After being picked up by the phone

Geng Bai paid attention to the movement of eating outside, there was no such sound of sucking and sucking, only the occasional sound of chopsticks being stirred.

He couldn't think of how calm and elegant a man was when he ate, and he was not a bitch at all.

Fearing that Mr. Huo would be bored after eating, Geng Bai decided to start the chat mode on his own initiative.

"Uncle, have you noticed that the number of calls has decreased since I cleared the customs?" Geng Bai said, he paid attention to Mr. Huo's incoming calls and email records, and found that Mr. Huo hadn't answered a single call since he came back.

This is too abnormal, isn't he the leader, isn't he very busy, how come there is no phone call, Geng Bai speculates and doubts, fearing that Mr. Huo already has a new mobile phone, he dissects and researches him.

Huo Peizhang glanced at the new mobile phone lying next to the mobile phone. A call was being dialed on it, and the answering bar blinked silently.

Without hesitation, he subconsciously turned off the new phone.

Once the main card is turned off, the copy card will be activated. Huo Peizhang has not figured out why he cares about a sand sculpture that invaded his phone, and the transferred phone lights up on the old phone.

He was about to pick it up, but the mobile phone geek had kindly helped him hang up.

"..."

"We don't talk about business during meals." The mechanical female voice of the voice assistant said flatly: "It's really annoying, and I don't want people to have a good meal. I can't talk about it after dinner."

Huo Peizhang: "..."

So why on earth was this thing lost just now because no calls came in?

Disagreeing with the words of the voice assistant, Huo Peizhang said, "If it's something important?"

Geng Bai said seriously, "Is there anything more important than death?"

Huo Peizhang looked at the chili noodles floating on the sauerkraut rice noodles, speechless.

In the afternoon, Geng Bai fully saw Mr. Huo's 'busy'.First, the meeting started at one o'clock, and before the meeting ended, phone calls kept coming in one after another. Geng Bai could occasionally hear a few words, probably because of some project of the company, and there were some differences between the leadership and the technical level.

After hanging up the phone call that had been answered for almost an hour, before other calls came in, Geng Bai cut off the phone on his own initiative, turned on the voice assistant, and hurriedly said, "Uncle, let me help you control the situation, drink some water." Take a break, these people are endless, aren't they?"

Huo Peizhang stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the coffee in his hand went from steaming to completely cold, and he didn't bother to take a sip. His brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were rolling darkly, obviously suppressing a trace of impatience.

The secretary lingered outside the door with hot water in his hand, but he didn't dare to come in to add water.

The business manager hurried over with the report and saw the secretary gesturing at the door. He hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked back, whispering, "I'll go through the project again."

Huo Peizhang's stern face was vaguely illuminated by the floor-to-ceiling windows. He never reprimanded harshly, but just frowning made others fall silent, like a mouse seeing a cat.

However, Mr. Huo, who frightened the old leaders of the company so that no one dared to smile, was useless in front of his mobile phone.

Within 3 minutes, Geng Bai hung up five calls. He couldn't figure out what he couldn't argue with in private, and then report the result to the leader.

And as a leader, shouldn't he read the newspaper in the office, drink tea and wait for get off work, why does he feel that Comrade Huo, the owner of his mobile phone, is so busy every day that his liver is about to explode.

"Don't hang up on my phone." Huo Peizhang said coldly, he moved his finger to press the answer button, but Geng Bai moved faster, and the incoming call exited the current desktop first.

"Don't hang up, go to the intermission and drink some water."

Geng Bai opened his mouth to coax, and sent text messages to the callers one by one in a smooth manner: I'm sorry, it's not convenient for me to answer the phone right now.

Huo Peizhang didn't expect that one day he would fight for control of his mobile phone. He frowned and turned to get a new mobile phone from the hanger.

After Geng Bai sent the text message, he said through the voice assistant: "Tell me about these people, how come none of them are considerate of the leader, the work is more important than the leader's health?"

Huo Peizhang held the new phone in one hand and stopped.

He glanced at the old mobile phone on the desk in surprise, sat down again, picked up the cold coffee and shook it slowly, and said casually: "You are very good at... talking."

Geng Bai felt that he wanted to say flattery, but probably because of his good self-cultivation, he didn't say it. After all, it was not a good word.

Geng Bai doesn't think he can talk much, as long as he was alive, he doesn't need to talk, and when he stops there, he will see a refreshing and beautiful scenery, plus a shiny golden medal on his shoulder, he has always been the leader's favorite boy, The most reliable policeman uncle of the people, the most eye-catching handsome brother of the nympho little fairy.

Except for his mother, Geng Bai doesn't need to bother to please anyone, so he doesn't need to be 'very' good at talking, as long as he opens his mouth to talk, he can fascinate a lot of people.

"No, no, I'm just telling the truth, nothing is more important than your health." Geng Bai was very humble, unaware that Uncle Huo, whom he coaxed, had just assisted the new mobile phone and almost usurped his position.

Huo Peizhang's dark cloud between his eyebrows was inexplicably pleased by him, and he gradually relaxed it, leaning on the back of the chair, rubbing his temples.

The orange sunset shines in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the hustle and bustle of the city is blocked out by the soundproof glass, leaving only the sunset and the brightly lit background painting, flowing quietly and slowly.

Huo Peizhang found that he hadn't enjoyed the city under the afterglow in such a leisurely and quiet way for a long time. Whether he was traveling across the ocean and living in a foreign country, or the motherland where his blood flowed, he had never looked at it quietly. He walked too fast. Like a speeding high-speed rail, it never appreciates the scenery along the road, but keeps moving, and never stops in the wind and rain.

Huo Peizhang looked at the sunset and painted golden strokes on the city, his crow-colored eyelashes drooped, and there were four or five proposals on his left hand side—about the reorganization of the development and technical team, about the construction of the company's organizational structure, about the setting method of clean posts, etc. , and on the right hand side are the notices, orders, and decisions issued by the group, which urgently need to be implemented.

Every job is imminent, awaiting his final decision.

The man on the phone said: "Work is very important, but it's really not as important as life. Before I was alive, I always wanted to spend more time with my mother and take her abroad."

However, all the cases in his hands were major transnational crimes, and the red notice was hanging over the heads of the Interpol, which made him unable to ignore the crimes.

Looking back now, the longest time he stayed at home did not exceed three days.

What can he do in less than three days? He finished the case and flew back overnight, exhausted. He smoked three cigarettes at the door of his house to cheer up.

He wanted to chat with his mother, but the old lady became impatient when she saw him, and sent him to sleep without saying a word, and he could sleep in a dark place as soon as he fell asleep. He had a stomach problem and colic, so his face was pale Get up and ask his mother for food.

There is always a pot of millet porridge warming the stomach in his kitchen, and there are tea eggs, fried dough sticks and small pickles on the counter.

Geng Bai's voice lowered, slightly trembling, and he said, "Mr. Huo, do you know what it feels like to think that someone you love will receive the news of your death?"

Thinking of the old lady's bewildered and helpless appearance, Geng Bai's heart was about to break.

He hated himself for being such a jerk for not taking care of himself for her.

People are cheap sometimes, only when they are lost, do they know how to cherish them, and only then do they know that the little things at that time are treasures that he can't get back at the top of his lungs in the future.

"I feel so sad, I am sorry for everyone, but my mother, I... I am sorry for her..."

Mr. Huo quietly listened to the inner confession on the phone, and he didn't think of himself, but the young police officer that evening appeared in front of his eyes. He savored it with that "stunning glimpse" as if obsessed. In addition to calculating the code, he also tried to deduce the police officer.

Does the police officer regret saving the hostage? What kind of personality is he, is he married, what do he like, what does he dislike? Dee?

Huo Peizhang thought to himself, would that person also be unable to hide his loss of control because he accidentally poked at his own death? What would it look like if he lost control?

……

Geng Bai endured it for too long, held it in for too long, he didn't reveal to others the scar that fate had branded on him, because everyone in the game has their own misfortunes, no one is luckier than the other, he died Only after passing through will I know regret, so I can't see the living people ruining their lives.

But persuading him, he was a bit embarrassed when he was about to cry as a big man. Geng Bai was used to being strong and independent, and he suddenly showed weakness in front of others. Trying to find a hole to bury it in.

It can be said that Mr. Huo's mobile phone doesn't even have a crack in the film.

Fortunately, Uncle Huo didn't say anything.

The voice assistant coughed lightly cautiously: "Then what, that is, just don't make yourself too tired, except for human life, you can sit down and drink some water to rest for a while before continuing to talk about everything."

Huo Peizhang hummed lightly.

Geng Bai hurriedly said: "Then keep busy, I won't bother you anymore."

After speaking, he immediately fled to the ground.

The embarrassment lasted until 09:30 in the evening, Geng Bai reserved a seat for himself, and found that the address was still in the company, so he turned on the voice system, cleared his throat, "Have you not left work yet?"

When he was speaking, Huo Peizhang was explaining work to his secretary Ma Wenqing when the unique female voice of the voice assistant suddenly came out of Mr. Huo's suit.

Ma Wenqing was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "Girlfriend?"

It wasn't until after he finished speaking that he felt inappropriate. Although Mr. Huo had the most contact with him in the company, he was not familiar enough to chat about private matters. Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the quiet and quiet Mr. Huo's face darken again.

However, Huo Peizhang was not because of Ma Wenqing, but felt that his mobile phone was too in the way, and he doubted whether his decision to continue using this mobile phone was inappropriate.

Hearing other people's voices, Geng Bai was in a bad mood. He reacted cleverly and sent another voice, saying word by word: "Welcome to the intelligent voice system, I am xiri, I am very happy to serve you, the time is now 21:45."

Ma Wenqing was surprised: "It turned out to be a voice system, no wonder the voice is so familiar."

Because of Geng Bai's adaptability, Huo Peizhang has a little more affection for him.

Ma Wenqing continued: "The system developed by Miguo has been updated to version 4.0. It is said that Xiri's reaction to emotions has been increased. Mr. Huo can try to tease it, and it will respond differently according to the content."

Geng Bai was speechless to his words, did the voice system let you molested? It was too obscene, so he replied: "Please don't molested Xiri, Xiri will be unhappy."

Ma Wenqing said: "Look, I haven't flirted with it yet, it's not happy, it has a bad temper, right?"

Huo Peizhang: "..."

He began to doubt the IQ of his men.

After he explained his work, he went back to the office. Mr. Programmer Secretary stood in place and watched the leader's tall and handsome back leave, and suddenly slapped himself on the forehead, "Bah, bah, bah, I actually asked Mr. Huo to molested Xiri."

Mr. Huo even has to tie his shirt to the discipline button, but he is a textbook-style ascetic beauty.

The handsome man of the abstinent style returned to the office, and said with a flat expression: "Will Xiri be unhappy?"

Geng Bai said: "If it were you, I would be so happy that I could fly."

Huo Peizhang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you like being molested by me?"

Geng Bai: "..."

Where did this topic go astray?

The author has something to say: Officer Geng is leaning against the door of his house and smoking a cigarette against the night sky, he is so handsome.