Office love affairs: beautiful boss fall in love with me

Fu Jie goes into the clinic with Huang Xing and takes back the medicine she forgot to take. After coming out, Huang Xing found that the big man was still standing at the door. At the moment when Fu Jie came out, he seemed to be excited. His eyes were intertwined with Fu Jie's body again.

In front of the bus, Huang Xing was about to get on the bus, but Fu Jie seemed to think of something and suddenly said: wait for me, I'll go there to do something.

Huang Xing nodded and watched Fu Jie enter an advertising printing center.

I was trying to get a cigarette out of my pocket to pass the time, but I felt a box of cigarettes stretched out in front of me in one hand. Huang Xing turned his head and saw that the big man of the butcher's shop stood over, his hands perked up twice, and a cigarette showed a filter tip from the Hongtashan cigarette box. Huang Xing hesitated, but also took out the cigarette and held it in his mouth. The butcher helped Huang Xing light a cigarette, smiled and pointed to the injury on Huang Xing's face and said: brother, how did you get the injury on his face? It seems that he doesn't have a high status at home!

Huang Xing could not help frowning and said in surprise: what do you mean?

The butcher smiled and said: No, nothing. Just now, that woman was your daughter-in-law?

Huang Xing said impatiently: it's my boss.

The butcher smiled with relief: no wonder. I just don't think you match very well. Ha ha, it's not a couple. It's been a long time.

Huang Xing thinks he's gloating. The good cabbage hasn't been arched by the pig. I couldn't help but enlist him: am I unworthy of her?

The butcher even said: No, No.

Having said that, the expression on his face has given a positive answer.

Huang Xing was disgusted with the duplicity of the butcher. He threw the burning cigarette underground and twisted it with his feet. The butcher said, it's a pity that he didn't smoke much. Huang Xing took a cigarette out of his pocket, threw it into the man's hand and said, give it back to you. What are you doing, looking down on my brother? Huang Xing didn't say anything more, but the big man was still happy to get close to Huang Xing. He began to beat around the Bush to inquire about Fu Jie's name and identity. Huang Xing didn't know when he asked, and the anxious big man stared.

After a while, Fu Jie came out of the printing center. The butcher couldn't care to ask any more questions. He looked at Fu Jie coming this way. Every step she took, the butcher quietly beat a beat with his hand. When Fu Jie arrived, the big man asked Fu Jie without words. Cut some pork and give you a 20% discount. Seeing that Fu Jie didn't say anything, the big man added that a 70% discount would be OK. Fu Jie just said, sorry, I won't buy it. I'm losing weight and don't eat meat. The big man said, do you still need to lose weight? It's too standard

Huang Xing thought to himself that his meat selling buddy was crazy. He wouldn't be so crazy when he saw a beautiful woman, would he?

Fu jiezheng was unable to cope with the enthusiasm of the meat man. He killed a fierce woman from the meat shop and shouted at the man with her waist: Mom, why did you sneak out and come in and pick out the ribs

The butcher reluctantly said, "come here, come here," and walked back to the store step by step.

Huang Xing and Fu Jie looked at each other and mourned for the meat seller.

After getting on the bus, Fu Jie took the initiative to tell Huang Xing that she went to the printing center to pre print several boxes of business cards. Shan Dongyang will take office tomorrow. To take over bank management, recruitment and even some outreach work, business cards are essential.

Huang Xing felt lost. He is not stupid. He knows that Fu Jie's intention to say this to him is to let himself die. It can also be regarded as another euphemistic rejection of his offer.

On the way back, sitting in a luxury car worth more than 2 million, Huang Xing felt that it was so bumpy. Perhaps, the bumpy is not the road, but the sad life.

At this time, the company had finished work. Fu Jie stopped the car. The manager and employees walked out laughing and talking. Fu Jie didn't hurry to get off. Huang Xing was about to open the door. Fu Jie said, wait. Huang Xing doesn't understand what she means by "wait".

Cao aidang, the manager of the marketing department, came out and without saying a word, stepped on the old but still windy Harley Motorcycle like a horse. There was a fuel valve and black smoke in the exhaust pipe. Fu Jie watched Cao aidang leave and said with a smile. Manager Cao is very capable. Huang Xing thought it had nothing to do with me whether he could do it or not, but his mouth still echoed and said, yes, yes.

After a while, Fu Zhenxin and Shan Dongyang came out side by side, talking and laughing. Fu Jie frowned slightly, stretched out a slender hand, stroked her forehead and said: this Fu Zhenxin!

She omitted the following words. Huang Xing couldn't understand what she wanted to express.

Shan Dongyang got on Fu Zhenxin's Zhonghua car and drove straight east. Fu Jie then pulled out the key, pushed open the door and said: let's go and have a light meal.

Huang Xing was surprised and suspected that he had heard wrong. Big boss wants to invite himself to dinner again?

Jindeli fast food restaurant. It's rush hour, and there are a lot of people waiting in line to buy food nearby. Fu Jie exchanged a 100 yuan meal voucher and stood behind the line. Huang Xing said, Mr. Fu, sit down and I'll line up. Fu Jie said, who row is different, or row together? Huang Xing nodded and stood behind Fu Jie.

After a while, more and more people lined up behind to exchange rice. The team began to appear crowded. Huang Xing obviously felt a strong sense of pushing his back behind him. At first, Huang Xing could resist the crowd behind him by leaning back, but as more and more people began to narrow the distance of the queue with the help of crowding, Huang Xing obviously felt that the feeling of pushing his back was becoming stronger and stronger, so that he could no longer control the center of gravity of his body and threw himself on Fu Jie.

A cold sweat.