He likes you

The ice cream car Laohe has already welcomed three guests.

He asked Feng Xuan who was leaning on the sales counter in a daze, "Do you still eat?"

Feng Xuan didn't seem to hear.He raised one foot and stared down.Looking at his hands again, he confessed to himself: "I, my foot stepped on my boss's shoulder, and this hand pinched my boss's face."

Qiao Mo's expression of wanting to kill him to vent his hatred flashed across his mind - "Feng Xuan, do you want to die"?

Feng Xuan trembled.

A person like Qiao Mo, who was always smiling when he was young, might really be so perverted that he would not forget his old enemies for several years and punish him to death.

Feng Xuan was sure that if he couldn't survive the three-month probationary period, he would die in this company.

But if he doesn't survive these three months, his cousin will definitely have his face swollen on both sides with slippers.

He slapped himself on the forehead, and his eyes turned black with despair: "What should I do!"

Lao He came up with an idea for him: "Why don't you go curry favor with him, say a few nice words to him, so that he won't forget the villain?"

Feng Xuan looked at the sky: "It's useless. This kid has been a dead-headed one since high school."

Back then, Sun Siyan was a minute late, hugging Qiao Mo's thigh and begging him not to register, and finally called out to his father.Qiao Mo still ruthlessly wrote "late" behind Sun Siyan's name on the attendance booklet, and handed it to the grade attendance committee in front of Sun Siyan's despairing face.

Flattery and flattery will only speed up Fengxuan's bid farewell to this position.

Lao He rubbed his chin and pondered for a while: "Otherwise are you playing a 'beauty trick'?"

Feng Xuan looked at herself and at Lao He: "Wake up, I'm a man."

Lao He: "You wear a wig, a skirt, and find a dark place—something like that. He can't see clearly. When you're done, take a photo and threaten him, forcing him to give you a promotion and a raise."

There is a picture in Fengxuan's mind.

He was wearing a tight red dress with slits, fishnet stockings, and a wig.While Qiao Mo was working overtime in the office at night, he walked in with a twist, raised one leg, and put it on Qiao Mo's desk.

He shook his shoulders, and the blower sponsored by Lao He was blowing his "long hair". He licked, bit his lips, and winked.

Qiao Mo was so teased by him that he couldn't help himself, threw away the document in his hand, and grabbed his shoulder.

Feng Xuan narrowed her eyes: "Lao He, you shouldn't be selling ice cream here. With your rank, you must be a CEO at least, no matter how bad it is, you should be a wife of a CEO."

Lao He sneered: "Is the money the CEO got better than selling ice cream, much more?" He laughed quite contemptuously.

Fengxuan's face was deathly silent.

"Life is already short and I don't want to take shortcuts."

If flattering Qiao Mo would speed up Fengxuan's departure from this position, then "seducing" Qiao Mo would only speed up his farewell to this world.

If it was true as imagined, Qiao Mo threw away the document in his hand and grabbed him by the shoulder.Then Qiao Mo will only do one thing in the next second.

Drag him out of the door, throw him down from the twelfth floor, and let him go to Brave New World.

A normal reaction for someone who is frightened at night and thinks he has seen a ghost.

"I don't think it's as serious as you imagined." Lao He decided to be more down-to-earth, "Can't you just behave better in front of him from now on? It's been so many years since everyone was a child back then. You behave Better, who will remember those things before? The boss of such a big company."

Feng Xuan sucked her nose, trying to cry but couldn't cry.After so many years, Ren is now the boss of a big company, and he, why does he still live this kind of life on the "tip of a knife"?

Lao He continued: "Also, you are afraid that he will deduct your wages, make you work overtime for no reason, and ask you to accompany you for a drink, so you should prepare emergency measures in advance."

Lao He is the only firefly that can emit bright light in Fengxuan's despair.Even if the beam of light is so thin that it can't even illuminate the fingernails clearly.

The next day, Feng Xuan was in the office, taking out the life-saving supplies he had prepared one by one.

A bottle of pesticide, a bottle of blood plasma, a compressed sleeping bag, and a can of hangover medicine.

He counted everything, talked to himself, and muttered: "Pesticides. He deducted my wages for no reason. I threatened him to drink pesticides in the company to commit suicide. Plasma. He forced me to work overtime. I pretended to vomit blood and went to the hospital and took the opportunity. Run away. Sleeping bag. If you can’t run away, hide in the sleeping bag and sleep at night. Anti-alcoholic medicine. If you force me to drink with the rich woman, I will take anti-alcoholic medicine to prevent the other party from getting me drunk..."

I haven't finished mumbling.

"Mr. Feng, do you want to open a shop?" Qiao Mo, who came to inspect the work, stopped by his desk.

Fengxuan's heart skipped a beat.Turning his head to Qiao Mo, the corners of his mouth curled up in a standard arc: "Hi, Mr. Qiao. I'm doing research work."

"Dichlorvos, red ink, sleeping bag, anti-alcoholic medicine...what work is related?" Qiao Mo put his hands on the table and stared at him curiously.

Being a little close, Feng Xuan could even see each of Qiao Mo's slender eyelashes clearly.

He seemed to feel the oppression of death from the leader.There was an illusion of going back to the classroom back then, with Qiao Mo sitting on the table and coercing him to call him big brother.

Fearing that Qiao Mo would raise his arms to wrap around his neck in the next second, Feng Xuan slightly backed his head, "Study the characteristics of the product, and carry out the design and planning of the theme image."

Qiao Mo: "As an administrative assistant, you care about the work of the creative department."

"The development of the company is closely related to every employee. As a member of the company, I should care about the company's various businesses." He Fengxuan can't do anything, but talking about it is his first strength.

Qiao Mo glanced at the mountains of documents on his desk: "In this case, let's do our job well first, ah."

Feng Xuan laughed for a second and bowed her head: "Yes, Mr. Qiao." He cursed in his heart, and really wanted to step on this person again.