?"

The last sentence turned out to be a threat.Wen Yuan squeezed the steering wheel tightly, her eyes turned cold.

The car gradually left the urban area and turned onto a road that was almost deserted. He was going to let Rong Baichuan take a test drive. This happened to be a development zone, but the road was wide but there were no people there. Small tricycles or building material trucks pass by.

The car stopped by the side of the road, Wen Yuan changed seats with him, and said, "The driver's license and ID card will come out this week, you can try to see if you can drive."

After saying this, Wen Yuan suddenly thought of the days when he was scolded when he learned to learn a driver's license. Now he is the co-pilot teaching others.

"Don't worry, take your time and let go of the handbrake first. If you can't do it, it's normal. I'll enroll you in a class and you'll be able to do it after a month of scolding."

Wen Yuan taught lightly, waiting for him to make mistakes at any time to "instruct" and find reasons to vent his anger.

The car started steadily in the hands of Rong Baichuan. Whether it was turning around or braking, or encountering a tricycle ignoring the rules and rampaging, he behaved like a very old driver and compared steadily.

It looks like the "coach" can be packed up and thrown away at any time.

Ten minutes later, Rong Baichuan parked the car back, turned to look over, his eyes were gentle: "It feels good, I can be the driver."

Wen Yuan shut up for a moment, turned his face away to cover up his depression with arrogance, and said sarcastically: "What's there to be happy about, no matter how steady you drive, you're still a gangster."

Rong Baichuan didn't know where he had offended him again, so he thought silently, not daring to speak casually.

Wen Yuan frowned at him, then got angry for two seconds by himself, and said, "Come down, I want to go home."

It's 'I', not 'we', even though he didn't want to, Rong Baichuan's heart still tightened, he looked sideways at Wen Yuan, and tentatively asked: "Mr. Wen, did I make you angry?"

Wen Yuan became even more depressed, he was silent for a while, knowing that he was in a bad mood, his tone softened, and said: "Nie Fanxing made me very unhappy, it has nothing to do with you."

This answer did not make Rong Baichuan relax. From the first time he saw Nie Fanxing, his heart was full of discomfort.

"Can I ask you a personal question?"

"No." Wen Yuan put on a straight face, and said ruthlessly, "Get out of the car and change seats immediately, or I won't want you."

Rong Baichuan: "..."

You are so, moody.

The author has something to say: Mr. Si opened the door to get out of the car, and a heavy truck roared by.

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Thank you for the landmine X3 of the picture scroll!