The president sent me to cheer

Chapter 14

He Jiu looked at the lollipop in the pen holder.

He sighed secretly.

Just as he was about to open the file, he heard two knocks on the door.

Before he could respond, Xi Yan walked in with a bento box.

Xi Yan smiled flatteringly.

But he was unapologetic, and looked particularly needy.

"Master He, I'm here to make amends."

He Jiu scanned him up and down.

"Are you here to apologize?"

"I just want to see you suffer, besides, doesn't it delay you?"

Xi Yan unceremoniously sat down on the sofa in his office.

It was as natural as returning to my own home.

"But can you get over your oral habit? Have you seen a doctor?"

"Ah."

"what did the doctor say?"

He Jiu glanced at him.

He shook his head silently.

"I don't know."

In the past three days, he has seen many doctors.

None of them could do anything about it, saying they had never seen such a disease.

Since he couldn't find any other solution, He Jiu could only memorize some daily expressions by rote.

Although he was a bit stuttering, as long as he didn't say much and made a draft in his head in advance, he could barely pretend to be a normal person.

Doctors can't cure it though.

But I can still guess why.

Judging from the most reliable conclusion at present, he should be brain damaged, and something happened during this period, causing the grammar of cross talk to replace his original language logic like hypnosis.

The doctor who mentioned this possibility thought that he did not need to deliberately treat it.

Because perhaps with the passage of time, these symptoms will naturally reduce.

"Just like the grammar of foreign languages ​​and Chinese are different, if we watch a foreign movie now, we may make mistakes in speaking in the short term, such as word order inversion, grammatical errors, speaking and translation accents, etc., but once After a certain period of time, the memory gradually becomes less strong, and our speech will return to the original state."

According to his theory, as long as the time is long enough.

The less He Jiu subconsciously remembers the cross talk, the more likely he is to recover.

There is no point in continuing this topic.

Xi Yan opened the bento box, spread it full on the coffee table, turned around and waved happily at He Jiu.

"Look, this is the love bento I personally made for you, doesn't it look good? Hurry up and eat it!"

He Jiu put down the file.

looked at him suspiciously.

"You did it yourself?"

"Yup!"

Xi Yan patted his chest confidently.

As if that was the case.

"I stood in the kitchen and watched my cook make it myself!"

"..."

Xi Yan is very noisy.

If he didn't go there, nine out of ten he would come over and make trouble.

He Jiu knew in his heart that he could only close the file.

Obediently sit on the sofa opposite him.

Although the Love Bento is a bit big, it is really loving.

There are a total of three layers of bento boxes, and each layer uses ingredients to form a huge heart shape, which is magnificent and exaggerated.

But what's worse is that the layer of rice is covered with love.

It was a lot of tomatoes!

See this paved with a full layer of tomato chunks.

He Jiu's face turned dark instantly.

He frowned, and took out the tomato in disgust.

Looking at the dyed rice below, I couldn't help but get angry.

"Who is your cook? I don't know I hate..."

His voice suddenly stopped.

The tip of the chopsticks hung on the two pieces of tomato and did not fall for a long time.

Seeing him trembling his eyelashes absently.

Xi Yan raised an eyebrow, thinking that he was so angry that he lost his voice, so he couldn't help laughing.

"Look at your devastated look, aren't you just two tomatoes? Manly man, are you still afraid of this?"

But he didn't respond to his bitterness.

There was a slight wrinkle between the brows, and he looked away as if trying to avoid something.

"Wow, I didn't expect that, do you hate tomatoes to such an extent? Even seeing them makes your eyes hot?"

Xi Yan hissed at him with disbelief.

Seeing that He Jiu didn't move his chopsticks for a long time, he had no choice but to pick up a piece of meat to eat with the chopsticks.

He Jiu just moved his eyes away from the lunch.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the lollipops on the table again.

Seeing him falling silent again, Xi Yan couldn't help but follow his gaze.

When I saw the colorful candies on the table, I finally understood.

He observed He Jiu's expression.

Bitten the word "oh" ambiguously.

"But in just a few days, don't you fall in love with that little bastard?"

Listen to him.

He Jiucai finally looked back at him.

like?

What a joke!

Who is He Jiu?

How could it be possible to like that kind of unlucky guy who can't do anything?

He snorted disdainfully.

He glared at Xi Yan who was watching the show.

"If I want to like him, I will eat ten catties of tomatoes raw!"

This is really harsh.

Everyone knows that CEO He Da hates tomatoes the most, let alone ten catties, even ten grams can't be stuffed into his mouth.

"Then what were you thinking just now?"

"I……"

He Jiu choked on him.

But the momentum is not lost.

"...I was just thinking about how to repay him."

"What's there to think about? Isn't that kid poor? You can just give him some money, and you two will be settled, and no one owes anyone! Perfect!"

What Xi Yan said was too correct.

He Jiu couldn't argue for a while, so he could only remain silent.

Yes, according to the most natural way of thinking.

He should find someone to send him a large sum of money now, forget about it, and focus on the company and his illness.

It is impossible for me to go back and find him.

He's not that busy, and he can't find any reason.

How strange is it to go across half of China to find him?

It was as if there was a deep relationship between them, which was misleading.

But if it's really just calling him the money.

They didn't show up, didn't say anything, and then they really cleared up.

But isn't that being too rude?

Does that kid think he is cold and heartless?

no no no...

He doesn't care what he thinks!

I only borrowed his house for two days.

They are strangers in a blink of an eye, and they will never meet again in their lifetime. Who cares what a stranger thinks?

"If you really miss him, then give him a call."

Seeing that He Jiu didn't reply, Xi Yan understood.

He sighed helplessly.

"I recharged him 50 phone bills! He is so poor, so he will definitely use that number forever."

call?

No, no.

He Jiu silently denied this approach in his heart.

If he could fight, he would have fought long ago.

But what should he say when he calls now?

I didn't even say goodbye in person, I just left a note and left.

Will he be unhappy?

And when he came back, he was so busy that he was dizzy, and when he was finally free, three days had passed.

How could he explain that he hadn't looked for him for three days?

not right...

Why is he explaining?

It has been said that the kid will be nothing but a stranger in the future.

Is it necessary for him and a stranger to explain?

It was the first time for He Jiu to be entangled like this, and he touched his forehead irritably.

Decide or not to continue thinking about the problem.

Most of the affairs piled up by the company have been dealt with.

But there are still a lot of documents on his desk that he hasn't read, and now is not the time to take it lightly.

After lunch, send Xi Yan off.

He Jiu spent the whole afternoon approving documents in the office.

When he came back to his senses, the outside of the building was already brightly lit.

The secretary pushed the door open and asked him if he wanted to order food.

The clock on the wall reached 9 o'clock, long past the off-duty time.

He Jiu knew that the secretary didn't want to disturb him, so he stayed with him outside, and immediately wanted to express his condolences.

But he forgot about his oral habit, and didn't go to draft.

By the time he reacted, the words had already escaped his lips.

"It's really hard work for you."

The secretary's calm and serious expression moved subtly.

She tried her best to restrain herself, even pursing her lips into a straight line, but she was still defeated.

"puff--"

Out of professionalism and fear of He Jiu.

She quickly stopped laughing and apologized to him.

"……sorry."

There are a few little secretaries in the secretary's room outside the door who are not off work.

Probing the brain and waiting for the results.

Probably heard his response.

Someone couldn't help laughing, the voice was quite loud, and it directly reached He Jiu's ears.

"It's okay, you go back first."

He collected his thoughts and said these words slowly.

His eyes were visibly dimmed.

The secretary was too annoyed by the laughter behind her.

Not daring to talk to him anymore, she nodded immediately.

"Ok."

Not long after, there was a burst of cheers outside the door.

It seemed to be a celebration of finally being able to go home.

He Jiu's office is on the top floor of Shengshi Group Building.

Looking out, you can see the brightest night view of City B.

Now is the best time of day.

The traffic lights outside the window flickered like stars.

For an instant.

He remembered the boy's smile that night.

At that time, the boy was standing under the street lamp.

The eyes looking at him are bright and clear, as if a whole galaxy has been stored.

Even the mole at the corner of the eye is bright and lively.

burned into his mind.

Obviously the same smile.

But only that young man's will not make him feel any discomfort.

He was the only one who would accompany him to be silly, and then giggled when he was done being silly.

Instead of saying "you're right" all the time.

Somehow.

He just missed him suddenly.

There was the sound of packing things up outside.

He Jiu went out, and gave a brief instruction to the secretary.

"Find someone to go to City C."

The secretary had packed up his things and was leaving.

Hearing what he said, he opened his mouth in disbelief.

"Now, now...?"

"Now."

When Xiao A came home from get off work.

I met a fortune teller at the station.

Probably business is really bad.

The fortune teller stopped Xiao A in the street and looked at his face in amazement.

"Old man! I see that your complexion is rosy, and your skin is delicate and shiny. It must be a sign of great wealth! Why don't you sit down and let's have a fortune-telling?"

"Really? Is my skin so good?"

Xiao A doesn't boast, but when he praises, he is very brilliant.

No matter what the other party wanted to do, she just sat down with him.

The fortune teller closed his eyes and counted with his fingers.

Suddenly shouted: "Oh!"

Little A was frightened by him: "What, what's the matter...?"

"Old man, you are going to get rich!"

"Oh?!" Xiao A's eyes widened in surprise, "What do you say?"

"I just did the math, and found out that you are a very lucky person with a lot of fortune!"

"What is partial fortune?"

"It just fell from the sky, winning a lottery or something."

"Then... I guess I've hit it."

Little A remembered his 50 phone bill.

I think he's pretty accurate.

"I just got it recently."

"No, no, no! You're about to win the lottery!"

The fortune teller hurriedly shook his hand.

Grumblingly, he took out a stone from his pocket.

"Old Tie, this is the spirit stone that I just opened. I guarantee that if you don't hit it, you will hit it, and if you hit it, you will double it! Look at the natural texture! This is a stone that has absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon... Ah no, Lingshi!"

Little A looked at this stone, which was no different from the pebbles on the side of the road.

Silently wrinkled his face.

"This is the stone on the side of the road..."

"No! How can this be a stone on the side of the road! This is a rare fetish! Today I have a relationship with you, so I will give you 998, okay? Buy it now, and then find a lottery shop to buy a lottery ticket. You are guaranteed to win the lottery! Even if you don’t win the lottery, you can still make instant noodles when you take it back! It’s really a trip at home..."

"Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Little A worships the face all the time.

After the fortune teller finished playing, he pointed to the lottery shop not far behind him.

"Then you go and buy one now, let me see if it works?"

"..."

I wanted to pass the waiting time.

But I didn't expect the current liar to be so foolish.

Little A turned his head and saw the bus coming into the station, and hurriedly bid farewell to the fortune teller.

Happily got into the car and went.

What luck?

He had never been lucky in his life.

The sky has darkened.

The bus wobbled all the way, and when it arrived at the station at the alley of his house, it was already hard to see the road clearly.

Little A got out of the car and walked a few steps.

Suddenly, the phone in his pocket rang.

"Hello? Is this Mr. Li Tieniu? Ah, hello, this is the supermarket where you bought instant noodles before. Congratulations on becoming our lucky customer. Our supermarket has prepared a cash prize of 100 million for you! When will you be free to come and receive the award?"

Little A:? ? ? ? ?

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Little A: There are so many liars these days =_=