tearful attack

Let Xia Qian go to the ink cartridge company as a manager?

This sentence came out of Li Yisheng's mouth, it was so natural, the tone was as if this was already an established result, there was no place to think or hesitate at all.

"Look, we just talked about the company's lack of management a few years ago, but as soon as the new year was over, Xia Qian just left Xia's house and came here." Li Yisheng was still thinking happily, "There are still people in the world Is it such a coincidence? This is simply dozing off and meeting the pillow."

Wen Lin nodded and responded.

"This is a unique opportunity. If you are one step late, someone else might snatch it away." Li Yisheng continued, "I thought you should have told Xia Qian long ago what you wanted, but what happened? Want me to remind you?"

Wen Lin lowered his gaze, and responded in a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Li Yisheng realized that Wen Lin's mood was wrong, "You don't look very interested?"

Wen Lin glanced away, looking a little silent.

"Don't you want Xia Qian to come in the ink box?" Li Yisheng couldn't help asking him in surprise.

"It's not..." Wen Lin looked down at his shoe uppers, "It's just, what, Mr. Xia has just been discharged from the hospital..."

"You can make an appointment first, and it's not that you want him to come to work now." Li Yisheng shook his head, saying that this is not a reason.

Wen Lin shifted his gaze to the employees over there, "Although Mr. Xia has been in charge of Boyuan Group, the company is different from the company after all. I suddenly pulled him into the ink box. I don't know if he will be with the employees. I'm not used to it...in case he doesn't get used to it..."

"Is this still unacceptable?" Li Yisheng said, "Let's not talk about the ability of management talents to adapt to the environment. Just now, you have seen his situation here. He wants to restrain these employees of our company. More than enough."

Wen Lin's eyes fell on his toes again, "But Mr. Xia was in charge of a big company before, if I asked him to come here, he might not be willing..."

"So you have to ask him, how do you know if he is willing or not if you don't ask him?"

Wen Lin fell silent.

"I think you're not afraid that he won't want to, you just don't want to." Li Yisheng frowned, feeling that this matter is really puzzling, "But why are you?"

Wen Lin couldn't give any reason, so he could only hem and haw, talking about him from left to right.

The employees over there just tested a small bug at this time, and Wen Lin rushed over to fix it, regardless of what Li Yisheng said.

Li Yisheng looked at his busy figure again, and could only shake his head and sigh.

In order to fix the bug, Wen Lin was busy for several hours.

By the time the optimization was completed, it was past nine o'clock in the evening.The employees dragged their tired bodies to bid farewell to each other, Wen Lin also yawned and rubbed his shoulders, finally he could go back.

Li Yisheng and he went out step by step, and said goodbye at the door of the office building.

When he was leaving, Li Yisheng was still hesitant to speak, apparently he hadn't given up on his plan to let Wen Lin transfer Xia to the Lalai Ink Cartridge Company, but he didn't say anything in the end.

After all, it was up to Wen Lin himself whether he wanted to invite Xia Qian to bring the ink cartridge.

Since Wen Lin himself is so reluctant now, it's hard for him to say too much as an outsider.

But in fact, even if Li Yisheng didn't say anything at the end, Wen Lin was thinking about this all the way home.

Wen Lin knew how important an excellent manager was to a company.Wen Lin knew how rare a managerial talent was.So right now, Xia Qian left Xia's family, and also left Boyuan Group by the way. This is such a rare opportunity, and Wen Lin naturally knows it all too well.

If it is for the sake of the company and he analyzes the pros and cons from a rational point of view, he really has no reason to hesitate.

But Wen Lin never spoke to Xia Qian - it was certainly not because he didn't expect it.He had thought of this matter a long time ago, and had already had countless opportunities to speak.

The reason why he never really said it was because at first it was because he was still on vacation, and Xia Qian also said that he would take a two-day rest, and then it was because Xia Qian was injured and hospitalized.But now that Xia Qian has been discharged from the hospital, he can't find any reason to delay any longer.

Wen Lin got off the taxi at the school gate, took a deep breath, patted his face, and finally decided to ask Xia Qian for his opinion.

But just after stepping into the university gate, Wen Lin's heart thumped again, remembering a terrible thing.

Before being hospitalized, Xia Qian had already solved the bank's problems and was able to withdraw his savings.So Xia Qian must have been able to find a better place to live, so is he still in that small dormitory in Wen Lin?

Wen Lin suddenly panicked, and ran back as if he was desperately trying to escape.

As soon as he arrived downstairs in the dormitory, he looked up and saw that the lights in his room were on, and he suddenly felt at ease again.

Wen Lin took a deep breath, climbed up the stairs, waited at his door for a while, and finally took out the key to open the door.

There was only one dim night light on in the living room, and the brightest light came from the TV.Xia Qian was lying on the sofa, covered with a quilt, curled up watching TV.

"Are you back?" He heard the sound of the door opening, and greeted without raising his head, watching very intently.

Looking at Xia Qian's appearance, Wen Lin felt as if a place in his heart had been filled.

He walked over, stood by the edge of the sofa, and touched Xia Qian's face with his hand.

"Your hands are so cold." Shocked by the ice, Xia Qian sat up a little, then grabbed Wen Lin's hand, stuffed it under the quilt to cover it.

Wen Lin just stood there, letting him cover it.

After a while, Xia Qian probably felt that Wen Lin's arm was blocking his view, so he simply lifted the quilt, pulled him over, hugged him in his arms, and then covered them both with the quilt.

Wen Lin lay obediently, and gently rubbed Xia Qian's neck with his chin.

Xia Qian couldn't help but shivered again, "Why are you so cold all over?"

"He just came in from the outside, can you?" Wen Lin smiled, wrapped his arms around his waist, and began to kiss him.

Xia Qian raised his head and avoided, "I'm watching TV."

Wen Lin stopped blocking him, but lowered his head, pulled off Xia Qian's collar, and kissed him all the way along his neck.

Xia Qian could ignore Wen Lin's movements at first, but after only a moment, Xia Qian's breathing became heavy.After a while, he couldn't help but grasp the hand on Wen Lin's waist tighter, and his whole body trembled slightly.

"Still watching TV?" Wen Lin blew into his ear and asked softly.

With the corners of his eyes wet and red, Xia Qian used trembling fingers to unbutton Wen Lin's clothes.

Because they were hospitalized before, they hadn't done this for a week. At this time, both of them were very restless, and they caught fire when they flirted.Contrary to the appearance, Xia Qian was always the first one among them to lose control.

This matter between them often started with Xia Qian's active request.

But correspondingly, Xia Qian often couldn't hold it for long, and often couldn't stand it halfway.And Wen Lin didn't seem to have much physical strength, but in fact he was very energetic, so he didn't feel tired even in the middle of the night.As for when it will end, Wen Lin often has the final say.

The sofa was too narrow tonight, and they all ended up on the ground, only putting the quilt under it.

Xia Qian trembled all over, his eyes were completely red, and he grabbed the quilt with both hands, and couldn't help but begged for mercy.

Back then, when he heard Xia Qian begging for mercy the first few times, Wen Lin was really panicked, but now he is very used to it, and he doesn't panic anymore.You only need to lie behind him, kiss his neck, and comfort him carefully, and he will make a whimpering sound, no matter what the other party does.

In the end, Xia Qian couldn't even stand up.Wen Lin rolled him up in the quilt and carried him to the bed.

"Not...haven't washed yet." Xia Qian tried to struggle on the way.

"I'm not afraid." Wen Lin squeezed into the quilt and kissed his eyelids, "It's all my stuff, so I'll keep it if I keep it."

Xia Qian's face was already blushing, and when he heard this, he became even more red, but he didn't say anything more, and obediently leaned his face on Wen Lin's shoulder.

Wen Lin couldn't help kissing a few more, "Mr. Xia, you are so cute."

... In this kind of matter, Wen Lin will always be more courageous.

He hugged Xia Qian, kissed and kissed, and finally couldn't help but say, "I really hope you will always be like this."

Xia Qian suddenly opened his eyes.Although the water color in his eyes has not faded, and the corners of his eyes are still red, but looking at him so straightly, Wen Lin's heart twitched.

"What will it be like forever?" Xia Qian asked him.

Wen Lin glanced away, feeling a little guilty.

Like today, staying at home, watching TV, waiting for him to come back, and letting him see the light inside from the window can be extremely reassuring.Wen Lin couldn't help wishing that this kind of life could last a little longer, but as long as he thought about it, he would feel how despicable he was.

Xia Qian seems to be born with a pair of wings, and can fly very high and far with ease.Although he was knocked down from the sky and stayed by his side, Wen Lin always knew that Xia Qian was still the tall and distant Xia Qian.

Now Wen Lin hoped that Xia Qian would stay by his side forever, wishing to lock him up in a cage, and also hoped that Xia Qian could fly higher and farther, and no one could break Xia Qian's wings.

These two contradictory emotions tore him, making him not know what to do.

"I'm sorry." Finally Wen Lin apologized.

"Why do you apologize?" Xia Qian asked him.

Wen Lin pursed his lips, "I'm too selfish, I want to stop you in your footsteps. I don't want you to go out to find a job, I think you can always wait for me at home."

Wen Lin wanted to slap himself when he said this sentence.Yes, the reason why he has been refusing to invite Xia Qian to take the ink box is not even because he is afraid that Xia Qian will look down on the ink box.He just wanted to hide Xia Qian so that no one could see it.So despicable, so despicable as to be ridiculous.

Xia Qian smiled when he heard the words, "So that's the case, there is nothing difficult to understand."

"... Is it easy to understand?"

"That's right," Xia Qian stroked his hair, "Actually, I also thought about asking you to resign and then lock you up. Just lock you up in my room without letting the door out. Lock it up with a chain, and at most give you a computer so that you can write code."

Wen Lin was terrified.

"Who made you so cute." Xia Qian pinched his face, "I'm afraid that you will be snatched away if others look at you more."

"But, but," this matter was too unbelievable, Wen Lin couldn't help stammering, "You never told me..."

"Because I know it won't work." Xia Qian smiled, "It's just possessive."

Wen Lin understood a little bit.

Everyone has possessiveness, but the difference between a normal person and a lunatic is whether they can suppress those wrong desires.

Wen Lin went to kiss Xia Qian's face again.

"Having said that," Xia Qian said, "Even if I want to find a job now, it's really hard to find."

"how come?"

"No company in City A dares to hire me," Xia Qian explained, "It's not worthwhile to go to other provinces."

"Then you can go to my company." Wen Lin blurted out.

Xia Qian looked at him with a smile.

Wen Lin reacted abruptly, blushing a little.I was entangled and entangled before, and I was entangled with things for a long time. It is really simple to say a word, and I don't know what I was entangled with before.

"Really, our company is actually pretty good." Wen Lin said, "Although the scale is small now, and there are still some debts that have not been paid off, but these are temporary things, and our company will get better and better. And I sure dare you."

"It sounds really good." Xia Qian said.

"Mr. Xia," hearing this response, Wen Lin found himself very happy, "Then when are you going to come to work?"

"It's not urgent, anyway, your company has few employees now, so I won't be needed for the time being." After Xia Qian finished speaking, he glanced at Wen Lin again, "But if I want to go to your company, you really, really , please don't call me Mr. Xia again. It will be messed up if it goes on like this."

Wen Lin blinked his eyes, feeling that he was really used to this name, and suddenly couldn't use it, he was quite at a loss, "Then what should it be called?"

"Whatever you want." Xia Qian said, "You can just call me by my name."

Wen Lin had never called him by his name directly. At this time, he kept the word "Xia Qian" in his mouth for a long time, and felt that these two words had a strange magic power. strange feeling.

"Xia Qian." When he finally shouted out, Wen Lin blushed unexpectedly.

It was obviously a name that had been called countless times by countless people, and Xia Qian should have been numb to hearing it, but at this time, perhaps because Wen Lin called it too seriously, even Xia Qian couldn't help but blush.

Xia Qian coughed, and forced himself to get used to this strange feeling, "Okay, I'll call it like that outside from now on."

"What about in the house?" Wen Lin asked him, "Can I call you Mr. Xia in bed?"

Xia Qian choked suddenly, and really didn't know how to answer.

Wen Lin lowered his head and thought for a moment.A sudden change of address, even if it's just a name, makes people feel inexplicably shy when shouting.That being the case... Wen Lin suddenly felt that maybe he could try something more shy.

Thinking of this, Wen Lin put his arms around Xia Qian, blushed, and suddenly whispered in Xia Qian's ear, "Qian Qian."

Xia Qian's face froze for a moment.

"Little Qianqian." Wen Lin cautiously added a few more words.

The author has something to say: There are always some days in every month that are particularly terrible...... I cried