After I was released from prison, I was taken care of by the president

Familiar with the assistant's responsibilities, Li Qiang's work is gradually on the right track, and his perception of the boss has also changed a lot.Although Fang Yunzhou was raised pampered, he is not the second-generation ancestor who eats and eats the old.At least he is very diligent about his work, even if he can't adapt well to the role of vice president.

There are specialties in the technology industry, and Fang Yunzhou is mainly responsible for product design and development.Li Qiang stayed at the headquarters in City S for a few days, and met Fang Yunzhou's uncle, who is also the actual person in power at the headquarters.He was a delicate little man in his early forties, his nephew Uncle Xiao, with Mr. Fang in front, Li Qiang looked at him as very basic anyway.

Especially when this guy saw Li Qiang, he admired him and tipped his toes to pat him on the shoulder: "The young man is so handsome! This guy, ouch, is very hard! Not bad, not bad, I'll leave Zhou Zhou to you!" He pinched his muscles twice, envious, wanting it!

Li Qiang stayed at the headquarters with Mr. Fang, watching him sifting through the sketches, testing the samples, and finalizing the plans.The assistant is not idle either. In addition to serving tea and water, he also helps the boss massage, warm his feet, and adjust the light and seats.

Fang Yunzhou has a delicate body and is afraid of the cold. Although the heating in the room is fully turned on, his hands and feet are always cold.The child doesn't like to wear shoes at work. Li Qiang discovered his problem, wrapped his legs and feet with a blanket, and replaced him with a fully charged hand warmer regularly.

Speaking of drinking, there is a very good coffee machine in the company's tea room, but it's a pity that Mr. Fang doesn't drink coffee. "Drinking that kind of thing is not good for a person," Fang Yunzhou said, "From the throat to the chrysanthemum, it's itchy."

There is a complete set of electric tea stoves and juicers in the office. Mr. Fang does not drink single-taste beverages. Li Qiang orders abundant fresh fruits every day and makes mixed juices or fruit teas for Mr. Fang to drink.The weight of making it once is a bit big. After getting the boss's consent, Brother Daqiang distributed the extra drinks to the colleagues next door, which made a wave of goodwill.

As for three meals a day, Li Qiang will borrow the company's cafeteria and cook a small stove in the back kitchen.He has almost studied the precautions, and he will ask Xiao Fang for his opinion before doing it, and the number of times he is acided has become less and less.

When Fang Yunzhou was busy, he really had to speak more easily, and he didn't care about being picky and hypocritical.This requires the assistant to observe the situation. After all, after a busy day, the boss will occasionally turn around and stick out his tongue to recall the taste of shit.The assistant was terrified and asked what he did wrong, and the reply he got was probably too much sugar in the soy milk or too little salt in the fish soup.

So even though Xiao Fang is always busy, Li Qiang does not dare to slack off, since he got the money, he still has to do his job well.

Li Qiang belongs to the type who is easy to talk about, and his skills are exposed. Boss Fang is a child, and he is often asked to help make something to eat.Some people are polite and polite, while others regard it as a habit to give orders. Li Qiang is not annoyed, and makes some drinks and snacks in different styles every day, making up for the skills that have been lost over the years.

This day caught up with the company's monthly meeting, and Li Qiang helped the executives prepare coffee as usual.Simplified and uniform mugs are lined up in a row, and Li Qiang stands in front of the table, practicing the hand feeling of latte art over and over again.The pantry is a dark room, and a tall shadow is cast down, blocking the light.

"You make coffee very well, can you teach me?"

His uncle is busy with business and rarely appears in the company.Instead of frequently going back and forth between various departments, this man in front of him - Xing Ning, Mr. Huang's special assistant.

Xing Ning learned quickly under Li Qiang's guidance. I don't know if he was influenced by his boss. Brother Qiang noticed that this man's hands are beautiful, with wide palms and slender knuckles. The pads of the first three fingers are slightly thinner due to work. Cocoon, but the shape of the hand is still perfect, without any ugly protrusions.His nails were also manicured, and the crevices were kept very clean.Is it GAY? This is a very aggressive looking hand.

It's over, I'm afraid I'm not crazy, Li Qiang thought to himself.

Xing Ning obviously couldn't read Brother Qiang's complicated and tangled inner activities. He saw him concentrating on playing with coffee, but the effect of his hands was not satisfactory.

"It looks very simple," the man laughed at himself looking at the heart floating on the surface of the liquid that seemed to have been shot by a sword.

"Just practice more, you've already learned very fast," Li Qiang praised sincerely, "There's a meeting, can't Assistant Xing go?"

As soon as the words were finished, two executives hurried past with their notebooks in their hands, heading towards the conference room. "Xiao Li, bring me a cup of coffee too!" The voice faded away while running.

"All, all!" Li Qiang said with a good temper.

Xing Ning was still not in a hurry. After tidying up the coffee, he carefully found a rag to help Li Qiang wipe the table: "We have to talk nonsense at the beginning. I just want to use you as a cover, so I said I will help make coffee."

Assistant Xing smiled slyly. Li Qiang found that this person was very strange. He was appreciated by his superiors at a young age to take on a big responsibility, but he himself was obsessed with work and had no interest in building a good relationship with any colleagues.Call him cold, but this man is very friendly to such an insignificant little bodyguard like himself.

Is it because you like making coffee?

"You were hired by Mr. Fang personally, and you have no obligation to take care of other people. I'll go and talk to Mr. Huang, and pay part of your salary from the company's account according to your workload."

"No, no, no, I'm just helping out, it's okay," Li Qiang said honestly, "They are all educated, and they work much harder than me every day. I only do small things, and I have to get paid, so people will think about it."

"Then let them know and show you some respect." Xing Ning's tone was undeniable, and the tray carried the coffee and was smoothly sent to the direction of the meeting room.The corridor was very quiet, only the crisp sound of leather shoes hitting the ground could be heard.

Brother Qiang has to get up very early every day and take the morning bus to Fang Yunzhou's community.He has the key to the other party's apartment. After entering the door, he prepares breakfast first, and when it is almost ready, he rings the bell to wake up Mr. Fang.It is said that children never eat breakfast sold outside. Even when they were in college, they invited someone to prepare three meals at home and sent them to school.

After finishing breakfast, Li Qiang will perform his duties as a bodyguard.Carrying the bag to help the boss press the elevator, then open the car door for the other party, fasten the seat belt, and then sit in the co-pilot honestly.Fang Yunzhou's driving skills can be said to be really bad, staying at the level of being able to start and stop the car, and of course he can barely turn.Even if Li Qiang sits in the co-pilot, he must always observe the road conditions and direct the driver to turn, slow down, and shift gears.

Mr. Fang's greatest skill is that he can lose his mind while driving.When Li Qiang first discovered this attribute, he was really a little horrified. He was not good at talking, and every time he got in the co-pilot, he would rack his brains to have an awkward chat with the boss, for fear that the other party's consciousness would drift away and fly away.

Sure enough, the treatment of the boss driving himself is not something everyone can bear. Since then, Li Qiang has developed a habit, as long as his buttocks touch the co-pilot, he can enter the fighting state in seconds.Whenever the vehicle reaches its destination, a layer of sweat will form on the back of the tough man.

Finally, one time, I ran into a grumpy person who overtook their car while merging, and even gave him a good-bye.The other party honked the horn twice, and cursed: "Fucking female driver, is that man next to you a man? You take the co-driver... I'll do it!"

The swear words that were about to spew out got stuck in his throat, Fang Yunzhou brushed his long hair, and turned his face, revealing a delicate and angular appearance.

"Man, shit, what a fucking pervert!" The man cursed, turned the steering wheel unhappily, and was about to leave.

"I fuck your mother, you fucking say it again!" It was Li Qiang who shouted, he slammed the car door angrily, and then realized that this was the boss's car, and was about to throw the unopened bottle of mineral water there.

Just when the lights were changed, the other party rolled up the window and drove away.

"Li Qiang, what are you doing?" The Lord was taken aback, and advised him instead, "You, don't be angry."

"I'm not, I..." The car behind couldn't wait and started honking. Li Qiang sighed, "Drive first, we're stuck in traffic."

Fang Yunzhou started the vehicle as he said, and he was thinking about something, and his mind was a little wandering.Seeing this, Li Qiang quickly patted him. The little boy shrugged his shoulders in fright, and looked at the hand resting on his shoulder.

"Are you complaining for me just now?" Fang Yunzhou asked.

Li Qiang was indeed a little angry, he was usually a silent person, he only performed two-person dances in his heart, but he had the righteousness of a northern man in his bones.Although Fang Yunzhou is the boss, in Brother Qiang's heart, he has long been designated as one of his own.Anyone who dares to scold Lao Tzu in front of Lao Tzu, is a 190-jin brother who practiced in vain.

"That kind of person has no quality, don't worry about it," Li Qiang intended to scold that person a few words, but he didn't expect to startle the victim, and comforted him, "You're actually pretty good-looking."

The words were dry, but the listeners were overwhelmed by themselves, kicked the accelerator and flew out, and received a series of presses of the accelerator and the sound of the horn.

The chaotic sounds of the drivers' cursing and piercing horns came to Li Qiang's ears, and phantoms appeared in front of his eyes, and the waving ghosts turned into filaments entangled upwards, dragging the man into an endless and real nightmare.

The glass window was stained with fresh blood, and the vision was blurred. The steering wheel was firmly held by a pair of strong hands. The man used all his strength to step on the brakes...

"Stop, stop quickly..."

"Li Qiang, Li Qiang... what's wrong with you, are you alright?" The young man's anxious voice awakened the lost soul, his breath calmed down, and the things in front of his eyes gradually became clear.Only then did the man come to his senses, they were already in a stationary state, and the car had already parked on the side of the road smoothly.

"Are you okay?" Fang Yunzhou asked with concern. He was a little flustered and didn't know what to do. Finally, he unscrewed the unthrown bottle of mineral water unskillfully and handed it to the man.He just lost his mind for a moment and didn't notice the change in the man beside him, but the exclamation of "stop" woke him up.

"I'm fine," Li Qiang said panting slightly, "Let's go, parking is not allowed here."

Fortunately, Xiao Fang is not a dull person. After this incident, he realized that Li Qiang's state was not right.He didn't ask the reason in detail, but only tried his best to be careful when driving later.

Mr. Fang was moved by this little incident for a long time, and also guessed many possibilities.As for Li Qiang, he didn't notice the small change in Mr. Fang's mood. He only had one thing in mind. For the safety of his life and property, the re-examination of the driver's license urgently needs to be put on the agenda.

The author has something to say: The description about Brother Qiang stepping on the brakes is actually a flashback of memories. In reality, he didn't really hold the steering wheel.Hug our brother Qiang, he was frightened before, and his psychological shadow area is a bit big.But if you don't get the root of the disease, you will be cured by warmth, hehe!

Also, I figured it out, there might be a second update today!