Because it was far away from the school, only Zhang Cheng chose to go home, and when he returned to the dormitory, everything was very familiar.

"Boss, why are you back?" Hearing the sound at the door, Liu Muyang looked at Zhang Cheng with a surprised expression.

"I'll go, the boss said early that I won't eat dinner!" Wu Lei said that the donkey's head was not in the horse's mouth.

College life has taught them how expensive it can be to live alone, and learning to eat and be cheeky is one of the essential skills.

Zhang Cheng is not short of this money, it is a common thing to invite everyone to have supper and dinner, after all, he is the boss of the dormitory!

"Bring something, if you are hungry, eat a little first, let's have a small gathering in the Mid-Autumn Festival, forget it today, tomorrow night." Zhang Cheng put the things in his hand on the table and said.

These are some souvenirs that Zhang Cheng brought from home that can be eaten directly, as well as some snacks that he just bought on the road.

"Boss, what do you want me to say!" Liu Muyang pounced on the pile of things with a grateful face.

As for Zhang Cheng, who cares?

Seeing that he was indifferent, Zhang Cheng rolled his eyes and flew up: "I'll go to the company and come back later." ”

It's just that no one heard Zhang Cheng's words, and everyone was eating by themselves.

Zhang Cheng went to the studio first, because of the Mid-Autumn Festival, as the boss, he was still very generous to give his subordinates a holiday.

Two days off may not be long, but it is already precious for the Internet industry.

"Brother Li. As soon as he entered the house, Zhang Cheng shouted.

"Boss, you're here. Li Zihao stood up from his position.

The rest of the people were about to get up to say hello, but they were all stopped by Zhang Cheng.

"Come on, come on, prepare a few red envelopes for everyone to share. Zhang Cheng said and took out a few prepared red envelopes from his pocket.

This is a little personal intention of Zhang Cheng, the boss, after all, the Mid-Autumn Festival is a big festival in China, and the company should say something, rather than simply giving several times the salary.

"Thank you to the owner. Li Zihao happily took the red envelope.

After walking around the studio twice, Zhang Cheng was ready to go to Yixin.

The studio has not changed much, because of Zhang Cheng's negligence, the studio does not have a professional artist yet, but Li Zihao is already looking for it.

But to be able to stay in the working environment of a group of men, how tough it must be to be such an art girl!

Zhang Cheng took a taxi to the company, many floors of the office building were still lit, and he came to the office by elevator.

The office was brightly lit and it was clear that everyone was working overtime.

Pushing the door in, it was quiet, with hardly any noise other than the sound of the keyboard cracking.

"Ahem!" Zhang Cheng entered the house for five minutes, and no one noticed his presence.

In desperation, he could only cough twice to show his existence.

"Huh?"

Everyone turned their heads to look at the door, and saw that it was Zhang Cheng who started their own things casually.

Zhang Cheng was a little embarrassed at this time, except for Jim in the office, but he didn't seem to have any sense of existence as a boss!

"I'm very heartbroken for you guys to do this!" Zhang Cheng said this to himself and sat on the office chair, "Who do you say I prepared these things for!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng took out a stack of red envelopes from his pocket, shook them, and then threw them on the table.

"Jack, I haven't seen you for a few days, you're a lot more handsome!" Zheng Qiuyun was the first to stand up, patting her ass in her mouth, but taking away a red envelope without a trace.

"I agree with Qiu Yun's words, one side of the water and soil to raise one side of the people, the country is good!" Fan Cheng echoed seriously.

Everyone said a word, and the silent office suddenly seemed to change its mode, but the red envelopes on the table had been taken away while everyone was talking.

"Okay, don't be a sycophant one by one, work pays attention to the combination of work and rest, although you are in a hurry, you must also pay attention to rest!" Zhang Cheng didn't say anything in his eyes, this was originally a reward for them.

"Also, pay attention to work, I've been in for five or six minutes and no one has noticed me. If a thief comes in and empties this place, I'm afraid you won't know about it. Zhang Cheng's words smacked of jokes.

But there is also a serious element in the joke, because the company is in its infancy, and it is impossible to rent an entire building, so in such an environment, confidentiality is especially important.

Zheng Qiuyun obviously realized the importance of this matter, and immediately responded: "I was negligent in this matter, and we will do some simple confidentiality measures starting tomorrow." ”

Seeing that Zheng Qiuyun took the initiative to admit his mistake, Zhang Cheng didn't say anything, but comforted: "I just remind you that everyone will rest early today, and the company's people will have a dinner tomorrow night, which can be regarded as the company's Mid-Autumn Festival reunion dinner." ”

After staying in the company for half an hour and inquiring about the progress of Yixin, Zhang Cheng returned to his bedroom, and he did not prepare a red envelope for Liu Muyang and others.

Because Liu Muyang and Li Zihao and others are different, one is an employee and the other is a friend, this is not differential treatment, this is taking care of the self-esteem of Liu Muyang and others.

After a day of running, he didn't even have time to call Zhang Ailan, Zhang Cheng, who was lying on the bed, was tired and fell asleep after a while.