Daily Life of a Wealthy Woof

Returning to the familiar office, Zuo Ning came to the small bedroom familiarly, and originally thought that Lu Chenghe would go home first, but did not expect to come directly to the company. Seeing that Lu Chenghe was already busy opening, the company went directly to the conference room with the documents, so after revisiting the place, he skillfully opened the refrigerator door. As soon as the refrigerator door was opened, Zuo Ning was dumbfounded.

There were no drinks in the refrigerator that he could not understand the brand, and only the orange juice he would drink every time he came.

Zuo Ning sat numb in front of the refrigerator, so Lu Chenghe knew he was drinking? But when did Lu Chenghe know, why didn't he come to ask him? Zuo Ning frowned and pondered calmly. Could it be that every time the assistant cleaned up the housework for Lu Chenghe, he found that there were so few bottles of orange juice, he thought it was Lu Chenghe's favorite drink, and then he prepared all this ?

Thinking of Zuo Ning suddenly felt so reasonable. The assistant naturally wanted to always cater to the preferences of his boss. If it was Lu Chenghe's discovery, although it might not be a beating, Xing Shi's crimes would definitely be there, and he should prepare a whole refrigerator for him? I think it's impossible.

Just as Zuo Ning stretched out his devil's claw and was about to touch the bottle of orange juice, the mobile phone on the bed rang. Zuo Ning quickly ran over and jumped to bed to see that the call turned out to be Lu Chenghe, but in addition to those advertising sales, scams, and any telecommunications Unicom, the only person who would contact him was Lu Chenghe.

A slight swipe of the claws on it, Lu Chenghe's voice came over.

"Little pudding."

Zuo Ning hurriedly said: "Ang?" What's the matter, even call me, shouldn't it be that he has forgotten any documents for him to send.

Lu Chenghe: "You can only drink one bottle of juice in the refrigerator. If I find that two bottles are missing, you know the consequences."

The hair on Zuo Ning's body suddenly exploded, and it was discovered!

Although I did not hear the response there, Lu Chenghe knew that the little thing must have been heard. He was still thinking about how he was found. He smiled slightly. Lu Chenghe continued: "I went to the meeting, you stayed obediently No running around in the room is allowed. "

Zuo Ning answered in a small voice, "Wang."

Over there, Lu Chenghe smiled, said well, and hung up.

The secretary who was coming over with a large stack of documents happened to hear the good sound, and at once the whole person seemed to be electrified, and felt that his whole heart was numb. When did their boss have a girlfriend? Even the boss can be so sloppy and say good, this person must not be easy!

Lu Chenghe hung up the phone, and changed back to an expressionless face, straightened his head and looked at the documents before leaving. The gentleness of horses that are different from person to person is really too much. This wave of golden dog food can simply support people!

Speaking of this matter, if it wasn't for the supply of juice, Lu Chenghe wouldn't have discovered it. This juice is not domestic, but is specially made by a foreign private farm. The annual output is extremely low, and it belongs to the kind that cannot be bought with money. And some time ago, many fruit trees were damaged by heavy rain and hail in the production area. In addition, this kind of thing is to drink a fresh one, so there is no inventory. So I had to contact some customers to reduce the number of fruits before the new batch matured. Supply.

Lu Chenghe prefers black tea and doesn't like fruit juice. The company keeps these things just in case of customer demand, but the demand is not great. This thing is not directly directed to him by the farm, but to his brother's catering. , Just a small amount of goods are provided to him every week. There was a change in the source of supply, and someone would naturally tell it, so the secretary also mentioned to Lu Chenghe.

If this is just a matter of mentioning, Lu Chenghe will not think too much, but the secretary asked a lot of words: "If this source can not maintain the supply, is it possible to choose another brand, or what other preferences does the boss have? s brand?"

Lu Chenghe didn't think much at that time, and said directly: "It's not necessary to ask me about such a thing."

The secretary smiled and said, "I'm afraid that it's not suitable for my boss to re-purchase. It's rare to see my boss drink drinks other than black tea."

Then the result was so obvious. After Lu Chenghe asked people to retrieve such a trivial housekeeping bill during this time, he found the messiness in it.

I was able to come to his office to drink fruit juice without being found to be drinking it myself. There was no second choice except for the little pudding.

If he knew it earlier, the lesson would be inevitable. But at that time he already knew that the little pudding was not an ordinary dog, and the little pudding had not had any adverse reactions in the past few days, and he did not mention it later. However, not mentioning this does not mean that he assumes that the little pudding is given as much as he wants. This amount is naturally controlled.

The little pudding thought that he didn't know, and didn't know he was so frightened when he was preparing to continue drinking juice today, and whether he had any appetite to drink.

Will Zuo Ning lose his appetite for this sudden attack by Lu Chenghe? Obviously impossible, just sighing at the juice full of the refrigerator, can only drink a bottle.

He sighed skillfully while twisting the bottle cap, but how was he found out that he hadn't drank much? A whole bottle of juice was poured into his drinking bowl unambiguously. He felt that he could practice the skills of using straws. Using straws directly in the future was better than licking his tongue like this.

When Lu Chenghe returned after the meeting, he saw the little pudding lying on the bed watching a TV series. After seeing him in, he turned his head and glanced at it, and then got up from the bed, shaking his little tail with a flattering smile.

Lu Chenghe looked at him coldly: "Is the juice delicious?"

Zuo Ning sat down on the bed honestly: "Wang." Of course it is delicious, otherwise he would not want to drink every time he came.

Lu Chenghe sat down beside the bed: "You honestly explain how many bottles you have stolen."

This makes him explain why, since he didn't find it for the first time, he would drink a bottle or two every time he came. Who remembers so many. But after thinking about it, Zuo Ning tentatively extended a paw.

Lu Chenghe squeezed his paw: "Five bottles? I'll give you another chance. Think about it."

Zuo Ning plunged into Lu Chenghe's arms and grumbled, "Woohoo!" It's really hard to die. How can he remember how many bottles he drank, or should he count so clearly with him!

He tore off the little things that lie on him, and Lu Chenghe squeezed his little fat face directly: "This time I let you go, and if I find out what you dare to steal next time, I will take all your hair Shave it, and pull it out for an exhibition! "

Too poisonous! Zuo Ning looked at Lu Chenghe in shock, how did you become such a Lu Chenghe? !!

Lu Chenghe didn't make trouble with him anymore, looked at the refrigerator, and really only drank one bottle, so he picked up the bowl in which he drank the water, rinsed it in the bathroom, and poured another bowl of clean water. Seeing that the little pudding was sitting on the bed and looking at him honestly, he didn't mention how obedient he was, and he hummed quietly, and then turned back to start his work before starting work.

As soon as he sat at his desk, Lu Chenghe opened the mailbox directly, which contained a new video mail. Lu Chenghe glanced at the room where the little pudding was, and then opened the video.

The video footage was taken from the time when he left the room. Lu Chenghe pushed the back slightly forward. After he left for almost ten minutes, a boy in his nightgown came out.

Lu Chenghe paused the picture directly, turned it back again, made sure that no one was in and out during this time, and then started again from the period when the boy appeared.

I saw the guy opened the door, and then extended his head to probe the brain for a while. After he had stepped out of the door, he didn't know what he thought of and went back, then a slipper arrived at the door like this to avoid The door closed.

Thinking of that, he asked the little pudding if he had put the slippers on, and the little pudding said yes, Lu Chenghe couldn't help squinting slightly.

Then I saw that the guy first tentatively stepped on the carpet in the corridor, looked left and right to make sure that no one was there, and then the whole person came out of the room, jumped back, took a deep breath, what seemed to be Things worth happy, the smile on the face is obvious, coupled with that delicate features, the whole person gives a very clean and sunny feeling.

After the boy left the room, what appeared again was that he was holding the little pudding, and after leaving the door for a while, no one appeared.

Lu Chenghe suddenly thought that the little pudding was not eaten at that time, but he was angry and locked himself in the cloakroom. At that time, the little pudding was buried in clothes, and the clothes were covered with pants. At that time, he was just grabbing a little pudding and grabbing these two pieces as a cushion, but now it seems that maybe the change started from that day, or even earlier.

Lu Chenghe looked at the clearest section of the picture that Dingge had taken of the boy. The smile really looked good, especially warm, and even felt like an angel. It ’s okay not to think in that direction. If you think about it this way, how does it look like your own little pudding. Especially when she jumps up, when she encounters something happy, the little pudding also likes to jump like this, either jumping in place or starting to run unconsciously when walking.

Lu Chenghe supported his chin with one hand and touched his chin slightly. Did he raise a goblin, or a goblin that could already be transformed? He felt that he needed to get to know the world again.

However, the little thing dared to hide from him. It seemed that it was not good to learn lessons, and it would not make him remember long.