"Leave it all alone, I'll take him to the infirmary."

A man of medium build, dressed in a dark blue suit, walked down the second floor of the bar with his trouser pockets in his hands.

As he walked, he pushed his gold-rimmed glasses on the straight bridge of his nose, and the dim light in the bar just masked the unknown light in the lenses.

Well? The sound is so familiar......

"Boss!"

Xingang and Yue Qinglai responded politely in unison, but their voices were a little more rigorous and restrained than the lax and casual just now.

It's over, it's over, it's over What to do? Is it "dead" or "alive"?!

Luo Zhi quietly and slowly moved his eyes, peeked at the current situation, and only saw that the man in the suit was slowly walking here in the "style of a general".

My heart became more entangled, there was a heat in the corner of my forehead that was faintly hot, my mouth was pursed hard, and my whole body trembled unconsciously.

Xingang obviously felt that the body leaning on him was a little hot, and seemed to be trembling a little, and looked at the "accident" person who was holding him suspiciously.

The corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly, and a light of unknown meaning flashed in his eyes.

……

This man is so perfect at all times and places, neatly dressed, and the whole person is neatly dressed.

He is not tall, and he looks quite handsome, perhaps because of his experience, although she doesn't know what he has experienced, but he seems to be relaxed but a little melancholy and heavy.

And he always likes to put his hands in his trouser pockets, and every time he gets close to him, it makes people feel a little oppressed.

This kind of oppression may be the so-called boss aura......

The familiar smell of cologne inhaled into the nostrils made people feel a little nervous, and a familiar figure came into view.

"Qinglai, sing well." The voice is very textured and deep, a typical mature voice, and the speed of speech is like telling a story, which is very attractive.

"Then I'm going to get a raise, boss!" Qinglai immediately raised her hands, looking like she was happy to win the lottery, like a little girl who "succeeded".

But in her heart, Yue Qinglai didn't like to talk to him so closely, because the pressure was too much.

But after all, the identities are different, so you can do whatever you want, and by the way, you can seek some benefits for yourself!

"Good!" The man smiled politely, and then turned his eyes to the "Hero Saves Beauty" drama that was being played out in the bar.

"Xingang, what's wrong with Luo Zhi? How did it bleed? ”

The man raised his heroic sword eyebrows, and his eyes were calmly staring at the person who was lying in Xingang's arms with his eyes closed, and he was "weakly" leaning on Xingang's chest at the moment.

"Boss, I think Luo Zhi needs to get a hemostatic injection......"

"Boss, I'm fine, I just need a good rest!" Before Xingang could finish speaking, he heard a nervous voice "protesting" with strong indignation.

Then he disappeared into the staff aisle on the side of the bar.

"What the hell is going on with Xiao Zhi?! Why is this all of a sudden? Did you know about Xingang? The other two people present all understood, and only Yue Qinglai was still spinning around in an unknown situation.

Jiao Hao's face was still very worried, and she looked at Xingang nervously, "Could it be leukemia?" Isn't that how it is played on TV? ”

"It's okay, Qinglai, trust me." His tone was firm, his face did not show any emotion, and his beautiful brown eyes responded warmly to the sad gaze that was looking at him.

"Xingang, follow me up." The interrupted voice couldn't help but be a little stern and a little hurried, and the tone was as calm as ever.

"Yes, boss." Xing Angli retracted his gaze and quickly walked through the door of the employee passage on one side, and then walked up the stairs with the man.

……

The lights on the entire second floor are even darker and even a little dark than the dim yellow light on the first floor.

"Click, click, click......" The man's footsteps echoed rhythmically in the silent space, matching the atmosphere that seemed too quiet at the moment, until it stopped in the deepest corner.

"Ahem." The old-fashioned door was slowly pushed open, and a bright orange light greeted it.

The office wasn't very big, but it was wide enough, and the only window behind the desk and the entire office was tightly closed.

The man walked very quietly, and the dark blue delicate suit perfectly highlighted his sturdy body line, which was more mature and mysterious against the bright orange and yellow light.

A long mahogany desk sits quietly "standing" not far from the window, waiting for the owner's arrival.

Xingang followed in an orderly manner, and the more he walked, the tighter his body collapsed, and the hand that hung down his side was secretly clenched.

The man gracefully crossed over to the right side of the desk, opened the drawer that was not easily noticed, pulled out a yellow paper bag, and threw it on the table somewhat casually.

The paper bag was stuffed with something, and when it was thrown on the table, it made a slight "collapse" sound.

"Take it, this is the reward of the Asa family." The man pulled a cigarette and a lighter out of his pocket and smoked it firmly.

"Boss, I'm ......"

"You can call me Uncle Yan, there are only you and me here, so you don't have to be so restrained."

Starblaze tilted her head, biting on her cigarette, and sat down on the corner of the table with her hands in her trouser pockets, gray smoke slowly drifting out of her nostrils.

"Yes, Uncle Yan," Xing Ang walked to the table, picked up the thick paper bag and opened it, only took out a few "papers" from it, and put the rest back safely, "I just need these." ”

Scold! It's something that only Xingang can do.

"You work, I pay, this is what you deserve, don't embarrass me." Starflame continued to bite into her cigarette leisurely, but in a heavier tone than before.

"Yes, boss." Although Xingang did not refuse, he spoke like a different person at the moment, appearing indifferent and detached.

Xingyan doesn't blame him, he is used to Xingang's "coquettishness", it's just that he can't condone Xingang's kindness, but should refrain from it, preferably annihilation.

"By the way, why are you working so late today, something?" I wanted to find Xingang early today, because Xingang has always been on time, but who knew that he came a few hours late.

In his impression, Xingang is usually rigorous and reliable, and he will definitely report to himself if he has any problems, but this time he didn't.

"Yes."

"You don't explain?"

"Don't explain."

"The money will give you the old place, remember to take a closer look when the time comes."

"Yes, boss."

"Huh! You! Starflame spit out the half-smoked cigarette, stepped on the abandoned but still stubbornly burning on the ground, paced in front of Xingang, stretched out his right hand and slightly stood on his heels, rubbed Xingang's hair vigorously, and reminded him in a solemn and somewhat helpless tone, "You have grown up, Xingang, learn to move forward, don't be nostalgic." ”