Stand-In Boyfriend Fu Zheng Ji

Li Xiang felt warm after receiving the gift.

He followed his secretary's advice and put it on as soon as he got back to the office.

He looked at himself wearing a tie in the mirror with a smug smile, and from time to time he praised Zhang Ling for his good eyesight, saying that the color of the tie matched him very well.

He was still fantasizing about role-playing, standing in front of the grooming mirror and playing two roles.

Zhang Ling: I have chosen this tie for you for a long time.How do you like it?
Li Xiang: I like it!
Zhang Ling: (pretending to be angry) Your reaction was so flat.

Li Xiang: (smiling full of emotion) I like it, I really like it!

At this point in the performance, he felt that the context was wrong.

So, he tried a few more contexts and felt that there was a problem.

What went wrong?
He fell into a brief thought...

There was a muffled knock at the office door.

Li Xiang's thoughts were interrupted, and he turned his head to look over. Chen Jian rushed in with an unhappy expression.

He didn't care why Chen Jian was unhappy, he continued to admire himself in the grooming mirror and said:

"You don't take good care of your injuries in the hospital, you always run out. Alas, I think your injuries will be difficult to heal in a while."

Judging from Chen Jian's posture, it seemed as if he was here to ask the teacher for a crime. Maybe the two of them would have a friendly activity in the office to relax each other's muscles and bones.

I never thought that Chen Jian was standing beside Li Xiang, looking at Li Xiang in the mirror, and said with an admiring smile:

"Hey, this tie is very beautiful!"

"You think so too?" The happiness in Li Xiang's smile became more intense.

Chen Jian nodded and said:
"Well, that's right! It makes me feel itchy, and I want to buy a pair of the same style for myself."

"Then buy it! No one can stop our Mr. Chen from being chic and happy." Li Xiang said.

Chen Jian said:
"Who sent it? Tell me where you bought it."

Li Xiang was a little shocked to hear Chen Jian's answer.

Because in the past, if he used words such as "chic and happy" on Chen Jian.

This guy must be furious and argue with him.

"You're wrong!" Li Xiang looked sideways at Chen Jian and questioned.

Chen Jian pretended to be calm and said:

"I'm still the usual me, what's wrong?"

Li Xiang moved two steps sideways, looked carefully from top to bottom for a while and said:
"Nowhere is right."

"Oh?!" Chen Jian thought that he had disguised himself well.

I didn't expect that Li Xiang would see something.

Li Xiang went on to say:
"First of all, your sudden return is definitely not accidental. You must have received some news before you came back; secondly, with your Chen Jian's ability, would you know where I can buy my chest tie? You won't even ask me for my address .Finally..."

Li wanted to stop talking about it here.

He turned and walked to the rest area of ​​the office, sitting on the sofa with a calm face and sipping tea.

Chen Jian also sat at the side afterwards, unable to wait for Li Xiang's last message, and eagerly grabbed the teacup in Li Xiang's hand and asked:

"What's the last one? Tell me quickly!"

Li Xiang's hand, which was holding the teacup, reached out to Chen Jian's forehead and said:
"It's strange, you don't burn it! It makes no sense not to know what I'm going to say next. Hmm... It seems that this Yan Yuan probably really broke your mind."

Chen Jian impatiently pushed Li Xiang's hand away from his forehead and said:

"Fuck you. Forget it. If you don't want to tell me, I don't want to know now."

There are some words between brothers that are completely unspoken.

Because the content of some words is likely to touch the bottom line of the other party, saying it will cause a rift in the brotherhood between each other.

Chen Jian guessed that he had intentionally refused to cooperate, and Li wanted to know the purpose of his actions for the snail powder incident.

May I ask, is there any man who can tolerate his brother sparing no effort in beating mandarin ducks?

Even if he knows that his brother doesn't have the heart to covet the one he loves, he still can't bear his brother doing this.

Only the feet know whether the shoes fit or not, and only the parties know whether the lovers fit each other.

Therefore, Li Xiang didn't say Chen Jian's behavior clearly, it was considered as an opportunity to maintain the brotherhood of each other.

If Chen Jian is not a brainless person, he will naturally understand Li Xiang's painstaking efforts.

Li Xiang smiled in relief, it seemed that Chen Jian understood his intention.

He conveniently put the teacup that Chen Jian took back on the tea table in front of him, and at the same time fetched an empty teacup, poured two cups of tea, took one himself, and motioned to Chen Jian with a smile, saying:
"Want to have a drink together?"

This is obviously a way of looking at each other and smiling at each other.

Chen Jian also picked up the teacup, touched the teacup lightly like a drinking ceremony, and drank the tea in the cup with a smile.

After drinking tea, the two sat silently for a long time without saying a word.

Chen Jian was the first to speak: "I heard that your tie was given to you by Zhang Ling?"

"Haha, don't you pretend you don't know now?" Li Xiang said with a slightly teasing tone.

Chen Jian blushed slightly and continued:

"I told you what it means for a woman to give a man a tie. Since you have accepted Zhang Ling's gift, you must send a return gift to show it. Otherwise, it would be too unmanly."

Li Xiang was very moved when he heard Chen Jianxin's tone of voice for him.

I can't help but feel a little jealous again that Zhen Li wants to have such a good buddy.

Li Xiang hesitated slightly and said:
"Oh, I know! It's just..."

His first thought was to send flowers face-to-face with flowers in hand like in the movie.

Chen Jian once said that the first time a man gives a gift to his beloved woman, he should never give flowers.

He ignored Chen Jian's point of view.

Not long ago, the excuse of apologizing for grandma has already been sent.

After sending it off, he saw Zhang Ling's reaction and deeply regretted it.

It makes sense to recognize Chen Jian's pseudo-emotional expert.

Because many girls are highly sensitive and socially phobic, she would only feel pressured to send such a big and bright object under the watchful eyes of everyone.

At that time, Li Xiang felt inexplicably uncomfortable seeing Zhang Ling who was under pressure.

Chen Jian continued to say naturally:
"Just don't know what to give?"

"Hmm!" Li Xiang nodded slightly, "Do you have any better suggestions?"

This time, he felt that Chen Jian should really come up with an idea.

Chen Jian looked at the empty teacup in front of him, and gestured proudly:

"That's what you're asking for?"

Hearing Chen Jian's words, Li Xiang's heart burst into flames.

This kid actually picked it up.

However, he had a failed experience in sending flowers last time, and now he is really at a loss for giving gifts.

I can only suppress the anger in my heart, force myself to put on a professional smile and say:
"Okay! You're right, you have to look like you're asking for help."

While speaking, he personally filled the cup in front of Chen Jian with tea, and delivered it to him with both hands, and continued:
"Dude, if you have any good ideas, tell me."

Chen Jian took the teacup in Li Xiang's hand, enjoyed it and drank it face to face, then smashed his mouth and said:

"Well, it really tastes really good to drink tea like this."

Li Xiang continued to hold his breath and say:

"Brother, the tea is already drunk, you should be able to talk."

Chen Jian did not answer Li Xiang's words first, but looked at him with some appreciation and said:

"Oh, this is the gap between you and me. To be honest, I used to have some problems with you sitting in the top position of our company. I always feel that if I take that position, I will definitely be able to do better than you, Li Xiang. "

Because of Chen Jian's words, the suppressed anger in Li Xiang's heart suddenly disappeared.

He said with some curiosity:
"I really don't know what you said."

"Today I finally realized that I was wrong." Chen Jian then pointed to Li Xiang's desk, "That seat is most suitable for a calm and calm person like you. If an impulsive person like me sits there. Sooner or later it will destroy our industry."

"Why did you suddenly say this today?" Li Xiang asked puzzled.

Chen Jian looked back at the desk and said to Li Xiang:

"It's okay, I just want to express my feelings suddenly today."

"Oh." Li Xiang didn't believe it, but he knew that if Chen Jianruo didn't want to say it, it would be useless for him to ask.

Chen Jianlue leaned over and poured tea for himself while muttering:
"Let's get down to business, let me tell you that giving gifts to women is very particular. Remember three principles: give gifts that are not expensive, small in size, and don't "cross the border"..."

After listening to Chen Jian's suggestion, Li Xiang suddenly understood that his act of sending flowers had crossed the line.

Before Bie Shanliu left the company, he asked him to bring the gift he had prepared to Zhang Ling.

In the corner, at the end.

The general manager of the group was afraid that Zhang Ling would not accept Mr. Mi's lunch.

I deliberately sat in Zhang Ling's office and waited in advance.

Zhang Ling, who was working, said helplessly:

"General manager, I really can't calm down and work if you sit here like this."

"You can completely treat me as air. It's okay, you can continue to work on your work." The general manager of the group picked up a magazine and read it.

Zhang Ling knew in her heart that this behavior was to prevent her from escaping early.

She really wanted to find a good-sounding reason to sneak out just for work.

For example, I deliberately went to the workshop to accompany the technicians to solve technical problems.

However, now it seems that these ideas of hers have become fantasies.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the time on his watch. It was still half an hour before noon.

She no longer had any intention of dealing with the documents at hand.

"It's almost time. General manager, then I'll go to the hotel I made an appointment with Mr. Mi first."

While talking, she got up and tidied up the desk briefly, and walked out with her bag in her hand.

The general manager of the group looked a bit like a personal bodyguard. He immediately got up to meet him and said with a smile:
"Just right, I'm going to do something around the hotel too. Come on, I'll give you a ride."

Now she seriously suspects that the general manager in front of her is not herself.

Anyway, this is also a big international group, so there is no need for the dignified general manager to be so idle.

However, it's not easy for her to refute the other party's face in person.

She could only smile and answer stiffly:

"All right!"

The general manager of the group saw her meeting with Mr. Mi before leaving under the pretext of having something to do.

Before leaving, he still reminded her threateningly that if Mr. Mi in front of him was offended by her, then he would definitely try his best to reject her position as vice president.

Against all odds?

In Zhang Ling's opinion, this is definitely the funniest joke she has ever heard in her life.

Most of the people in the group are probably looking forward to her getting out of the position of vice president as soon as possible.

Even the general manager of the group in front of him is the representative of those leaders who are looking forward to her stepping down.

That's why he made this decision and act of treating women as playthings, just like those powerful people in ancient times.

The disgusting voice sounded in her ears again:
"Vice President Zhang, please follow me."

"Oh, please invite Mr. Mi first." Zhang Ling said politely with a professional smile on her face.

She found that this floor of the hotel seemed to be reserved by Mr. Mi.

It is reasonable to say that there should be guests dining at this time, but she can't see other guests except them.

"I heard that Vice President Zhang likes to sit by the window when eating. So I deliberately chose this place where I can see Moon Lake. As for the meals..."

At this time, Mr. Mi has a bit of a gentleman's air, and he doesn't look like he can't hold back his saliva when they first met in the morning.

She didn't listen carefully to what he had to say.

Looking at the surroundings ranging from the placement of dining table furniture and the selection of background music and piano music to the small selection of tableware and food and drinks, one feels that this man is so meticulous and considerate.

She was basically sure that Mr. Mi had prepared this lunch with great care.

When Mr. Mi poured her a glass of strawberry juice like a gentleman, he handed it to her with both hands and said softly:

"Here, their strawberries here are selected from..."

Zhang Ling suddenly interrupted Mr. Mi's explanation, put the strawberry juice on the table in front of him, and said to him at the same time:

"Mr. Mi, just now you made it clear that there are no such titles as president or vice president here, and you should treat it as a casual meal among friends. But you always take care of me like this, so that I can't even have a good meal."

Mr. Mi's smile froze, he paused for a while, the corner of his mouth twitched and said:
"Yes, you're right. I didn't think carefully."

Zhang Ling looked at Mr. Mi and turned back to sit in his seat sadly.

Suddenly, some felt that the tone of their words was too heavy?

So she thought about saving it.

After all, the words of the general manager of the group before he left were still echoing in his ears.

"That Mr. Mi..."

Before she could fully utter her saving words, Mr. Mi said with a sad face:

"Zhang Ling, do you know?"

"Ah, what?" Zhang Ling was curious.

"People who know me say that my brain was kissed by God, so I have an extraordinary IQ; but they never said that my appearance was kissed by the devil, so I am always surrounded by countless opposite sexes with this face. dislike."

Zhang Ling had already been affected by Mr. Mi's sad atmosphere, and wanted to comfort him with a slightly sad tone, but he only said "Mr. Mi" and suddenly couldn't continue.

Mr. Mi went on to say:
"I know! When we first met this morning, I already noticed your disgust. To be honest, I don't blame you."

"I'm sorry!" Zhang Ling said almost subconsciously.

She really realizes that judging people by their appearance is wrong.

Mr. Mi continued:

"It's okay. It's because I like you. No, it should be that I fell in love with you at that time."

"Ah!" Zhang Ling was surprised.

Mr. Mi didn't give Zhang Ling a chance to refuse and continued:

"Zhang Ling, I wonder if you believe in love at first sight? To be honest, I never believed it before I met you. But when I saw your unique temperament, I believed in love at first sight."

Hearing this, Zhang Ling gave up resisting Mr. Mi's expression, and instead felt a little pleasure listening to these words.

After all, everyone has selfishly fantasized about being liked by everyone in the world.

In this way, you can have more love.

President Mi continued:
"I'm sorry, maybe I was too abrupt this morning. I rashly asked you to have lunch with me. I know you are extremely reluctant to come here."

At the beginning, she really hated being invited by Mr. Mi, but at this moment, listening to Mr. Mi's sad words, a continuous sense of guilt welled up in her heart.

"But it was only because I fell in love with you at first sight that I made such a despicable act against your will. I... I'm sorry, I just want to have a simple meal with the one I love."