This Quick Transmigration Experience Is a Bit Sweet

Splashes are exploded in the company group!

Thanks to the secretary for her dedicated contribution. When the picture she took was sent to the group, I don’t know how many people saved it and changed the screensaver immediately! The boss who always walks with asceticism is so bold!

The picture quality is absolutely touching!

The decoration of the president's office has always made people feel less tender, and even the manager who went to give a report would be stressed. However, on the sofa that not many people have done before, I did not expect to see such a blushing heartbeat scene!

Although the face of the man sitting on the sofa was not photographed, didn't the front desk say it was a handsome guy?

And, I know the boss is so attractive...

At this time, the time in the president's office seemed to have stopped. Zhuang Feiyu tried to clean up the completely wrong emotions in his heart, and never thought that he and Zong Yuan were still maintaining this ambiguous posture.

Zong Yuan put his hand on his body and gave Guan Haoyu a wink. Guan Haoyu was full of question marks. He wanted to ask Zong Yuan what he meant, but the secretary hurriedly pulled him out.

Okay, now there are only two people left.

Zong Yuan suddenly exerted his force to press Zhuang Feiyu under him, the dark soft sofa trembled, and Zhuang Feiyu sank most of his body.

Zhuang Feiyu was awakened by his actions. He calmed down, pushing Zong Yuan's shoulders with both hands, frowning into mountains and rivers, "Get up."

"Mr. Zhuang," Zong Yuan looked at his face and suddenly sighed, "If I was the only one to remember forever, wouldn't it be unfair?"

"what?"

Zong Yuan supported the back of the sofa with one hand so as not to press on Zhuang Feiyu, and the other hand was slightly raised and then quickly lowered. He stared at Zhuang Feiyu’s unrelenting eyes, "This is a need. Find the answer yourself."

If it was the first Zong Yuan, no matter in real life or in these worlds, he would not fall in love with such Zhuang Feiyu.

Zhuang Feiyu's personality and temper were completely wrong with the original Zong Yuan's appetite, let alone love or not, the connection would not be close, for fear of getting involved in a lot of complicated and tiring troubles.

People like Zhuang Feiyu, it is better to say that they are a businessman than a ruthless politician, how to play?

However, all people have more than one side. People are always complicated, and Zhuang Feiyu is also complicated.

So when Zong Yuan speciously said something that no one understood, Zhuang Feiyu himself didn't understand what he was upset about. He obeyed his mind and asked, "What if I can't find it?"

His eyes fixed on Zong Yuan, revealing nervousness that he didn't even know.

Zong Yuan flicked his forehead helplessly, "Fool."

What else can I do, continue to wait for you, but I can lose my silly wife.

Zong Yuan stood up and stretched out his hand to pull up Zhuang Feiyu together, "Aren't you going to work? Good, work first, then hug after work."

Zhuang Feiyu's uncomfortable expression was distorted, "Did I let you hold it?!"

Zong Yuan stretched out a finger and made a "hush" gesture, "Don't make trouble, your high-cold person is still there."

Fuck!

Zhuang Feiyu walked to the glass door of the office, "Get out—go—!"

When I opened the door, my face turned black. A group of idiots outside listened to the corner of the wall with the glass, and some people held up their mobile phone to take pictures from the crack of the door. They didn't see anything. Fortunately, the glass was frosted!

The biggest official in the bunch of people outside is the manager of the personnel department. He is a forty-year-old company called Maitreya Buddha. At this time, he smiled with a smile on his face, "Boss, I don’t even talk to us about making boyfriends." ?"

Zhuang Feiyu took a deep breath, pointed outside, "Get out!"

The scene was silent for less than three seconds, and there was another whispering whisper, "Is it angry?"

"The boss is such a setting! This is unscientific!"

"I like this contrast cuteness!"

"Where is that handsome guy? I really want to see the boss' boyfriend!!!"

Twitter for fear that others will not hear you.

Zhuang Feiyu's raised fingers trembled in anger, and the manager of the personnel department smiled, not enough, "Boss, take off the order and not treat?"

Please fart!

Zhuang Feiyu was obviously going to get angry. A group of his employees closed their mouths unconsciously. They didn't know if it was too late to run, and when they were desperate, they saw someone who was taller than their boss and nearly a head. The handsome guy hugged their boss from behind, stroking an ambiguous hand from his arm to the boss's raised finger, and then pressed down their boss's finger!

Wow--!

Zong Yuan was holding Zhuang Feiyu in his arms, and he just took a picture of "lifetime". The employees didn't care whether the boss was angry or not, each of them blushed with excitement, their necks were thick and they breathed heavily and took photos with the flash.

Zong Yuan blinked at them in cooperation.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

Zhuang Feiyu didn’t get away with his arms. His face was so ugly that the three-year-old kid knew he was angry when he saw it. Zong Yuan didn’t see it. He answered the question from the personnel manager. He smiled enthusiastically, "Okay, Treat, please tonight, how about singing after dinner?"

More than a dozen people cheered together, and the clever people have already sent the dinner party to the company group. The first thing is to do it first, and the boss can't refuse it anyway.

"..." Zhuang Feiyu wanted to say that I couldn't go, and there was a hand on his waist. The tiny cocoon on Zong Yuan's hand accurately found the sensitive spot on his waist, and he just rubbed it a few times. A tingling rushed from the spine to the brain.

Zhuang Feiyu's breath suffocated, and the toes in his leather shoes couldn't help curling up.

Zong Yuan asked again in his ear, "My dear, can you?"

He is very bad, relying on the fact that a group of people can't see the movement behind his back, that hand has reached the edge of his pants.

Zhuang Feiyu was watched eagerly by a group of employees, and a secret and stimulating feeling stirred his nerves. He didn't know what he was thinking, so he asked a divergent topic, "What do you want to eat?"

A group of people's eyes lit up, and the discussion was immediately inspired.

They try to persuade or listen to others saying where to go, completely ignoring the boss and his lover in front of them.

Zong Yuan raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He didn't expect that Zhuang Feiyu, whose body had stiffened into a stone, did not directly end this "torment" to him.

Zong Yuan's left hand holding Zhuang Feiyu's waist relaxed slightly, his right hand still boldly placed on his waist.

However, Zhuang Feiyu didn't have the slightest sense of escaping from his palm, and he didn't even notice his relaxed left hand.

The expression in Zong Yuan's eyes was soft, and he couldn't clearly understand what his lover knew. Therefore, he moved his right hand against his skin inch by inch from an angle that others could not see.

Greedy licked this piece of meat that was so sweet that he was addicted.

Guan Haoyu just suggested what to eat. He looked up and was startled. He took a step forward with concern, "Brother Zhuang, are you sick? Your face is blushing, isn't it a high fever?"

A thin layer of sweat has surfaced on Zhuang Fei's head, and some of his hair has been wet and stuck to his forehead, which looks much different than usual.

Zhuang Feiyu glanced at him mistily.

"Fuck!" Guan Haoyu really felt bad, he wanted to touch Zhuang Feiyu's forehead, "Brother Zhuang, can you still see me clearly?"

His hand was intercepted by Zong Yuan halfway, Zong Yuan took Zhuang Feiyu back a step, and before closing the door he gave Guan Haoyu a perfect smile, "It's okay, see you tonight."

Click, the sound of locking.

Zhuang Feiyu hadn't recovered yet, he was stunned for a few minutes, and then he remembered to answer Guan Haoyu's question, "I don't have a fever."

Zong Yuan laughed lowly, and replied in his ear: "Of course you don't have a fever, you just...have a show."

Zhuang Feiyu's heart beat a few times. It was strange. Why did he think it sounded familiar with the "insult" that should make him angry?

One afternoon, the employees of the entire company were all excited. Someone has already counted the number of people who can participate in the event together. Except for those who really have something to ask for leave, the entire company of Zhuang Feiyu in City A has to come and get in.

They enthusiastically discussed various activities in the group, and they also began to vote in the group to give out red envelopes and throw dice. The leader walked over and closed one eye, smiling at them.

The company in City A is a branch company, and its headquarters is in City N. This group of companies was not established early. Some old divers who have stayed in the group for many years are still in a trance watching the 99+ minute group news.

When did the company become lively?

When was the boss so gentle (fog)? Is there such harmony between department managers? Is it so casual between levels?

This is the first time for their company to have a dinner and karaoke together. The people discussing and laughing in the group are all kind and looking forward to it.

They talked about gossip together, and even learned that there was a colleague in the work area of ​​another department that was not far away with their own interests or in a community.

This kind of atmosphere really makes these old people feel the love of home in the company...

Thank you boss for taking off the order! ! !

Thank the lady boss for taking the boss off the order! ! !

This group of people who have stayed in the company for work just for work unknowingly planted a seed in their hearts. I hope that the boss and leader will always be so approachable and amiable, and that everyone will always help each other and unite and love.

Although the "old man" should no longer have this kind of standard ideal country idea.

However, no matter how admired and important the intrigue and benefit value are, warmth always makes people soft.

When they got off work in the evening, all the cars in the company drove them out. A few of them had a car. Except for the security guards on duty, the others followed Zhuang Feiyu and his party to the hotel.

It is not easy to find a restaurant that can hold so many people. Guan Haoyu shrank in the back seat, curled his neck and looked around in the driver's seat and the co-pilot.

There were only three of them in this car. The secretary was still clever, and went straight to his friends. Guan Haoyu wanted to get out of the car immediately.

The atmosphere is so awkward! ! !

The first two people didn't say anything along the way! Breaking? broke up? in argument? Are these two fighting each other? !

Hey Brother Zhuang, don't think I didn't see you peeking beside you!

Hey, don’t think I didn’t see your hand on my Zhuang brother’s thigh! ! !

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#老关来, after doing this bowl of dog food, you are still a good man! #