lover relationship

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Sang Ye's words are a bit informative:

"I'm not interested in girls."

"But that Boss Lin from Jianan seems to be very interesting."

"I heard that he poached a lot of people from us last year? What do you know, tell me about it?"

There were too many important points at once, and Ye Xiaoru was dazzled. She didn't know where to start to answer the question. She instinctively followed the last question and replied cautiously: "I don't know much. What can I know as a small employee?" ?”

Sang Ye smiled: "I'm still a small employee, so I've really become a 'little boss' who can't get on the stage."

"No, no, that's not what I mean," Ye Xiaoru hesitated, "I just became a full-time employee not long ago, and I heard that Brother Xiao Fang, Sister Zhang's assistant, quit. Yes... say he is..."

Ye Xiaoru's voice gradually died down, and Sang Ye asked her with a smile: "What are you talking about? Is it a howling beast?"

Ye Xiaoru was teased by him, she pursed her lower lip, and whispered to Sang Ye hesitantly, "He said that he would rather be the secretary of Jianan's boss because they have an affair."

"Pfft," Sang Ye scratched the tip of his nose with his index finger, and lowered his head with a smile, "This young talent from Jianan, Boss Junlin, has something to offer, I thought how he poached people away, so it's because of his beauty? "

Ye Xiaoru said: "At that time, it was quite a big deal. There were several employees who followed Fang Zhuo. I don't know the specific reason. This is probably just a joke of theirs."

Sang Ye stood up from the swivel chair, held the white porcelain plate with mousse cake between his fingers, and walked towards Ye Xiaoru.

He is much taller than Xiao Ru, and it feels quite stressful to the little girl. With his long legs, Xiao Ru leaned back against the wall, with a little rabbit-like panic in his eyes, and he spoke awkwardly, trembling. Weiwei reached out to pick up the tray: "Sang, Mr. Sang, I, I can take it by myself... shall I?"

The corners of Sangye's eyes were bent downwards, forming seductive smiling eyes. His eyes were amber, and when he squinted and smiled, the luster was indistinguishable, and the depth could not be seen clearly.Sang Ye smiled lightly and asked Ye Xiaoru: "Hey, Xiaoru, what do you think I look like?"

The chaos in Ye Xiaoru's mind turned into a pot of paste, and the squeaking gears made a difficult sound.On the one hand, it is true that he has a good appearance, he is too close, and the aggressiveness of a man is overwhelming. On the other hand, it is really... Really... Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah. shameless!

Ye Xiaoru rubbed her lips: "Very, very good..."

Sang Ye stepped back, put the white porcelain plate in her hand and smiled considerately: "The temperature of the hand will affect the taste of the mousse, you have to eat it when it tastes right."

Ye Xiaoru took the small silver spoon he handed over, always feeling that there was something in his words, but couldn't understand the meaning.

The mousse cake sprinkled with gold leaf tastes different from ordinary ones. It is rich and not greasy in one bite. The gold leaf tastes crisp and moderate, and the cake is slightly cool and silky.

Ye Xiaoru enjoyed the admiration while eating, but also trembled in fear. Sometimes she felt that she could melt into the present moment, and sometimes she felt like "suicide by swallowing gold".

The earrings she bought were just fake crystals with silver studs. The one in front of her just ate gold and gave it away because it didn't suit her taste. The bourgeoisie is clearly rotten.

This matter is much more realistic than the drowsy Ma Zhe class. Ye Xiaoru is full of energy, and suddenly his thoughts are full of thoughts. The world of communism is one, get rid of its high and low, get rid of its corruption.

The more you think about this kind of decay, the more you feel that you are too bitter to live from eight to five. If you pinch a tear, you can make a cup of sour lemon tea.

Short-handed, soft-mouthed, and influenced by capital, Ye Xiaoru's salty fish spirit is shaken and turned against him. To experience it, although she is stupid, she has a good understanding, and she has no hostility towards Sang Ye for no reason.

There was a lady in the house, and Kuwano only had a cigarette in his mouth and didn't light it.

Ye Xiaoru suddenly said: "That Fang Zhu is still married. If he is really... then what, then his wife is too pitiful."

Sang Ye smiled: "He is married, and you still arrange people like this, what's the reason?"

"Well...mainly...mainly at a dinner party at the end of last year, I heard that they saw Mr. Lin from Jianan and...a boy together. It didn't take long for Fang Zhu to change jobs. The time was so close. If people complain, there will be some gossip. And that Fang Zhu has a bit of a cold personality, and he doesn't usually have dinner and play with everyone, so he is relatively withdrawn."

Sang Ye nodded casually, showing little interest in this matter. He didn't care whether Fang Zhu was really gay or not, and he didn't want to judge things like whether the marriage was a same-sex marriage or not from a moral perspective.

The cake should be tasted when the taste is moderate, but he is not interested in sweets. He has not found his own piece of "cake".

The low-quality decay and unacceptable twists made his picky stomach churn, and even his mind was tired of the moment. He didn't know whether he was looking for revenge or to find some fun in his aimless life.

After chatting for a while, the personnel and finance side said hello, Ye Xiaoru was transferred to work under him, and Sang Ye returned to the office to look around, feeling that the [-]-square-meter office space was cramped and uncomfortable. He doesn't like the coffee table and sofa at all, and the seat looks like it has needles. He feels disgusted when he sits on his buttocks.

"There's not even a record player here, no opera, no books, no coffee and no wine," Sang Ye thought, "How do I survive?"

Tapping four fingers on the table one after another, Sang Ye rubbed his forehead and called his Miss White. Miss White on the other end of the phone had already left Suhe for a trip. You said I was on vacation and I didn't want to work!"

Sang Ye smiled apologetically: "Okay, my dear, I will ask you one last thing!"

Ms. White probably took a walk to Qingdao, and her accent changed from old Beijing chicken rolls to Harbin beer: "What's the matter?"

Sang Ye was so teased by her that he laughed for a long time before asking seriously: "Can you bring me my violin? Life here is too empty. I need to find a time to go to the theater, or you can find me and order it for me." A ticket or something? Or bring over that old record player, the one in the living room of my French house, and oh yes, records."

Miss White put down the phone with a "snap", and Sang Ye played the busy signal again. He looked at the phone and sighed, enjoying himself again. Trouble for others always brings him infinite pleasure.

In the afternoon, Ye Xiaoru was quite nervous, because they were going to meet a bureau chief, a national cadre at the bureau level, thirteenth level up.

Her usual job is to be a project assistant. How can she connect with politicians? On the battlefield, I am afraid that I will make some mistakes.

Sang Ye was also in the ranks of being educated, sitting carelessly in the reception room and listening to the "senior" Sister Zhang's teachings, seeing Ye Xiaoru's confused head was funny, and when Sister Zhang talked for a long time, her mouth was dry and she drank water Then he said slowly: "This Liang Ju is really pitiful. He has to talk about business to kill the meal after getting off the plane, and he doesn't have time to rest."

Sister Zhang nodded and said: "So we arranged to go to Wenxiang Tea House to drink tea. Liang Ju likes to drink tea. It is quiet there, the service is good, and the topic we want to discuss is also suitable."

Sang Ye blinked: "Oh? What's the point of the tea house? Is there any special service?"

Sister Zhang and Ye Xiaoru were taken aback for a moment, they didn't expect him to ask such a straightforward question.

Sang Ye threw the lighter in his hand, the flame jumped between opening and closing, spinning in his hand like flowing silver, like a delicate and complicated magic trick.

Sang Ye smiled: "Wenxiang Tea House is good, it sounds pretty good, but it's too monotonous, what's the point of drinking tea, don't fall asleep on the way, Ren Liang Ju can't say a word What if you didn't listen?"

Sister Zhang frowned: "Then what do you want? The itinerary has already been set."

"What is settled can be changed. If the business cannot be negotiated, it will be difficult to renegotiate." Sang Ye laughed coquettishly, "Aren't we looking at the hot springs in Zhongquan Town? Naturally, we have to compete with each other. Let's see if other companies make it." What kind of look is good."

Sister Zhang frowned: "You mean to go to the hot spring? To Langzhou? The service there is not up to the mark."

Sang Ye smiled: "What is there to do if you can't get up to the grade? Isn't there another one called Suzhuang?"

Sister Zhang said angrily, "Su Zhuang? Do you know who the boss of Su Zhuang is? It's the one—"

"That Boss Lin from Jianan Group—" Sang Ye dragged out his joking tone, "I know, we are going because Suzhuang belongs to his family. If we don't pick on Suzhuang, how can we let Liang Does the bureau know we can do better?"

"It's not like you can go if you want to go. It's almost time now, and we have to pick up the plane. What's the matter with Suzhuang, we have to reserve a seat two days in advance. How can there be time now?" Sister Zhang has no one. Getting angry, she looked down on Sang Ye's dissolute nature, and immediately said, "Don't think about what is going on, it depends on the feasibility of the plan, besides, you know what they have done wrong, how can it be so easy? Don't If you steal a chicken, you won’t lose a lot of rice, but if you lose your wife, you’ll lose your army!”

Sang Ye didn't interrupt her long speech, but only laughed out loud at the last moment: "Sister Zhang, I don't think you may know that I visited the Su River in the first three days after I returned to China. Autumn is really a kind of enjoyment. I have a card in Suzhuang, called a platinum member, and has a privilege called lifetime free reservation."

"Women in the new era still need to be more discerning. Sister Zhang must also know how to enjoy life when she is not working, otherwise there are certain things... Alas," Sang Ye exaggeratedly sighed, "Don't use your wealth level to measure me consumption standards. This is cross-dimensional, you may not imagine it."

Sang Ye lazily stretched his waist and looked out of the window. The weather was so-so, just like his bored mood. There might be a skylark calling a few times in the palm-sized green belt across the street, drowned in the hustle and bustle of the city, and soon disappeared. However, Sang Ye heard the singing of Hu Song, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up: "Life is so boring, of course you have to make trouble for others to be exciting."

The author has something to say: I originally planned to write [-] words as usual, but who knew that the [-] words hadn't been written before Boss Lin appeared on the stage, and I wrote another [-] words at night, but I still didn't write it!The author is late...

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