022 indirect kissing
Luo Jianwen was drinking water, almost sprayed, and glared at me: "Chen Sansan, you are sick!" Am I showing an abnormal sexual orientation? ”
I continued to eat mine, thinking back to Zhang Minglang's sharp eyes before he finished buying the order and went out, and thinking about Luo Jianwen's appearance of being very bitter and hateful to Zhang Minglang, I probably knew that Luo Jianwen thought that I had a great relationship with Zhang Minglang and found me, but I didn't know what Zhang Minglang's eyes meant, and I was a little upset, so I had to smile perfunctorily and said: "Ghost knows, maybe you eat both men and women." ”
Luo Jianwen glared at me again, and suddenly said coldly: "You work in Zhang Minglang's company?" You're really fast. Have you eaten well, I'll send you back, see you tomorrow. ”
Luo Jianwen is actually not a bad person when he is not stupid, but I have something in my heart, and I came out after dinner to find an excuse to take the car back by myself.
With a nervous mood, I arrived a little earlier for work the next day, and just after playing the card stool before it was hot, Lin Qicheng suddenly called me an inside line, and he said: "Xiao Chen, you go to Mr. Zhang's office." ”
A little apprehensive, I knocked on the door of Zhang Minglang's office.
With his permission, I pushed the door open and entered, and stood there like a piece of wood.
Zhang Minglang was the first to speak: "Do you know how to make coffee?" ”
In my heart, 10 million grass and mud horses rushed to gallop in all kinds of ways, and they were in a groove! Calling me over just so I can help him make coffee! It's funny! Aren't all the bosses on the TV series have all kinds of secretaries with beautiful legs, what kind of coffee do I make!
I complained in my heart, but I didn't dare to say anything, not to mention that although I was afraid to see him, I really wanted to see him, so I turned my head sideways and said in a gentle tone: "Yes, Mr. Zhang." ”
Zhang Minglang sighed, suddenly took out his wallet, took out a 100-yuan ticket, handed it to me, and said, "Then help me go to the Diwang Mansion to buy a cup of Blue Mountain." ”
I was so confused by his messy thinking that I didn't dare to say anything, after all, even if I really played monkey with people's wages, I had to endure it, I took the money and ran to the Diwang Building, where I found a high-end store in Vientiane City, bought a cup of coffee, and went back.
Who knows, with apprehension handed it to Zhang Minglang, who was reading the document, he glanced at me, then glanced at the cup of coffee, picked it up and took a small sip and immediately put it down and said, "How do I know if there is arsenic in this coffee, you can help me try it." “
I didn't have time to complain in my heart that I hadn't seen me for a few years, Zhang Minglang suffered from persecution paranoia, so he picked up the cup of coffee and handed it to me.
I wanted to end this inexplicable farce as soon as possible, so I had to bring it over, take a small sip casually, and then say: "Mr. Zhang, I drank it, I didn't sprinkle arsenic on you, are you satisfied?" ”
Zhang Minglang suddenly smiled disdainfully, motioned for me to sit down, and finally he said expressionlessly: "Sansan, are you satisfied with the taste of indirect kissing with your well-mixed ex?" “
There really wasn't the slightest expression on his face, but his eyes were full of disdain and disdain, like layers upon layers of endless waves, surging and pushing me onto the embarrassing shore, and I opened my mouth, but before I could speak, my face was hot with a loud sound.