Congenital deficiency

In mid-July, Hong Xiaxuan was overwhelmed by the emails from the school and decided to go back to study first.

As soon as Hong Xiaxuan left, Hong Zhuo had no reason to let go, and Xiao Zhengping's call found him again.

It's just that Hongzhuo prefers to stay at home now, or in other words, as long as there is Honglingyu.So he sent an invitation to Hong Lingyu: "Baby, will you go to the company with me?"

Hong Lingyu looked coldly at the person who pulled him to play the game of hunter and hedgehog last night until midnight, and refused him without hesitation: "No."

"Guy baby, come with me?" Hong Zhuo asked again.

Hong Lingyu just wanted to go back to sleep after eating: "No."

Seeing that he really didn't want to go, Hong Zhuo didn't force him anymore. After eating, he sent Hong Lingyu back to his room, and then left with a "disappointed face".

Hong Lingyu lay on the bed with eyes closed for half an hour, but couldn't fall asleep because of tossing and turning, it seemed that all his drowsiness disappeared from the moment Hong Zhuo left.

After lying down for an hour with eyes closed, Hong Lingyu got up, sat down at the table and continued the previous translation.

Probably because he didn't have a good rest, the lines of German words were a little blurry in his eyes, and occasionally they looked like garbled characters on a computer, and he couldn't see them clearly after reading them for a long time.

Hong Lingyu frowned, trying to force herself to focus on the book, but it was difficult to hold on after barely reading a page.

The whole person is a little impetuous.

After going downstairs to pour water three times and running to the bathroom twice in half an hour, Hong Lingyu finally rubbed his dry and hot eyes lightly, and told him rationally that there was probably something wrong with him.

So he calmly took out his mobile phone and dialed Hongzhuo's number.

On the other side, the department manager was holding the remote control and explaining the PPT he made after staying up all night, but was suddenly interrupted by a phone ringing.

When everyone looked at each other, Hongzhuo took out his mobile phone.

"???"

"Continue." Hongzhuo glanced at all the employees with wide-eyed eyes, walked to the corridor and connected the phone: "Baby, what's the matter?"

Hong Lingyu's hand tightly holding the phone suddenly relaxed a little when she heard the voice on the other end, and the words she was about to say were suddenly swallowed back.

"When will you finish your work?" He finally asked.

Hongzhuo gave a low laugh, as if he was delighted by this question: "Did you miss me?"

"..." Hong Lingyu's scalp was tensed by his laughter, and he rubbed the other ear, but did not answer this question.

Hong Zhuo glanced at the time, calculated it, and replied seriously: "You have afternoon tea, read a book, and I will be back before four o'clock."

It's exactly 01:30 now.

On the other side of the phone, Hong Lingyu was silent again.His breathing seems to be lighter than usual, and Hongzhuo can easily tell the difference: "What's the matter, baby? Is there something urgent?" Hongzhuo considered the possibility of delaying the memory, "I'm delaying..."

Hong Lingyu quickly interrupted him: "No, you continue the meeting." Hong Lingyu opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but only two hesitant voices came out.

Hong Zhuo has always been very patient with him, let alone find out that he is not in the right mood now: "What's the matter, baby, you can tell me, it doesn't matter."

Through a glass door, the subordinates inside secretly looked at the gentle look on the big boss's face at the moment, and they all showed shocked expressions of being struck by lightning, and the one who was talking about the PPT stuttered several times in fright.But now no one paid attention to what he said.

"Hmm..." Hong Lingyu was still hesitating.

"Ok?"

"Can you leave your phone on like this?" Seeing that the call time ran out for 2 minutes, which delayed his meeting for so long, Hong Lingyu finally spoke.

It’s just that he soon realized that the meeting with Hong Zhuo’s participation should not be too low in the Hong family, and his request might be a bit inappropriate: “I’m just... I can understand if you don’t feel at ease, it’s okay ..."

"Yes." Hong Zhuo agreed straight away, with a very low sigh as a bonus: "Baby, as I said, you can make demands on me, it doesn't matter how willful you are. I believe in you."

There was a rustling and trivial sound from the earphones, the glass door opened and closed, and Hong Zhuo's deep voice came from a distance through the earpiece, as if separated by a wall: "Continue."

"Yes. Since the last time we talked to..." The department manager squeezed the remote control in his hand and continued to talk about the PPT.

Hong Lingyu turned on her mobile phone and put it there, occasionally hearing one or two low-pitched comments or questions from Hong Zhuo.

As if I finally found a way to organize the words in the book, the lines of foreign words lined up again, no longer blurred or garbled, obediently let Hong Lingyu see clearly, and began to invest in it unconsciously, continue translate.

When Hong Zhuo came back, he went straight to his room worriedly, and told Hong Lingyu that he couldn't get through the phone. Only then did Hong Lingyu realize that her mobile phone had been turned off because it was left on the outside.

"Baby is so careless." Hong Zhuo sighed and hugged him tightly, "It seems that I can only feel relieved if I bring you by my side."

Hong Lingyu blushed, but she didn't even refute.

Afterwards, a desk and a bookshelf were placed in the lounge of Hong's CEO's office. Hong Zhuo bought a brand new laptop for Hong Lingyu, and he would take Hong Lingyu with him whenever he went out to the company.

At first, Hongzhuo was worried that Hong Lingyu would not adapt, so Xiao Zhengping always brought him to eat. Later, at Hong Lingyu's request, Hongzhuo began to take him to the company's restaurant.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Hongzhuo made no secret of his care and love for him, and personally brought him vegetables and water, as if he wanted to kick him in his pocket.If anyone looked twice more, he would still glance at it with a cold face and no expression.

In the end, Hong Lingyu kicked him under the table: "I can get used to strangers looking at me now, you don't have to do this."

Only then did Hongzhuo restrain himself a little.He knew how hard Hong Lingyu was trying to get back to normal.

After this day, news about Hong Lingyu's identity began to circulate in a small circle among Hong's employees.

Some people speculate that such a caring look must be the boss's lover; some people who know the previous Hongda young lady think that this is Hong's new adopted son.

It's just the second guess. When someone saw Hong Zhuo wipe the sticky stuff on the corner of Hong Lingyu's mouth with his own hands, he couldn't stand it at all.

The courageous ones pulled Xiao Zhengping directly and asked, "Short assistant! That little gentleman..." She shrugged her eyebrows and blinked: "Is it our future...another boss?"

After all, she is a man, so it's a bit strange to use the word proprietress, so she changed it to a more clever term.

Xiao Zhengping didn't speak, but raised his eyebrows, smiled, and left holding the documents.

No refutation, [-]% of the guesses are correct!

The girl pinched her red-painted nails, and excitedly returned to the office to share new gossip with her little sisters.

In mid-August, Hong Zhuo took Hong Lingyu to the place where he usually sat in the company restaurant, but found a large bouquet of roses on the seat, with the words: Accepted by Mr. Zhang.

Hong Zhuo's side face turned dark in an instant, he reached out and took the bouquet of flowers, turned around in a circle, his eyes swept around the faces of all the people in the restaurant, and turned the eating place into a Shura field.

Hong Lingyu's eyes were sharp, and she saw the words on the first line of the greeting card where the ribbon covered it: Boss lady!After so many years, someone finally took over the boss!You are really...

"...you wait." Hong Lingyu stopped Hong Zhuo from sitting down, stretched out his hand and took out the greeting card sandwiched in the rose, and when Hong Zhuo was about to say something with a sullen face, he tapped on the greeting card with a stiff face.

Hongzhuo then looked down.

"Oh my god, I was scared to death..." Suddenly someone whispered something, the voice was extremely clear, and it rushed into Hong Lingyu's ears, making him stunned.He lifted the hand holding the greeting card and patted Hong Zhuo, "I heard it."

Hong Zhuo still had a little smile on his lips when he saw the beginning of the greeting card, "Madam Boss!", but when he heard Hong Lingyu say this, his smile froze for a second: "Did you hear someone say something?"

"?!" Are the boss and the proprietress so strict? ? ! !The employee who spoke, who was also the one who caught Xiao Zhengping to ask gossip, turned pale with fright. He was afraid that the boss would be held accountable again in a fit of anger. slip.

"I heard it." Hong Lingyu nodded affirmatively, turned her head to find the source of the voice, but found that the seat there was empty: "There should be a girl sitting there just now, I heard her say..." Scared Kill me'." After Hong Lingyu finished speaking, she couldn't help but look at the big bouquet of roses that Hongzhuo was holding in her hand, and smiled.

"Like it?" Hong Zhuo kissed him on the forehead, "I can't give it to you if I like it, the roses you received can only be given by me."

Hong Lingyu saw the joy in his eyes, and agreed with a warm heart: "Okay."

Hongzhuo gave him a steady look.Why are you so good?This person will always find a way to poke his heart.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the young lady with red nails received the roses sent back by Xiao Zhengping himself, but the office director told him: "Xiao Wang asked me for sick leave just now, she said acute gastroenteritis, she needs two It takes three days to come back."

Xiao Zhengping just laughed: "Can gastroenteritis be scared out?"

The director was confused: "Huh?"

"Forget it, give me the phone."

It's just that Xiao Wang has been afraid to answer the phone. Xiao Zhengping called her twice, but no one answered in the end.

So Xiao Zhengping asked for her account from her colleague, and sent her a text message: The flowers are beautiful, and your eyesight is also good.The quarterly bonus will hit your account first.

With trembling bright red fingertips, Xiao Wang sent a text message and asked back: I was fired? ...

Xiao Zhengping answered briefly: No, work hard.

Then never replied again.

After checking the account, she actually paid her a quarterly bonus that was three times her salary.

Xiao Wang covered his face, not knowing whether to laugh or cry for the rest of his life.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow is New Year's Day!I wish you all a happy 2020!Healthy and healthy!The person who likes must like you!

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This chapter is the transition

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I'm poisonous, I counted my ideas and plot points, and it's almost over, but no matter how I write, it won't end... My hand can write by itself!It has a mind of its own!Don't listen to me!