Fu Bihong didn't come back until almost twelve o'clock at night. Song Eun slept lightly today, and not long after he fell asleep, there was movement downstairs, and he woke up immediately.

Put on slippers and open the door and go downstairs, and through the crack in the door, I saw that the servant was opening the iron door outside the garden outside the villa. Then there was a man holding a person who was walking inside, and the person who was being helped seemed to be Fu Bihong.

The servant helped along the way, allowing the two men outside to enter the main house. The person who was being supported was indeed Fu Bihong, his eyes were half-closed, he didn't speak, his face was a little red, and his hair was not as meticulous as usual, but a little messy. Song Eun didn't know what to do for a while, just stood there and gathered his clothes.

But he didn't have to think about it, the man who was holding Fu Bihong had already taken the initiative to walk towards him: "Mr. Song...... Mr. Fu drank a little too much. After speaking, the gesture was already tilted towards Song En, and Song En watched his movements, so he had to take Fu Bihong over and let him lean slightly on his shoulder.

But...... What did he just call him? "Mr. Song"? In Fu Bihong's villa, it was the first time that Song En was called like this. Because Fu Bihong had confessed before, all the servants could only call him "Mrs.", so he was called like that all the time.

As soon as he took Fu Bihong over, he smelled a strong smell of alcohol and women's perfume. Song En subconsciously frowned, and the man had already spoken: "Mr. Fu is attending a drinking party, you know, there will always be women at the drinking party." Mr. Fu may be negotiating business with them, even if it is not, you can rest assured, he must also be talking about business. ”

"And ...... Mr. Fu said before that I would pick him up at ten o'clock, but there were some delays at the banquet, so it was late until now. ”

Why do you want to explain all this to him? Does he think he still cares? Song Eun felt ridiculous, but had to reply, "Well, I know. He used to do that sometimes. ”

The man smiled, and Song Eun only then noticed that he still had the car keys in his hand. I guess I was in too much of a hurry when I got off the bus just now.

"Then sir, I'll go first." His eyes gestured to Fu Bihong, who was supported by Song En: "You come and take care of Mr. Fu." ”

Song En responded, and then helped Fu Bihong to the side of the sofa, slowly asked him to sit down, and rested his head on the back of the sofa. Fu Bihong let out a soft "um", his eyes still closed.

Looking at the back of the man who had just finished explaining, Song En stopped him with a loud voice: "But you ......"

"What?" The servants had all retreated, and there were only the two of them in the living room who were sober. Men take it for granted that this is talking to themselves.

"It's nothing," Song Eun stood and looked at him, his voice gentle: "But I haven't seen you before, are you a new full-time driver?" ”

"Well, I was originally a subordinate of a sub-district of the Fu family, and I was only transferred to Mr. Fu's side a week ago." The man replied: "Actually, I can't be regarded as a driver, my job is to be a bodyguard, that is, to protect Mr. Fu's personal safety." Now that the scope of work has expanded, it is equivalent to Mr. Fu's personal assistant. ”

Song En nodded: "Well, no wonder I said that I haven't seen you before." He remembered that the person who sent him and Fu Bihong home before was also the man in front of him.

"My name is Guan Wei." The man continued: "In the future, you will also be responsible for your travel, Mr. Song, and if you need to go anywhere in the future, you can call me." I usually spend most of my time around the villa keeping it safe. ”

Song Enying said, "Okay." ”

Guan Wei was about to leave, but was stopped by Song Eun and said these things again. I wanted to explain something more, but instead I thought that this was something that happened before their husband and wife, and it didn't seem good to say too much. So he said goodbye again and walked out through the gate of the villa.

After Guan Wei left, the living room of the villa returned to quiet. Song En stood beside the sofa, lowered his head and looked at Fu Bihong with his eyes closed on the sofa, and regretted that he had dismissed all the servants just now. How could he get Fu Bihong to the upstairs bedroom by himself...?

It was the first time he had done anything like this. Song Eun tried to put Fu Bihong's arm on his shoulder, and then pulled him up. Unexpectedly, Fu Bihong, who was helped up, suddenly hooked his neck with his hand.

This posture made him and Fu Bihong extremely close, and Song En couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. struggled for a while, wanting to stay away, but Fu Bihong's hand showed no signs of relaxation. Song Eun had no choice but to move upstairs with difficulty in this position.

He has no experience in taking care of drunk people, and after Fu Bihong came back from drunkenness before, he basically went to bed in advance. Or maybe he is not sleeping, Fu Bihong also has a servant to take care of him, so he doesn't need to worry about it.

He began to regret a little why he had been meddling and going downstairs......

Song En stubbornly moved all of Fu Bihong's body to the bed, thinking about what to do next for a long time...... It seems that he should be wiped off so that he will be more comfortable when he wakes up in the morning.

Song En stared at Fu Bihong's body, patted his cheek and stood up. I went to the bathroom, got a towel and soaked it completely, and then returned to the bedside. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Fu Bihong's sleeping appearance was in front of him. This is the first time that Song Eun has faced Fu Bihong, who is defenseless and sleeping like this.

Even if you don't think about it, the thought quickly pops up. If this is the time to ...... What to do with him?

Song Eun couldn't help but be frightened by this thought, but the more he didn't want to think about it, the more urgent and strong the thought became, as if urging him to do it quickly.

Yes, isn't this the best chance God has given him? Fu Bihong in front of him was unconscious at all, and at this time when he was defenseless, he killed him with a knife...... Ended all this that disgusted him. It seems like the best.

Even if you have to spend the rest of your life in prison or pay for your life for killing him, it doesn't matter. Because if it weren't for that, wouldn't he have to spend the rest of his life like this? was invisibly tied to Fu Bihong...... Falling asleep every night next to someone he hated, even if it seemed to be free, was in fact only relative. He still can't get his own life, and he's still just an accessory.

Fu Bihong's body suddenly moved, leaned over slightly, his brows furrowed, and he muttered something indistinctly. Song En lowered his body slightly, and heard him whisper, "Child...... Child...... Don't ......"

Although I knew that he was very obsessed with children, I still didn't expect that he would talk about children when he was drunk.

He seemed to be in pain, frowning deeply and looking embarrassed. It's not like usual, it's inexplicable...... It's kind of pathetic.

Song Eun clenched his fists, and suddenly felt compassion, and instantly dispelled the thought just now. First peeled off Fu Bihong's shirt, then unfolded the previously washed towel, carefully wiping his □□ skin outside.

After all the required courses at school were over, as soon as the final exams passed, Song Eun was completely idle. In addition to reading books at home, I went to Fu Bihong's company to stay. Learn some experience in dealing with things.

Fu Bihong has many secretaries, and one of them will help Song En get familiar with various businesses. Fu Bihong told Song En that if there is anything he doesn't understand in the company, just ask him.

Fu Bihong also gave Guan Wei's phone call that night before when he was at home, and told him that it was okay to call Guan Wei when he traveled. This Guan Wei can be completely trusted.

Song En had just arrived at the company this day, and he was still sitting in Fu Bihong's office to pack up and sort out the materials, as well as some forms he made yesterday. Fu Bihong walked in, took a document from the table, and said to Song En: "I'll go downstairs to deal with things, you are here alone first, and the secretary will come over in a while." ”

Song En responded: "Okay." ”

Soon there was a knock on the office door, and Song Eun glanced up and said, "Come in." ”

It wasn't the secretary who usually helped him who came in, but another clerk who looked a little familiar.

Song Eun was about to speak, but the clerk had already opened his mouth first: "Hello, the manager of the design department asked me to come and get a document, and I met the secretary on the way, and he said that I should come to the general manager to get it myself." ”

"He just went out, why don't I help you find it?" Song Eun stood up.

Zhu Hua smiled and said, "Okay, then I'll trouble you." ”

The documents were placed prominently on the desk and were quickly found.

Song En handed it to Zhu Hua, who looked at Song En and said with a light smile: "Actually, I didn't have a chance to say thank you last time...... Now is the opportunity. ”

"Thank you for helping me last time." He said.

Song Eun stared at him, and then remembered that this was the staff member who proposed the design of the vine-like bottle cap at the design discussion meeting not long ago. No wonder he felt familiar before.

Last time, Fu Bihong said that he would set up his idea for the record, and soon announced that it was selected to be used as an official listing. The earliest simple and elegant design was eliminated.

"Well, it's nothing." Song Eun smiled and said, "You have done a good job, and I also said what I thought." ”

"Actually......" Zhu Hua looked at Song En and said the next words: "Maybe because you haven't been in the company for a long time, you don't know, the company is very undemocratic." ”

"Not democratic? How so? Song Eun asked.

Zhu Hua continued: "Generally, the results of this kind of internal discussion meeting are predetermined. That is, the idea of who is the first to determine who to use will basically not change. ”

"So the last time I brought it up at the meeting, I was hopeless. I just don't want my hard work to go to waste. I didn't expect you to like it, and I recommended it. Zhu Hua laughed: "I was selected later, because I also got a lot of commission bonuses." Not only that, but in the R&D team, everyone is now paying attention to my designs. ”

"So, thank you very much." He was sincerely grateful to Song Eun. Just because of his words that day, a lot of things changed.

I didn't expect that Fu Jia's company was like this, or that he had too little contact with society. I feel a little sorry to hear this. "It's nothing, I think you're talented."

Listening to Song En's praise, he couldn't help but smile a little embarrassedly: "Actually, originally, I wanted to go to another job." "Be honest and say what you think.

Zhu Hua, who has innovative ideas, has relatively outstanding abilities, if he goes to another company, it must be a certain degree of brain drain, right? Song En persuaded: "I still hope that you will continue to try to do it here, isn't this a good opportunity?" Think of this as a ladder and climb up step by step. 166 Reading Network