Ying Tongchen raised his head and looked at him for unknown reasons.

"You said, come to my company to do it." Zhuo Shu squeezed his legs between his legs and said vaguely.

"..." Ying Tongchen glanced at the office, the space was large enough, there were sofas, tables and chairs, but there was a question, "Aren't you working?"

"I can be fast... er." Zhuo Shu stopped in time, it was absolutely impossible to say that he could be a fast man.

"Moreover, there is a more important problem in front of you." Ying Tongchen tapped his finger on his chest, smiled, and a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes, "Do you have daily necessities here?"

Zhuo Shu: Gan.

"I'll call someone to prepare right away." Zhuo Shu turned around and was about to go out, but was stopped by Ying Tongchen.

"It's almost half past nine, don't you have a meeting at ten?"

"You know all this?" Zhuo Shu glanced at him in surprise, and said with a smile, "As expected of you, you, you know so well, you came to the company to block me early in the morning, right?"

"?" Ying Tongchen was stunned for a moment, "You didn't know I was... huh?"

Zhuo Shu roughly blocked his mouth, pried open his lips and teeth smoothly, and attacked the city and the pool inside. His movements were not gentle, and he asked arrogantly, "How is the car?"

"Fine, uh."

"You don't even have a word of thanks, you have no heart." Zhuo Shu scratched his head as punishment, and then subconsciously stroked the back of his furry head.

Ying Tongchen said vaguely, "Then I thank you?"

"Perfunctory!" Zhuo Shu's actions became rude again.

Ying Tongchen gave up the struggle, it is better to close his eyes and enjoy, and actively cater to the other party, this so-called punishment gradually changed its taste.

I don't know how long it took, someone knocked on the door outside, and the two people let go of each other in a hurry.

Zhuo Shu looked at the other party's increasingly moist and red lips, and couldn't help but leaned in and took a sip, as if he had tasted some delicacy in the world, and he was addicted.

"It's alright." Ying Tongchen pushed his shoulders away, pursed his lips, saw that the tie he just tied was crooked, and had to tidy it up for him again, "It's time to go to work."

Zhuo Shu hummed: "Little goblin."

"I'm not too young." Ying Tongchen smiled helplessly, "How old are you?"

"I won't tell you." Zhuo Shu put on an expression of "If you ask again, I'll throw you out of here".

Ying Tongchen was even more curious.

Zhuo Shu quickly changed the subject and opened the door.

Mi Shu stood at the door and saw Ying Tongchen sitting on the sofa drinking tea at a glance, leisurely, with a straight waist, she turned her head and smiled at her calmly and continued to drink tea.

Not right.

Mi Shu retracted her gaze, took a closer look at her president, and a tactical push mirror: Very good, the tie has been changed, and the collar is slightly wrinkled. A strand of hair fell on his forehead, his lips were slightly rosy, one centimeter thicker than usual, and his eyes were panicked and dodged.

She nodded politely, walked into the office with a smile, stood in front of Ying Tongchen, and pushed the mirror again tactically: the hairstyle itself is naturally fluffy, so there is no trace of mess. His expression was calm and there was no trace of dodging in his eyes, as if this was his office. With her legs crossed, she asked her aura if she wanted tea. The lips have changed, but they don't seem to be swollen.

there is only one truth!

The boss and his little lover and translator are engaged in a shady campaign in the office.

Moreover, she has reasonable evidence to suspect that the boss is the recipient.

"What's the matter?" Zhuo Shu suddenly interrupted the Conan BGM in her brain supplement.

"Oh that's it, Xiao Zhu has already picked up clients from the hotel. We will have a meeting on time at ten o'clock."

"Okay." Zhuo Shu nodded and motioned her to go out, "I have something to explain to him."

After Mi Shu exited, Zhuo Shu took out a card and put it on the coffee table in front of him: "Go back, remember to tell me in advance when you come over next time."

I want to buy a set.

"Go back?" Ying Tongchen looked sideways, "You don't need me anymore?"

Zhuo Shu: "..."

Is it necessary to ask so directly?

"Yes, I need you. I mean get out with the card now, I have to go to work."

Ying Tongchen looked at the bank card carefully: "Give me an overdraft payment in advance?"

"You can say that." Zhuo Shu began to rub his toes on the ground again.

"OK, what's the password?"

"My birthday."

"Very well, what's your birthday?" Ying Tongchen asked.

Zhuo Shu: "...I won't tell you."

Ying Tongchen looked at him like a fool.

After a long time, Zhuo Shu took the card back and exchanged it for him: "Use this, the password is my mother's birthday, I will send it to you on WeChat."

"Okay." Ying Tongchen took the card, turned around and left, like a ruthless scumbag.

Ying Tongchen returned to the conference room, where Mandy and Amy had been waiting for a long time.

"Senior, where have you been? We've been in contact with you for a long time, but no one answered the call. I thought you had an accident." Mandy asked.

"It's okay, I saw an acquaintance and went to catch up." Ying Tongchen walked into the compartment, "I will check the equipment one last time."

Ten minutes later, Mi Shu trotted over, stood at the door and shouted, "Mr. Ying, are you here? The clients will be downstairs right away."

"Okay, come right away." Ying Tongchen took the people out, and Mi Shu took them to the president's office.

"Boss, the accompanying translators have arrived."

"Well." Zhuo Shu responded, opened the door and saw Ying Tongchen, who was headed, and closed the door in the next second.

Mi Shu: "?"

Three translators: ? ? ?

The next moment, the door opened again, Zhuo Shu's eyes widened slightly: "Why are you here again?"

This is what the same person said.

again?

Amy and Mandy looked at each other, and suddenly a not-so-good idea came to mind.