Leng Qianfeng's favorite man died, and he didn't have time to pay tribute, and now it's okay to come after a while, right?

I felt dizzy while drinking, and I had a feeling that there was a person who ran and floated over, and this person should be the dead president. It seems to have seen it.

Slowly, slowly, the assistant went limp, and after slumping on the stool, he felt like he was falling asleep.

In short, I really met the dead president in another world. The president is still the same as before, so clean, a dark blue suit is ironed straight up.

He may be in another world, and he also has a very caring assistant to take care of him. So the clothes are always so handsome and clean.

The light blue shirt was still spotless, without a single wrinkle. Every line is so clear, there is not an extra hair in it.

There is also the president's tie is red, but today it is a different color.

Leng Qianfeng remembered that in the past, the president's tie must have been dark blue or black, but today's tie is actually vermilion, how could it be? Could it be that the president's interests and hobbies and these aesthetic visions have changed?

Leng Qianfeng slowly picked up his hand to touch the president's tie, raised his head with a smile on his face while touching, looked at the president and said, "President, why did you change the color? Don't you like that dark blue tie? Why don't I give you one?"

Maybe the blue tie before is it old?

I saw that the president didn't speak, but when his hand just touched the president's tie, suddenly the president slowly disappeared, and disappeared in front of his eyes out of thin air.

The assistant burst into tears again. I don't know how long it took, but the assistant felt a lot of pain in his head.

It was estimated that it was 2:00 a.m. when the assistant noticed that someone was knocking on the door, and at this time, the assistant realized that he had just had a dream.

I just saw the dead president in my dream.

It's just that in the dream, before he had time to touch the president's tie and cry dry, someone woke him up.

However, the assistant immediately got up and found that his pillow towel was all wet. And all the faces were full of tears.

How long have I been crying, has it been a night or just started crying? But it doesn't matter, what matters is who is disturbing my dreams?

I can still look at the president again in my dreams, and I can cry for the president for hours. However, someone disturbed my dream.

Leng Qianfeng rushed over, in a very bad mood, and immediately opened his door, not considering whether it was a robbery or whether it was a hooligan running over.

Man is not afraid of anything when he is drunk. Because now my heart is very painful, and I am very bold. Whoever comes in will be beaten.

In short, find someone to vent your anger, maybe you will feel better. But when the door opened, the person who appeared at the door was none other than President Lan Zeyu.

The president stood at the door, wearing a suit, a dark blue suit, a dark blue tie, and a light blue shirt, except that this was not his own president, this was not the president he liked who died, it was only because of the fake president......

No!

Today's president is indeed a real president, but he is just the younger brother of the deceased president.

Oh my God, they're brothers, but they're two people.

With a very worried expression, the president looked at the assistant and said, "Assistant, why haven't you turned off the lights all night?"

Look at so many wine bottles on your balcony, you can see them from far away. In addition, the light on your balcony must be turned off at night, otherwise it will affect the rest of others. If you look at the ones next to you, the lights have been turned off.

Is the president here to remind me to turn off the lights?

The assistant sneered all at once, opened the door, and then made a gesture for the president to enter. The president stepped in as soon as he stepped in, and rushed directly to the balcony to help Leng Qianfeng turn off the lights.

However, after turning off the lights, my eyes still saw many wine bottles, some of which were lying on the ground, some on the table, in short, a mess.

It seems that because the company is gone, the assistant is indeed quite sad. But no matter how sad you are, you can't abuse yourself.

Originally, the president returned to the villa, and after having dinner with his mother, cousin, and aunt, he felt happy, because now he could finally do his own thing.

The company is gone, it's gone, and it's not mine anyway.

No matter how hard you try, you won't get any benefit in the end. Now that the company has gone out of business, I feel relieved. Although it was indeed a little sad at the time, it seemed to be quite wronged.

After all, the first three projects are the result of the efforts of myself and my girlfriend Yu Shixi.

Now all of a sudden, it's gone, of course, as if the child I gave birth to is gone. But if it's gone, it's gone, in short, it's a failure to start a business. Anyway, you have to pay tuition fees to learn entrepreneurship. It's just the tuition fee paid.

After leaving the company that night, he and his best friend Qu Yizhu went to the food stall to eat barbecue, and there were two people who ate barbecue together, one is Wen Ping, the minister of the development department, and the other is Bai Zichen, the eldest young master.

The four of them picked a barbecue in the food city next to the company, ate a barbecue there for one night, and ate until almost 4:00 in the morning before returning to their own rooms to sleep.

The company was seized, so the head of the development department and the eldest young master had no place to sleep.

Dragged a box, which was full of clothes, and there was no place for it, so I took it to the barbecue. After eating the barbecue, they planned to go to the hotel to sleep, but the president's girlfriend, Yu Shixi, suggested that they could go to the house where their cousin and the president lived before.

That's where they live, where they live. When the eldest young master heard this, he said that the houses there were too dilapidated.

But you can get along with the girl you like. Living together and living together, maybe the building near the water will get the moon first. So I agreed.

Although the Minister of Development, Wen Ping, seemed very reluctant to live in that kind of slum.

But the good brother Bai Zichen has been persuading himself, and it is true that he does not have a lot of money on him. So I reluctantly went to the rental house with the four of them. The eldest young master and the head of the development department also lived in the room on the first floor where the cousin and the president lived.

Two people stayed for one night and felt quite ok. Of course, now is the time to fall asleep.

The assistant, however, was sad all night. Even in a dream, I'm sad.

Lan Zeyu turned off the balcony light, walked in, and came to the living room. At a glance, I found that the assistant was already sitting on the sofa, with his back against the sofa, his eyes were very dull, looking ahead.

Not looking at TV, not looking at the ceiling, eyes without any focus.

The president walked over, sat down in a seat next to him, then looked at the assistant and said, "Assistant, what's wrong with you?"

You can't go down, even though the company is gone, you're still a good assistant, you know?

We don't have one game company in this city, but there are many game companies, you can apply again, you can find the best game company, you can apply for the top level.

When Leng Qianfeng heard this, he finally had a little reaction.

The assistant stroked his hair, although the hair was very short, but there was also some hair, because there were too many tears, so he pinched his face, and felt particularly uncomfortable. Usually it's not particularly sloppy, and I pay attention to a little image, but now it looks particularly sloppy.

So the assistant felt a little awkward. After arranging his hair, he pulled his own clothes, and then put his hands on his pants.

Then Leng Qianfeng slowly raised his head and looked at the president and said, "This big night, you ran to a girl's house, can't your girlfriend speak?"

Besides, doesn't your mother care about you?

When Lan Zeyu heard this, he suddenly laughed. Although he looked at the assistant's face full of tears, he still laughed. The president just thought it was funny.

Why? Because in the president's view, this is not a girl's home at all, it is just a boss's home.

However, now I am not even a boss, and I used to be in a position - I used to be a boss when I was a fake president, but now it seems that it is just a colleague relationship...... No, this is not just a colleague relationship, it is like a relationship between revolutionary comrades-in-arms.

Friends, at least, right?

The president thought for a moment and said, "Assistant, I don't think my girlfriend will be angry, because in my girlfriend's opinion—in everyone's eyes, you don't look like a woman at all." ”

So my girlfriend shouldn't be jealous. And my mom won't say it either.

Hearing this, I thought that the assistant would laugh, but I thought that in this way the assistant would forget those painful things, and laugh and laugh and that's it.

But the assistant didn't find it funny.

The assistant immediately widened, his eyes glared at the president and said, "Get out!"

Leng Qianfeng is back again, and the domineering feeling from before has come back all of a sudden. The president was immediately startled, and then subconsciously stood up.

He stood in front of the assistant to the president and said, "Assistant, don't you drive people away like this, right?"

I'm here to care about you. I'm not here to see your jokes, and I'm not laughing at you. I'm just looking at you from a friend's point of view.

I saw the lights on your balcony and I don't think a girl should stay up all night. I know you're feeling bad, but you have to think about it.

You are a strong woman. You shouldn't be so vulnerable, you know?

I've always seen you as a role model to learn from, and I feel like you're an Iron Lady when you encounter any difficulties. But what's wrong with you now? Don't you want to think about your usual image? You shouldn't give up. You should keep up the good work, and you should get a job.

You shouldn't be so depressed, you know?

The president also didn't know why he suddenly felt like an emotional mentor. Originally, I have always been the assistant to the president of education.

Educate the president to be strong and let the president work hard. You have to be self-motivated, but now the assistant is the one who is the student, and the president is the one who is the teacher.

After the president finished speaking, he felt like Tang Seng. After listening to this, the assistant seemed to be over in his heart, but on the surface, he really wouldn't lose the domineering temperament he had before.

The assistant immediately pulled down a face and said loudly: "You get out of here!"

After saying that, he immediately stood up.