Chapter 102: You're the Boss, You Say
After saying this, Dong Qing got up and went out to make a phone call, and only Zuo Yucheng and Ye Xiaochi were left in the room for a while. Zuo Yucheng turned his head and said to her, "Xiao Ye, how did you see it?"
Because Zuo Yucheng can't see anything if he doesn't look carefully, even if he looks carefully, he only has some doubts and can't confirm it. But how long has Ye Xiaochi been in the industry?
Ye Xiaochi couldn't explain, so he had to say: "I can't say it well, I feel it." Originally, I felt that although this matter was quite mysterious to others, she insisted on explaining it like this, and she could barely make sense.
Feel...... Zuo Yucheng felt that he had been hit, this feeling was a little stronger, he had seen a lot of things before forming a feeling. But how long has it been!
Could it be that she was born to eat this bowl of rice?
Zuo Yucheng said: "Xiao Ye, you really make me jealous of this feeling, but I think you should not talk about this matter first, you are not qualified enough now, you are still young, and it is quite complicated outside." Keep a low profile so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. ”
He was afraid that Ye Xiaochi was too young, and this ability would be known to others, who knew how others would use her. Someone else is not him Zuo Yucheng.
"Got it, I didn't have that idea. Moreover, I feel that this thing is quite mysterious, maybe it will disappear one day. Ye Xiaochi actually had this concern.
"You may be born with your feelings now, but it's hard to say how long this will last. But it doesn't matter, you learn slowly, you see more things, and even if that innate ability disappears, the acquired ability will work. ”
Zuo Yucheng's comfort is still useful to Ye Xiaochi, she thinks so herself, and with Zuo Yucheng, a real professional, blessing her, she will be even more confident.
She smiled and said to Zuo Yucheng: "Thank you boss for taking care of you, so let's go to school tomorrow to watch the Sirou competition, and the day after tomorrow my uncle will come over to take a look, and when the time comes, I will cook, please get together." Boss, can you come then? I'll go back and get ready after work, and you'll see if it's convenient then?"
Zuo Yucheng said without thinking: "It's convenient, I shouldn't have much to do the day after tomorrow, and I will definitely go when the time comes." After saying that, I felt that I had agreed too quickly......
Ye Xiaochi was actually very happy to see him agree, she had received a lot of care from others, she had already invited them to dinner, she could live alone in the dormitory before, this time her uncle came over and invited a few of them men, it was more convenient to have her uncle as an accompaniment. When the time comes, if they want to drink, they will have someone to accompany them.
She asked, "Boss, what kind of food do you like to eat? What can't you eat? Some people don't eat onions, ginger and garlic, what about you?"
Zuo Yucheng asked rhetorically: "I remember that I had a meal at your uncle's side, didn't you see what I ate at that time? ”
Ye Xiaochi: "Oh...", she couldn't remember what everyone ate at that dinner, but she still remembered what Zuo Yucheng told her at that time.
Zuo Yucheng added: "I don't have any taboos when I eat, and I'm not picky." ”
Ye Xiaochi said, "Then I'll arrange it myself." ”
Dong Qing had already finished the call, and when he heard Zuo Yucheng and Ye Xiaochi chatting very well outside, he didn't go in, he stood at the door and listened to it for a while, and when he heard the last sentence Zuo Yucheng said, he couldn't help it, and flashed out and said: "Chengzi, you didn't tell the truth, didn't you say that you were allergic to seafood when you were a child? Also, you don't like soy sauce too much." ”
Ye Xiaochi listened carefully, "Why didn't the boss say it, I saw that there was a person not far from the community who came to sell small shrimp at two ends in three days, and planned to buy some to make a green onion fried shrimp." ”
Zuo Yucheng hurriedly denied: "That was when I was a child, but now it's okay, it's okay not to eat more." ”
Dong Qing listened, and didn't say more, you are the boss, what you said is okay? Anyway, he rarely sees Zuo Yucheng eating seafood.
Song Hongyan didn't go to work all day, and went to her son's house in the morning with a long-time colleague, her son is three years younger than Zuo Yucheng, and the child is almost a month old.
As a colleague for many years, Song Hongyan of course had to go to see it, and after reading the child, he had to give a red envelope, and there were two other colleagues who went with him.
After arriving at the place, Bao's mother was very enthusiastic, and asked Song Hongyan to grab the child's little hand, the little hand was very small, Song Hongyan's finger touched, and the baby held her index finger tightly. She knew it was just a baby's gripping reaction.
But I still let this kid be soft-hearted. At this time, the colleagues next to them chatted, and they talked about nothing more than how old their children were, what kind of work they do, whether they have grandchildren, and how cute and well-behaved their grandchildren are.
These people are about the same age as Song Hongyan, she found that she couldn't get into their conversation, and one person saw that she didn't talk much, so he asked her: "Hongyan, I remember that your son is two years older than my son, and my granddaughter is about to go to kindergarten, why haven't you moved over there, how many red envelopes have you given out over the years, when can you take them back?"
The colleague said it in a joking tone, but there was no malice, and another colleague played a round game: "Hongyan's son is different from a few of our children, he is the boss, his vision is higher, and he is not in a hurry." Your red envelope is ready, don't think about saving. ”
"Look at what you said, am I that kind of person?" The big guy chatted for a while, and didn't stay long, after all, the mother needs to rest, and it is not good to stay for a long time, and she left the mother in less than twenty minutes, and then the mother-in-law sent them out and told them to come to eat when the child was full moon.
When Song Hongyan came home, just after noon, she went home and took a look at the house, and felt more and more that the house was empty and unpopular, which was as lively as a colleague's house.
She scolded Zuo Yucheng in her heart: "What a big boss, I think he is a fool, not as good as his father, he can't even get a girlfriend ......"
She turned on the TV and watched boredly for a while, when the phone rang, and she was a little dazed at the time, and rang for a while before she got up to answer it. She muttered, "Really, it's distracted at every turn, every day..."
How did Zuo Yucheng know that his mother suddenly had such a big grudge, and he hadn't returned to the store at that time.
After arriving home at seven o'clock in the evening, Song Hongyan didn't move, and he didn't come out of his room to talk to him.
After Zuo Yucheng changed his shoes, he saw that the door of his room was open, and he couldn't remember whether he closed the door when he left in the morning.
After entering the house, he took off the shirt on the hook on the wall and hesitated to wash it, but he saw a long black hair on the front of the shirt, Zuo Yucheng: "......"
He hung his shirt back again, and then went out to knock on Song Hongyan's room, Song Hongyan came out when he heard the voice, and didn't ask him what was wrong, and told him directly: "The food is left for you, it's warm, you can eat it if you want, if you don't eat it, put it away, and eat it tomorrow morning." ”
Zuo Yucheng didn't know where to offend her, and his tone was not very good. But he still asked, "Mom, have you entered my house?"
"Whoever has nothing to do in your house, what is there to see in that house. ”
Zuo Yucheng was flashed by his mother's sudden outburst of temper, forget it, he can't afford to provoke it, let's withdraw, she didn't go in, it's good if she didn't look at anything......