After Being Bent by Reader

Xu Chuanchuan lingered in the bathroom for a few minutes, and when he returned to the general manager's office again, he found that Murong Shi had already arranged the food.

Murong Shi knew that she was coming in, but did not raise her head.

Xu Chuanchuan quickly adjusted his breath, closed the door gently, walked over and sat down on the sofa opposite her, with nowhere to put his hands.

"Drink the soup first." Murong Shi said in a flat tone.

The insulation bucket is layered, and the interlayer is used to hold vegetables, or it can be used as a bowl. When Xu Chuan saw her picking up the thermos bucket to pour it into the bowl, he hurriedly stretched out his hand: "I'll do it."

To let Murong Shi serve her, her meal might be difficult to swallow.

The hands of the two people bumped into each other unexpectedly, and Xu Chuanchuan's fingertips trembled slightly, moving down as if being electrocuted, and tightly supporting the bottom of the thermos.

Murong Shi handed her the thermos bucket.

The soup is very clear, with a few wolfberries and a few drops of crystal oil stars floating on it, and half of it is chicken nuggets. Xu Chuanchuan carefully poured the chicken soup into the bowl.

He closed his hand and glanced at the clean side of the coffee table, Xu Chuanchuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, the hand did not shake, and a drop did not fall.

She lowered her eyebrows and made a please gesture: "You come first."

Murong Shi snorted, put the metal spoon into the two bowls, and said, "It's just eating, don't be so formal."

How can it be informal? Xu Chuanchuan tried his best to make herself smile more naturally. Only when she saw Murong Shi pick up the bowl, she could take the next step.

The soup has been kept in a thermos, it is a bit hot, Murong Shi blows it with his mouth first, and then sips it in small mouthfuls.

Xu Chuanchuan is more impatient, she wants to leave immediately after eating. Her bowl had bottomed out, and Murong Shi was still sipping the chicken soup slowly, suddenly embarrassed, holding the empty bowl at a loss.

Murong Shi ordered the food spread out on the table with his chin.

"Then...I'm not welcome."

Xu Chuanchuan served himself half a bowl of rice, and suddenly heard Murong Shi say: "You eat more."

Xu Chuanchuan hesitated and said, "Actually, I don't eat a lot."

Murong Shi raised her eyebrows, and a narrow smile appeared in her eyes: "Really?"

"..." Xu Chuanchuan lowered his head to fill up the rice silently.

Sweet and sour fish, stir-fried rapeseed with mushrooms, red braised pork knuckles, and a cold fungus. With so many dishes, Murong Shi’s amount of food may not even be able to eat a quarter of it, and Xu Chuankuan will not be able to finish it.

Even if she could finish it, she would not dare to be as unscrupulous as before.

Murong Shi finally finished the soup. Xu Chuanchuan felt even more embarrassed when she saw that she only took a small ball of rice, compared to what was in his own bowl. She cleared her throat and said, "You grow so tall, why do you have such a small appetite?"

Murong Shi paused and said, "I can't get enough to eat every meal."

"what?"

Murong Shi said indifferently: "In order not to gain weight, I can only wrong my stomach."

Xu Chuanchuan looked up and down Murong Shi in a circle, and said, "No wonder he is so thin."

Sure enough, there is a price to love beauty.

Xu Chuanchuan glanced over Murong Shi’s thin waist inadvertently, saying that it was false not to envy, and she suddenly regretted that the rice was too much.

Murong Shi automatically ignored her peeping and reminded her again: "So you have to eat more and don't waste it."

Xu Chuanchuan: "..." Why do you give her such a difficult task every time?

Xu Chuanchuan eats vegetables silently, she lied to herself, as long as she doesn't see the person opposite, she can feel more relaxed.

"It's off work now, you don't have to be so afraid of me."

Xu Chuanchuan's hands shook as she pretended to be calm: "I'm not afraid, but... I'm not used to it yet."

"I am a very good person."

Xu Chuanchuan looked at her quickly, with surprise in his eyes.

Talkative? So what was the matter of recording the compliment when she was punished to read aloud last time?

Murong Shi just read the meaning of the accusation from her eyes, not annoyed, and said lightly: "The premise is not to provoke me."

Xu Chuanchuan: "..." You are so humble.

It took a long time for Xu Chuanchuan to relax slowly. After listening to her words, he became nervous again, so he speeded up eating.

Xu Chuanchuan likes to eat meat, but in the face of Murong Shi dare not let herself go, she frequently picks up those two plates of vegetarian dishes. Murong Shi also prefers vegetarian food, and the chopsticks of the two inevitably collide.

Xu Chuanchuan quickly closed his hands and motioned for her to come first.

Murong Shi glanced at her and said, "I can't tell that you are so enthusiastic."

"Ok?"

"Aunt Lian is the sister my mother grew up with. Thank you for helping her that day."

The conversation turned too abruptly, Xu Chuanchuan was stunned, and sat in a hurry: "It's just a little busy, you are too polite. If you change it to you, you will do that too?"

Murong Shi twitched his lips and said, "Don't compliment me, I'm not as kind as you."

"..." The flattery slapped on the thigh, Xu Chuanchuan's face was so embarrassed, her eyes flashed, "Aunt Lian's craftsmanship is really good, the food is delicious, and the soup is delicious."

Murong Shi nodded in agreement: "I will convey it to you."

"Then... Tell her, I have already tasted it, next time let her not bring it to me."

"Yeah. Eat vegetables."

"it is good."

"Eat meat."

"Okay...Thank you!" Surprisingly, Xu Chuanchuan almost stood up in fright when Murong Shi would pick up food for her.

Murong Shi's face was not surprised, and the chopsticks retracted, and said: "Aunt Lian made it for you specially. You didn't eat a bite of meat. Didn't you disappoint her?"

"Yes, yes, I eat..." Xu Chuanchuan raised his hand and wiped his sweat, and put the red braised pig's foot into his mouth.

It took them nearly half an hour to eat well. Despite their best efforts, there was still some leftover. Xu Chuanchuan said embarrassingly as he cleaned up the mess, "I didn't mean to waste it on purpose, it's too much."

Murong Shi said nothing about this.

"If there is one more person, I will be able to finish it." Xu Chuanchuan began to have nothing to say, "By the way, why didn't you see Linda?"

"She went to the tax office."

"Then do you want to leave these to her?"

"No, her boyfriend's company is over there. I think they will eat together at noon."

"Oh. I'll take it and pour it down."

There was no one in the bathroom. Xu Chuanchuan first put the thermos bucket on the sink, and then went to the cupboard in the pantry to find detergent. When I re-entered the bathroom, I found a female colleague was curiously looking at what she put on the sink: "Who occupies so much space?"

Xu Chuanchuan quickly moved the thermos barrel aside: "I'm sorry, it's me. You can wash it first."

The female colleague looked at her: "Xiao Xu. Did you bring your own meals?"

Xu Chuanchuan didn't know how to explain for a while.

"Can you finish eating such a big bucket alone?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "..." I really don't want others to know that she ate with Murong Shi at noon today. She faltered for a long time, "I have a big appetite."

The female colleague exclaimed: "No matter how old you are, you can't finish it, it's all a mess."

Xu Chuanchuan: "..."

There was a sound of water, Xu Chuanchuan watched the female colleague wash her hands, and deliberately changed the subject: "Have you eaten?"

"I've eaten, and I'm going to find a place to take a nap." The female colleague shook her hand, and suddenly came over and lowered her voice, "I heard that Miss Murong is always looking for you recently. Isn't she planning to promote you?"

Xu Chuanchuan was stunned: "How is it possible!"

"Isn't it? But you are not directly under her control, not a promotion, then why does she always look for you?"

Twice it was to play with me, this time it was to ask me to eat, do you believe it?

Even Xu Chuanchuan felt incredible herself, so she didn't plan to tell the truth.

"It's just talking about work." She poured the detergent and turned on the faucet to start washing, avoiding the eyes of the female colleague.

Who knows that this female colleague still refuses to give up: "She must be terrible, right?"

Xu Chuanchuan's heart leaped and said, "It's not scary." She was hit on the shoulder and her body shook.

The female colleague winked at her in the mirror and said, "Xiao Xu, you are too hypocritical."

"...Why am I hypocritical?"

"What are you afraid of? She drove out with Linda a long time ago. You can say whatever you want, and no one will inform her."

If Murong Shi went out, was the person who was eating with her a ghost?

Xu Chuanchuan is determined not to go to the trap. She has suffered a lot, but she dare not comment on Murong's poems anymore. Besides, if someone has a short mouth, she can't turn her face and sell Murong Shi, right?

She flushed out the bubble in her hand and whispered, "I think she is a nice person."

The female colleague sneered: "Okay? Who doesn't know that she is a female devil. She changed the cleaner when she first came and fired three people in the warehouse. The rules and regulations that were changed are stricter than the law, especially the performance. In the assessment, points were deducted at every turn. She would have offended everyone in the company. If it weren’t for the lazy to change jobs, I would have quit a long time ago. This woman is relying on her parents, otherwise... "

I didn't listen or listened, I heard nothing. Xu Chuanchuan kept hypnotizing herself, only wishing this female colleague to leave quickly.

The chattering in her ear stopped abruptly, she raised her head not knowing why.

The female colleague looked at the direction of the door, her mouth was slightly open, and her face was frightened.

Xu Chuanchuan turned around and looked towards the door, breathing tightly.

Murong Shi didn't know when she appeared, and she leaned against the door silently, her eyes that were sharp when she looked at people were without waves.

The female colleague finally reacted and said in fear, "Miss Murong, I was wrong, I..."

"You don't have to go to work this afternoon, go to the personnel department to hand in your resignation." Murong Shi interrupted her coldly.

Hearing that, the female colleague's face turned into a blank sheet of paper.

Murong Shi didn't even look at her, walked straight in, put the mug in his hand on the sink, and said to the dumbfounded Xu Chuanchuan: "Wash it for me by the way, thank you."

Long after Murong Shi disappeared, no one dared to speak in the bathroom. The female colleague seemed to be frightened and stood there for a long time without responding. Xu Chuanchuan wanted to comfort him but didn't know how to comfort him, so he turned around and pretended to wash things.

...

"Come in."

Across a door, Xu Chuanchuan could hear the anger that Murong Shi said when he said these two words. She held the clean insulated bucket in her arms and the washed mug in her other hand. It took a long time before she unscrewed the door, walked in tremblingly, and put the things down.

She found the position of Murong Shi, but she did not dare to look directly, and whispered: "If there is nothing wrong, I will go out first."

"Pour me a glass of water, it should be at room temperature." The voice without emotion made people get goose bumps.

Never provoke her at this time, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

Xu Chuanchuan bit his lower lip and picked up the mug he had just put down to leave.

"Where are you going?" Murong Shi stopped her.

Xu Chuanchuan was stunned: "Didn't you let me pour the water for you?"

Murong Shi adjusted the chair into a bow shape, and the untied long hair almost covered the surface of the red chair. Her face is very white and her lips are very bright after applying makeup. From this angle, she is a bit enchanting. However, Xu Chuanchuan shuddered at the thought of what she said to her female colleague at the door of the bathroom, and didn't start hurriedly.

Murong Shi's arm on the armrest pointed in a certain direction, and said lazily: "The drinking fountain is over there, can't you see it?"

The water dispenser stands between the fish tank and a pot of green plants, quite conspicuous...

Xu Chuanchuan walked over to pick up the water and knocked on the brand new drinking fountain: "Is this a new one?"

Murong Shi rubbed his temples: "Always have."

It's been there all the time, why didn't I find it?

Well, Xu Chuanchuan was terrified every time he came in before, and he hadn't really looked at this room seriously.

When she handed the water to Murong Shi, she touched the cold fingertips of the other party: "Is the air conditioner turned on too much? Your hands seem to be cold all the time."

Murong Shi put the water aside without drinking, looked up at her, and answered the question: "Are you going back to rest next time?"

Xu Chuanchuan was alert: "What else do you have to order?"

"Delay you a few minutes, sit down and talk."

"What are you talking about?" Xu Chuanchuan's face was tight, "I'll stand still."

Murong Shi frowned impatiently, and said, "I look at your neck so tired."

"..." Xu Chuanchuan pulled the chair away and sat down, feeling very nervous.

"Did you say anything about me just now?"

Sure enough, nothing good.

Xu Chuanchuan held his breath and paused: "I'll say you're pretty good."

Murong Shi's eyes narrowed: "Really?"

Xu Chuanchuan nodded solemnly.

"Don't you hate me at all in your heart?"

Xu Chuanchuan's right eyelid twitched, his back straightened, and he said categorically, "No!"

Murong Shi pulled out a sarcastic smile at the corner of her mouth, obviously not believing what she said.

Xu Chuanchuan squeezed the palms of his hands, as if discouraged, his shoulders collapsed, and he said, "Well, I admit that I am really afraid of you, but I promise that I never said anything bad about you since that time. ."

"Oh? That means there are still complaints in my heart."

"..." Why is it so difficult to deal with?

Xu Chuanchuan can write long novels, but in real life, his mouth is very dumb. In the face of Murong Poetry, this situation is doubled. She hates this of herself, tangled up trying to grab her hair. Not knowing what to do, suddenly I heard a slight sigh.

Murong Shi sat up, her face sinking like water, and said, "It's okay, you can go."

Xu Chuanchuan was delighted, but she didn't dare to get too proud, she stood up gently and pushed the chair inside.

She lifted her eyelids secretly and found that Murong Shi had her eyes down in thought, her long and dense eyelashes covering the emotions under her eyes, and she seemed to be much softer.

Speaking of which, Murong Shi is only one year older than her. Putting aside the personal grievances between them, Xu Chuanchuan felt that Murong Shi was a good leader.

Murong Mingkun is a technician, and what he likes most is to get into the workshop to study machines. Without airs, he can mingle with everyone in the company, but he is not a qualified leader. Due to years of neglect of management, the employees have been lazy and unenthusiastic at work, and the company's efficiency cannot be improved.

Murong Shi's methods are indeed a bit harsher. They do what they say and do it resolutely. There is no buffer period. The staff who like to be lazy and want to be in this mess have been strongly impacted. How could they not feel resentful?

Xu Chuanchuan thought, and slowly said: "I didn't lie just now, you really did a good job."

Murong Shi looked at her suspiciously.

"It's really good...Although you are scary sometimes, it is a kind of majesty. How to manage your subordinates without majesty." Xu Chuanchuan licked his lips, "Last time you had a fever and worked sick, I was pretty I admire you."

Murong Shi said nothing.

"You have a good rest, I'm leaving."

The day passed like a dream.

When he returned home from get off work, Xu Chuanchuan habitually turned on the computer first, QQ automatically logged in, and the login was successful. The lower right corner was flashing, and she clicked on with the mouse.

An Ji: "You were hung up in Bishui [link]"

The message was sent three hours ago, when Xu Chuanchuan was still at work and had no time to look at his mobile phone.

Hung up?

Xu Chuanchuan was secretly shocked, clicked on the link, the page turned pink, and the system prompts "This post does not exist."

Xu Chuanchuan: "Can't open it, what is it?"

An Ji: "It's okay, the post has been deleted by the administrator."

Xu Chuanchuan: "What's the situation?"

An Ji: "Before someone went to Bishui to hang you up, saying that you opened a trumpet to cast your own new articles in deep water and suppress other authors."

Xu Chuanchuan: "What trumpet? How could I be in deep water with myself, and my mind is out of water."

An Ji: "Calm down, hang someone without a real hammer, everyone is talking for you, now the post has been deleted, and the host has also been blocked by ID."

Xu Chuanchuan: "Who is satiated and has nothing to do with me?"

An Ji: "Although it is unfounded, I guess it may be dried orange."

Xu Chuanchuan: "Why is she?"

Anji: "Because you are pressing on her head now [picture]"

The screenshot is of the Bawang ticket rankings, and Xu Chuanchuan's new article is ranked first in the Xiuxian article of Xiangcheng.

Xu Chuanchuan was speechless for a while.

An Ji: "But there is no evidence, and we can't do anything. Don't worry about it, don't worry about the code word, don't worry about the others."

Xu Chuanchuan was still at a loss. He clicked on the reader group and found that they were all talking about this topic.

——Hanging on someone at every turn, that person might have red eyes.

——Big hug, we will always support you @爱吃麻辣汤.

——It shouldn't be off work yet.

——Thunder Jinjiang would take half, who would be so stupid to invest so much money for himself, and it is not necessary to rely on these to expose.

——That's it. Poetry baby is so aggressive, so weak, how could it be the same person? I believe it is a couple!

——Baby Poetry, don’t cry, hug you, okay [emailprotected] passerby poems.

...

Seeing this, Xu Chuanchuan was even more confused.

Xu Chuanchuan: "The person who hangs me won't say that passerby poems are my trumpet, right?"

An Ji: "Yes, I posted a screenshot of the reader's backstage of the passerby poem, and also posted all her records of thundering you, but the evidence is still insufficient."

Xu Chuanchuan was speechless again.

Although every author is a fine expert, no matter how powerful she is, she can't be finely divided into the awkward personality of passerby poetry!

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Someone who had been @ by group friends couldn't bear it, and found her in private chat.

Passerby poem: "What did they say, why didn't I understand a word?"

Xu Chuanchuan doesn’t know the specific situation either...

Xu Chuanchuan: "It's just that I was hung up. You cast a lot of deep water for me, and some people suspect that you are my trumpet. But it's okay now. The post that hung me up was deleted because of insufficient evidence. Maybe someone looked at me. Pleasing to the eye, I'm sorry to hurt you."

Passerby poem: "Oh. It means I can't thunder you in the future, right?"

Xu Chuanchuan: "Well, it's up to you...to vote if you want to vote, you don't want to vote, quietly reading the text is also support for me [Bi Xin]"

Passerby poem: "Understood."

One minute later.

The readers exploded.

——Ahhhhhhh! ! ! Eight deep waters! ! ! Poetry baby V587! ! !

——Oh my God, the local tyrants are so uncomfortable, are they angry? Don't be angry, don't be angry, touch you~

——Thank you, look, the banner on the homepage is full of you and Shi Bao, so there is a picture of love [Picture][Picture][Picture]"

...

Xu Chuanchuan has already seen it.

At first she thought it was a system pumping, and when she refreshed the eight records of thunderstorms in deep water when she saw the poems of passersby, she doubted life.

Xu Chuanchuan: "Did you slip your hands again? Why did you vote so many all at once!"

Passerby's poem: "Qinghao."

Xu Chuanchuan: "Qinghao? What do you mean?"

Passerby Poem: "This number is unlucky. It is either scolded or hung up. I plan to change it again."

Xu Chuanchuan: "Isn't it troublesome to change the number?"

Xu Chuanchuan secretly sighed that the local tyrants are self-willed, they don’t blink their eyes when they throw money, and the reason for thundering this time is really a bit...

This matter couldn't get rid of himself, Xu Chuanchuan tapped his fingers on the keyboard, thinking about calming down the wayward tyrant's emotions.

But I haven't waited for her message to be sent out-

Passerby Poem: "Trouble, so I plan to uninstall the APP."

Xu Chuanchuan: "How do you read novels after uninstalling? The reading experience on the web is very poor."

Passerby poem: "Then just ignore it, it's annoying."

Xu Chuanchuan: "..."

The author has something to say: Sorry, it was 20 minutes late and was delayed by being called to dinner midway.