Today is Ling Siye's birthday, as soon as the sky is white, Lin Xi got up, she wants to go back to the office early to finish the work, and then take half a day off in the afternoon.

When Lin Xi brushed her teeth and washed her face, she was heating the buns in the pot, and now she casually packed a bun and went out.

Ling Siye looked at her with a suspicious expression.

When Lin Xi came to the office, there was no one, it was very quiet, as if time had stood still.

Thinking that he had quarreled with Yang Chujun yesterday and was going to beg her for permission today, Lin Xi had no bottom in his heart.

Will she just tear up her leave slip? Let her get back to work.

After doing all the things that should be done first, there are the necessary conditions for asking for leave, other colleagues have not yet gone to work, and Lin Xi has already buried himself in front of the computer.

An hour later, colleagues came to the office one after another.

Lin Xi caught a glimpse of Feng Ruyi's face with slap marks, injuries at the corners of his mouth, and a faint blue and black under his eyes.

Even though she used a lot of concealer, it was still noticeable.

"Ruyi, what's wrong with you? Did something happen? Lin Xi stopped what he was doing and asked with concern.

"No, no." Feng Ruyi covered her slightly swollen face and looked away.

Since she didn't want to say it, Lin Xi was inconvenient to ask, so she said, "If you need help, you can talk to me." ”

"Hmm." Lin Xi saw Feng Ruyi's eyes shining with tears.

The relationship between colleagues is good when the point is reached, Lin Xi returned to his workstation and continued to work.

Feng Ruyi's tears slipped quietly, dripping on the documents on the desk, she squatted down and pretended to pick up something, and secretly wiped her tears under the desk.

Yesterday, she bumped into her boyfriend, who had always been proud, sleeping in her bed with another woman in his arms.

She just said a few words, and her boyfriend punched and kicked her, and she felt that she was embarrassed, how could she tell her colleagues.

She is accustomed to the envious eyes of her colleagues and friends, how can she accept the eyes of contempt and pity.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Lin Xi finally saw Yang Chujun coming back, and she walked to her independent office with the leave slip that had already been written.

At the door, Lin Xi took a deep breath and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Lin Xi pushed the door and entered.

"Director Yang, I have something to do in the afternoon, I need to take half a day off, and I will complete the work before I get off work at 12 o'clock at noon."

Lin Xi respectfully handed over the leave form.

"Tell me what it is?" Yang Chujun looked high, sat on the rocking chair, crossed Erlang's legs, looked coldly at the leave request form handed over by Lin Xi, and did not accept it.

"My husband has a birthday, and I just got married, so I want to take this opportunity to cultivate the relationship between husband and wife." Lin Xi told the truth.

Faced with Lin Xi's sincerity, Yang Chujun was stunned for a moment. People in the company say that Lin Xi is beautiful, has a good figure, and has a temperament, but she can't imagine that she has to be careful to please men in private.

In such a comparison, Yang Chujun felt that she had a sense of superiority, and she felt much more comfortable, at least she never needed to please men.

As long as she draws the pie in reverse, the man has no way out.

In this society, after all, it still has to eat brains, and Lin Xi is still a little tender. Yang Chujun smiled inexplicably, and saw that Lin Xi looked confused.

"Director Yang." Lin Xi shouted at her.

"Alright, bring it." Yang Chujun's tone was very impatient.

Lin Xi quickly handed over the leave form, and Yang Chujun waved his pen and signed her name.

"Thank you, Director Yang."

"Let's get out."

Looking at the back of Lin Xi leaving, Yang Chujun snorted from his nose. A man who drives a dilapidated Volkswagen also thinks that you Lin Xi is too unproductive.

It seems that she overestimated Lin Xi.

Lin Xi didn't know what Yang Chujun was thinking, and returned to the office happily with the leave sheet.

She called Zhang Feng in a low voice: "Mom, where do you live now?" She wanted to go to see Zhang Feng first in the afternoon.

"You don't have to worry about me, I'll stay in a hotel." Zhang Feng was very noisy, and the people were full of voices.

"Mom, are you going to return to China this time for a long stay or a short period of time?"

"I'll take the bride price and leave."

"Oh." Lin Xi's eyes were dim, and his heart seemed to have been hit hard by something. Could it be that my mother traveled thousands of miles back to China this time just to get the bride price?

An indescribable feeling crept through Lin Xi's heart.

When she was a child, her mother gave up on her and went to another country, and finally looked forward to her back, but she didn't care about her at all.

Lin Xi's eyes were fixed on the computer screen, but his hand touched his navel through his clothes, which was once connected to his mother.

"Lin Xi, can you help me count the top 10 men's car sales in China last quarter?" Colleague's words pulled Lin Xi's thoughts back.

"Okay, wait for me for ten minutes."

"Thank you."

After his colleague left, Lin Xi immediately adjusted his mood and threw himself into work again.

At her age, she is not qualified to be secretly sad, so she can only redouble her efforts.

After finishing all the work, it was already noon, Lin Xi stretched his sore waist and prepared to get off work.

Lin Xi clicked on Ling Siye's WeChat avatar, which was a funny bear, which was in stark contrast to Ling Siye's image. Seeing this bear, Lin Xi was in a cheerful mood.

"Ah Ye, you pick up your grandma after work today and come to the following address for dinner."

"Remember to call Boss Chen."

"I'm ready to go now."

Then, Lin Xi sent the location of the riverside inn to Ling Siye.

Dinghong Group President's Office

Ling Siye stood in front of the bright floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the scenery of Ruicheng, leisurely spitting white smoke.

"Buzz buzz ......" The phone vibrates on the desk.

Ling Siye strode over, picked up his mobile phone, and clicked on WeChat.

Seeing that it was Lin Xi's information, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Is she going to invite you to dinner? Did she know it was his birthday?

Thinking of his grandmother, Ling Siye already knew a rough idea.

What gift will she give him? Ling Siye actually had a little expectation.