Chapter 11 Unspoken rules of the disease

I have a famous saying that is deafening. This famous saying was born in a heated debate in the dormitory one day. It is impossible to verify the cause of the heated debate, but this still does not prevent it from becoming a classic. "Damn, I've eaten more salt than you have eaten!" "Tch, I've seen more man JJs than you have eaten sausages!" Just one sentence has achieved my status in the world, and it also shows the number of G movies I have read. It's a pity that the campus network is too slow. Besides downloading a lot of online things and buffering back and forth, it's more disgusting than watching Hunan TV's commercials. It's hard to dominate the company. Of course, I have to make up for the previous shortcomings.

But why did Song Jingui go back to China today, even if he was not dead, and why did he come so late to get some bullshit documents? ! Facing Song Ziyan's rust-like face, I looked downcastly at my nose, nose to toe. Fortunately, after he took a few deep breaths, his tone slowed down: "Speak." "What?" I looked up at him. He pointed to the two brothers on the screen whose lives were constantly moving and still in full swing: "I need an explanation." I looked at the picture of the river during the Qingming Festival during the afternoon of hoeing, and I was very puzzled. Explain this movie?

Song Ziyan couldn't hold back his anger, and slapped the table: "Say it!" My heart skipped a beat, and I quickly started to explain: "This is a male-male film, also called G film, the one lying on the bottom is Shou, and the one above is Gong." I pointed to the person on the screen: "Of course , sometimes the attack is on the bottom and the receiving is on the top, it depends on what posture you take." His face was aligned with the bottom of the pot again, each word was like ice slag: "This is not what I want to hear." "Gah? It's not this?" I scratched my head, because the knowledge I said is too common, do you want some high-tech ones?After getting a little understanding, I hurriedly made amends: "Based on my years of experience, they mostly used borrowed positions in this film. You can see that their expressions and movements are not coordinated in many places. For example, Xiao Shou's cry is obviously louder than Xiao Gong's The movement is half a beat slow, and..."

The voice gradually died down in front of Song Ziyan's increasingly green face. His chest heaved violently, and his hands kept opening and closing beside him. I have no doubt that they will pinch my neck in the next second. . I immediately squatted down with my head in my hands, not forgetting to beg for mercy: "Impulse is the devil! Impulse is the devil! Now is a harmonious society!" He squatted with his head in his arms for a long while, watched him stand for a long time, and then his leather shoes fell off, and he walked straight away... Sitting on the seat and stuffing snacks into my mouth non-stop, I regret it~~

This job has only been working for less than two weeks. When the menu for Song Ziyan's dismissal comes out tomorrow, I guess I won't even get a dime. I regret it.If I had known it was like this, I shouldn't have been here for more than ten days! (Do you dare to regret watching G movies in the company? Daughter, your cerebral cortex is too weird!!) The more I thought about it, the more painful it became, and the more I thought about it, the more sad I became. In this endless pain and sadness, I fell asleep soundly... "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" A series of screams woke me up. I thought I was watching Cai Ming's sketch in the Spring Festival Gala. I opened my eyes. looking at me—at my clothes, to be precise.

She pointed at me with her long painted nails: "Where did you get this dress?" I looked down and saw that I was wearing a silver-gray suit jacket, huh?I was also taken aback: "Eh? Where did this dress come from?" Everyone else in the department also had weird, pensive expressions on their faces. She was emotional: "Don't pretend to be stupid? Did you steal it?" This made me angry: "You are the only one who steals, your whole family steals." Her voice was sharp: "It wasn't stolen, where did you get it? Did he give it to you?" "He? Which him?" I was at a loss.

At this time, Manager Sun came out when he heard the noise. He first looked at the suit on me, then looked at me inexplicably, and finally said: "Work hard during working hours!" Xue Yanyan went back with red eyes, and everyone who had been watching the show with their ears stretched out also went back. baffling!It's just a disaster without any reason, it's enough to squeeze me out secretly, but they still suppress me on the stage.But it's strange to say, who owns this coat I'm wearing?Why do they all seem to know except me? Could it be? ... I was covered in cold sweat, and secretly passed a note to my sanitary napkin sister: "Isn't our building haunted? Or the kind of pervert who secretly cared for me yesterday?"

The more I think about it, the more I am right, there is no such a person, plus the weird expressions of each of them.It's like a haunted house in a Hong Kong movie, and the insiders tacitly conceal the intruders.No wonder Huangmao is so afraid of ghosts, I quickly threw my clothes away. The sanitary napkin sister gave me a strange look, and sent back: "That coat belongs to the general manager." Eh?He was obviously very angry when he left yesterday, his footsteps were PIAPIA, could it be that he left and returned? I couldn't understand why, but seeing that my sister used the sanitary napkin this time, it was a note, so I was very surprised and handed over another one: "Why don't you use a panty liner today?"

Her answer was succinct: "The financial crisis." At noon, I had dinner with Huang Mao in the restaurant. I was in charge of eating, and he was in charge of beating. During the meal, I expressed my concern for him: "When did you come back? Why don't you make a phone call." He looked at me with bright eyes: "Do you want to pick me up?" I wanted to know the date of Song Jingui's return to China, so I had to prepare early, but I still nodded against my conscience. He smiled sweetly: "No, I'm very happy if you want to pick me up, but I arrived after one o'clock yesterday, and you can't pick me up."

Arrive after one o'clock?Then Song Jingui came to the company after a few games without going home? I thought about it for a while and became more certain. This tortoise must be my nemesis, and it came to me as soon as I came back.But I still want to confirm: "Did the general manager come back with you?" The smile on his face faded immediately: "Yes." Damn, it really is a natural offense! However, there has been no rumors until today. Is Song Jingui too busy to take care of me, or is he open-minded enough to not take what happened yesterday to heart after staying abroad for a long time?I was lost in thought.

Huang Mao misunderstood me: "You don't need to go to him, he is sick and didn't come to the company today." "Sick?" I opened my eyes wide. He said without hesitation: "I rushed outside in such a hurry, and my already full schedule was shortened by two days, so I hurried back, and I heard that I caught a cold again after returning yesterday, and now I am lying at home. " Catching a cold?Is it because he didn't wear a coat?This body is too fragile and needs calcium supplementation. But... ill?Does this count as an opportunity? ! Suddenly, my eyes lit up! When I got back to the office, I grabbed my coat and went straight to the personnel department to ask for leave. Originally, the department staff only needed to tell their manager to ask for leave, but Manager Sun insisted that I go according to the regulations, and I had to have a leave note from the HR department.Caring about even such small things shows how small a woman's heart can be when it is closed.When I arrived at the personnel department, I only asked for leave without explaining the reason. Manager Tian smiled and approved the leave note for me, looked at the coat in my hand and told me: "Say hello to the general manager for me." What a genius! After leaving the company, I spent more than 40 yuan to take a taxi, watching the jumping numbers all the way and talking, in order to keep my job, my sacrifice is worth it, otherwise I will return to the company after he recovers. , and I'm done.It made the driver look at me several times along the way, and when I got to the destination, he ran away as soon as I got out of the car. I looked up at the community where Song Jingui lived, and couldn't help but curse again: "Evil capitalist!" I despise the capitalists, but the gatekeepers of the capitalists despise me. I have repeatedly explained the reason, but he will not let me in. I was angry: "It's not that I don't know him, I'm an employee of Song Ziyan's company, why don't you let me in!" He leisurely said, "Little girl, there are many people looking for Mr. Song, but I haven't seen any Mr. Song put in." He glanced at me up and down, and exhaled from his nose: "What's more, you look like this? " What am I like?I'm even angrier! He also went on to express his doubts: "Why don't you go for plastic surgery?" Damn, I'm hindering my admiration or affecting the appearance of the city. He shook a finger, and said in a human tone, "If you want to find someone like Mr. Song, that's just two words. It's useless! It's better to go for plastic surgery as soon as possible." I really wanted to curse, but firstly, I was under the eaves of others, and secondly, this old man spoke very seriously and his tone was very kind. It can be seen that he is sincerely thinking about me, and he has no intention of mocking me at all. This makes people even more angry! ! In the end, I was lost, and I lit up the clothes in my hand: "Master, do you know this clothes, I really know him." He squinted his presbyopic eyes and said, "Eh? It's really Mr. Song's clothes. Let me call for you." It's so dragging, even a piece of ragged clothes can be used as an arrow! ! The old man picked up the receiver, said a few words, and made my big face circle around in front of his camera. It is said that he asked the person on the opposite side to verify his identity. We don't understand this advanced thing.But the old man hung up the walkie-talkie and turned to me and said, "Mr. Song let you in." Just go in, but do you have the expression on your face that you saw the mouse knocking the elephant to death? ! But as soon as I got into the elevator, the old man chased me in: "Hey, little girl really didn't realize how old are you?" "Twenty-two." I answered casually as I walked. "How did you meet Mr. Song?" The more I heard this, the more suspicious I became. I looked at his wrinkled face that couldn't hide the excitement. After a while, I couldn't help shaking my head. Gossip and prostitutes are in the end of the world!This is what Da Yinyin said in the city!Do you still want to expose me? I stopped and said, "Master, I am one of his employees, so don't think about me." He smiled embarrassedly: "Actually, I'm just curious. You are the first woman Mr. Song let in." I couldn't help being excited again, my eyelids started to twitch, and I asked mysteriously while my blood boiled: "Are all the people who were let in before were men?" Fortunately, the elevator arrived quickly, and I didn't have to look at his petrified face again.The door was open, and after I entered, I looked left and right for three seconds and cursed: "Evil capitalist." Then I turned into a smiling face like Chunhuayi and entered the bedroom. Song Ziyan was lying on the bed without opening his eyes, my smiling face like Hua Yi was in vain. I curtseyed to save the job, and expressed it with emotion: "Everyone was very worried after knowing that the general manager was ill. Now the whole company is immersed in mourning..." "What about you?" he cut me off. "Huh?" I was still immersed in the atmosphere of grief and didn't react. He opened those cold eyes, but looked at me burningly: "They are all worried about me, what about you?" My heart seemed to miss a beat. Looking into his eyes, I seemed to dare not breathe loudly. It took me a long time to realize that this was an excellent opportunity to express myself, and I quickly expressed: "I am most worried! I am most mournful!" He looked at me for a while, and under his gaze, I felt restless, not afraid, but restless, just restless.Seeing me like this, a slight smile appeared on his lips: "You..." He shook his head again: "Forget it." I suddenly felt that it was dangerous to stand here, so I hurriedly said: "I'll get you a glass of water." I ran to the living room in a hurry, only then realized that my heart was beating fast, I took a few deep breaths to calm down, and then fell down Pass him a glass of water. He half sat up and drank a few sips before putting it down, and only said, "I just took the medicine, and I'm very sleepy now." Inexplicably, I didn't want to and didn't dare to stay longer, so I quickly said, "Then I'll go back first." "Don't go." He threatened lightly: "When I wake up, I want to see you here." Watching him calmly close his eyes, I was once again imprisoned in a disguised form. The most shameful thing is that I sent the wolf to the tiger's mouth by myself!Looking up at the sky, it's really self-inflicted! ! Fumbling here and there in the house, time still passed very slowly, and such a big house didn’t even have a TV, let alone a computer, and there was no food for thought. I was bored and I was on duty last night. Fell asleep on the sofa.When I woke up, it was much darker, but Song Ziyan was still lying on the bed, and my stomach was growling, so I went into the kitchen. The kitchen is very clean, with a lot of condiments, but there are no ingredients, only a box of unopened eggs from the supermarket, and a half box of instant noodles. People can't make things difficult for themselves, let alone make things difficult for themselves, so I decided to be self-sufficient.Because the revolutionary consciousness of my parents is too high, one is busy fighting the landlords and the other is busy building the Great Wall, which leads to my culinary skills as a new and new human being.Although the ingredients are pitiful, even though it is just a simple instant noodle, I made it delicious! Unexpectedly, after living in school for four years, the craftsmanship is not unfamiliar. Sitting at the table, I took a deep breath, squinted my eyes intoxicated, and decided to start! "Very fragrant." Song Ziyan's voice came from the door. He probably just woke up, his hair was messed up, and his expression was a little dull. I stood up and moved a stool for him like a dog: "General manager, are you awake?" He sat down like a Lafayette, moved the face in front of me, and began to...eat gracefully. I smiled dryly: "General manager, are you awake?" He said, "Well, I just woke up." Just wake up and grab something to eat with me?But eating people's mouths is soft and hands are short, a bowl of instant noodles for a job, it's worth it!I could only swallow and wait for him to finish eating slowly.After he finished wiping his mouth with a tissue, I felt it was time to get down to business. Before I could speak, he mentioned it first: "I'm very happy that you came to see me today." I hurriedly nodded: "As an employee, it is right to care about the general manager's health. If you get sick in the future, as long as I am still your employee, I will definitely come to see you again!!" So please don't fire me!I don't want to be seafood! "Very good." He nodded, and then a smile appeared on his lips. I am too familiar with this smile. Every time he shows this expression, it means that someone is going to be unlucky, and now there are only him and me in this house. Sure enough, he went on to say, "Now let's have a good talk about your affairs."