My deskmate is always catching me [Rebirth]

"So this is the reason why you didn't drive? Hahahahahaha -" Zhou Minhao choked on the wine in his throat and coughed with laughter.

Lu Xiao moved his cup further away to prevent him from splashing into the cup.

"Go away, I didn't drive because I wanted to drink." He said speechlessly.

Zhou Minhao couldn't stop laughing, "That guy is really tough. He dared to challenge his boss."

There was a gay guy in their booth named You Xin. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "There's a hot guy here. Brother Lu, do you have his contact information? Give it to me."

"Bah, you said that, are you okay with your brain?" Lu Xiaoyi said with a look of disgust.

Zhou Minhao smiled even more happily: "No, he just likes this kind of aloofness."

You Xinye echoed the words and begged him not to waste resources and introduce Ye Cheng to him. He promised to tame this little wild cat.

The smile on Lu Xiao's face completely disappeared, and he frowned and said, "It's just someone who frequents nightclubs. How do you expect him to be so aloof? Don't give me any fucking trouble."

You Xin saw that he really hated that person, so he stopped asking questions and went to clink glasses with him happily.

Lu Xiao raised his wine glass and drank it.

I don’t know why. Although he repeatedly made rude remarks to Ye Cheng and subconsciously thought that he was a nightclub guy, You Xin wanted to get to know him just now, which really made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Lu Xiao glared at You Xin angrily, feeling that he was unhappy because his brother failed to live up to his expectations.

You Xin scratched his head inexplicably.

It's all about men, and in the end, every conversation will involve women.

Zhou Minhao is currently dating a girl from an art college, and he shows them the beautiful photos of her friends.

Lu Xiao glanced at it with interest, and his eyes stayed on the photo for a moment.

"Wow, sister-in-law's legs are really long."

"No, she's 1.78 meters tall and has a great figure."

Lu Xiao touched his chin. Although he had seen many girls wearing jk short skirts like this before, it seemed that this kind of skirt was not exclusive for small girls. After looking at it today, he realized that if he was taller, he would wear it.

?It seems to have more flavor?.

1.78 meters, seems to be about the same as 1.8 meters?

It's indeed quite high.

Zhou Minhao pushed him, "Hey, stop staring at my girlfriend."

Lu Xiao sneered disdainfully, "Who cares about her? I don't even remember what she looks like."

"Then what are you thinking about when you stare at the photo?" Zhou Minhao asked aggressively.

Lu Xiao interrupted him irritably: "Don't worry about me, I'll let you fall in love."

Zhou Minhao said proudly: "Of course you are awesome when it comes to dating, but it's nothing like your solo, where other girls are scared away by your bad temper..."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Xiao gave him a slap.

Ye Cheng worked overtime for a week in a row, with different reasons each time.

Either Lu Xiao's work was not finished and he was about to go out when he was stopped by Luo Ming's look, which meant "Your boss hasn't gotten off work yet, what are you thinking about when you get off work now?"

Either Lu Xiao gave him a temporary task, or he found a reason to say that he wanted to try the company's food and had to go to the cafeteria downstairs for dinner. In this case, he had to accompany him.

After all, he actually ate with Lu Xiao for four days.

We obviously hate each other, but I don't know how this second-generation ancestor could eat when he saw him.

After two meals, Ye Cheng probably knew his taste - he couldn't eat spicy food.

Out of revenge, Ye Cheng secretly ordered some dishes that didn't seem spicy, but actually used spicy millet or chili peppers.

Lu Xiao was sweating profusely after eating. He drank water sloppily and asked him unhappily: "You deliberately tease me by ordering something so spicy every time."

Ye Cheng innocently showed him his lunch box, "No, we eat the same thing."

Lu Xiao looked at him with an unkind expression for a while, but didn't say anything more. He lowered his head and ate the food completely.

He wiped his mouth, pushed away the empty lunch box and said: "It's Friday, you can get off work when you're done. I've done a good job these days. I'm a person who distinguishes between public and private matters. I'll follow up on what you've done well."

Luo Ming reflected."

Originally, he just wanted to make things difficult for Ye Cheng, but he didn't expect that he actually chose the right person. The project was initially estimated to take two weeks to complete, but Ye Cheng helped him finish it in only one week.

Although Lu Xiao didn't want to see him, he was still very clear about this kind of thing.

He will not deny a person's personal abilities because of his opinion of him.

This was the first time in several days that Lu Xiao gave him a good look. Ye Cheng didn't show any change in his expression and said calmly: "There is still some finishing work, I will go back after finishing it."

Lu Xiao curled his lips. It seemed that he was not only aloof, but also had a stubborn temper?

He picked up the coat on the sofa and said, "I'm leaving then. Remember to lock the door?"

His office was connected by two rooms. This room was used for receiving guests and working, and there were basically no important documents, so he left without worrying about the car keys.

Ye Cheng glanced at WeChat and received a message.

Huang Sheng'an: [I drove here, damn, Nandu is really jammed like it has been for ten years.]

This is his half-childhood, he is studying abroad, and he just came back yesterday.

Ye Cheng replied "No need to worry" and then started to deal with the work at hand.

The document in his hand had been revised three times by Lu Xiao. It had to be said that this second-generation ancestor was not without merit.

Tao Juan said that he only came to the company last year, but whenever Ye Cheng asked him a question about the company's situation, he knew everything about it, and it was obvious that he had put in a lot of effort.

Of course, after all, his diploma is just a piece of water-injected pork, otherwise it wouldn't be a little more professional? Ye Cheng is needed to help.

Lu Xiao made an appointment with friends tonight to have dinner at a villa in the suburbs.

He drove a cool convertible, and before he left Shanhai Road, he received a call from Zhou Minhao.

"Brother Xiao, remember to bring your jewelry box."

Lu Xiao braked suddenly, "Fuck, you said it earlier, I forgot about it."

Zhou Minhao asked anxiously: "Where have you been? Can you go back and get it? Today is Miaomiao's birthday, and I promised to give her that necklace."

Lu Xiao had no choice but to turn back and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go back and get it."

"Then I'll wait for you."

Two days ago, Zhou Minhao asked him to buy a diamond necklace. He stuffed it in the safe and had to return to the office.

Just as his car drove downstairs, he saw Ye Cheng walking out of the gate, walking straight to a Bentley, opening the door and getting in the car.

Lu Xiao squinted his eyes and saw a young man sitting in the driver's seat.

The two hugged each other and then put on their seat belts.

He couldn't help but tighten his grip on the steering wheel, and touched his cheek with the tip of his tongue, showing a meaningful expression.

Oh, he still drives a Bentley.

Lu Xiao waited for their car to drive away, then went upstairs to get the necklace.

In the evening, Zhou Minhao staged an idol drama in the villa. Miao Miao was so moved that she covered her mouth and cried.

Lu Xiao sat alone by the window, drinking one cup after another.

He didn't know how much he drank. He only vaguely remembered that he was helped into the room later.

You Xin was whispering to a man at the door of his room.

"Brother Lu, what's wrong? You've been looking embarrassed all night."

"I guess the project is not going well, listen? Old Han said that he has been working overtime every day these days."

"Then find a girl to relax him."

"Don't try to die. His mysophobia is serious. Last time, Brother Hao..."

Lu Xiao turned over and covered his head with the quilt to block out the conversation.

That night he dreamed of his mother Meng Li.

To be honest, he hadn't seen Meng Li for a long time. To be precise, since she left him and immigrated abroad without saying a word, she never called him again.

Every time Lu Xiao called, she would hang up in a hurry after saying a few perfunctory words, as if she didn't care about his son at all.

The old man has been urging him to take people home, but he doesn't know that every time the word marriage is mentioned, Lu Xiao will reflexively think of his parents' marriage.

Misfortunes, quarrels, falling apart.

These three words are the best description.

It was full of misfortunes from the beginning, so that his childhood life ran through his father's quarrels and his mother's madness, and finally watched them fall apart and come to an end.

And he is an unknown supporting role in this farce.

He once thought that Meng Li hated Lu Yaoshan, and thought that he was a hero who could protect her and lead her to escape from Lu Yaoshan's control. However, reality gave him a slap in the face - Meng Li still compromised.

After that day, he hated Lu Yaoshan even more. The reason why he agreed to the old man's return to inherit the family business was precisely because he wanted to trample Lu Yaoshan under his feet.

He wanted to ask Meng Li many years later, do you regret it? Regret marrying him, regret betraying the agreement with me, regret leaving me and going abroad with him...

He feels that he will probably never have any feelings in this life. Just look at Meng Li and you will know that feelings are something that cannot be touched.

Perhaps because of these shortcomings, he was born unable to love someone.

When Lu Xiao opened his eyes, it was already dawn.

The pillow was a little moist, and the fresh mountain air drifted in through the half-open window.

He rubbed his head that was hungover and had a headache, and got up with difficulty to wash up.

After spending the whole weekend in the mountains, I feel a little more relaxed.

On Monday, Secretary Zhang sent a message saying that the old man was going back to China soon and planned to take him to visit an old friend and ask him to prepare some gifts suitable for the old professor.

Lu Xiaoyi is two tall.

His only impression of the old professor was that of an old man who couldn't finish his graduation thesis.

Give him a gift of wool? Or give him a collection of graduation thesis?

He sat at his desk and was worried for a long time, and asked Zhu Min: "Are there any graduates from University A in our company? That old man is a professor from University A. He is very arrogant."

Zhu Min watched her list the gifts and nominations all morning, and said hurriedly: "I'm going to ask about personnel."

Five minutes later, she put down the phone and said, "Mr. Lu, we have two employees from University A. One is in Australia, and the other is a new intern from finance, named Ye Cheng."

Lu Xiao: “…”

He gave up struggling and said, "Tell him to come up."

Ye Cheng had just finished a week-long tour of the general manager's office when he was called over again.

He looked at Lu Xiao warily, wondering? What was he selling in his gourd? What kind of medicine.

Lu Xiao threw the piece of paper in front of him and said, "Help me choose a gift." The person is fifty years old and a professor of finance at University A. He has a rather weak personality and doesn't like vulgar things. Well,

Don't pick the shampoo, he's bald."

Ye Cheng looked at the list, the corner of his mouth twitching.

Oil paintings, ink paintings, sculptures... Seriously, why would you give these to someone who teaches finance?

He took a pen and didn't find a place to sit, so he bent over the desk and thought.

Looking from Lu Xiao's point of view, he happened to see the slightly open collar of his shirt.

Ye Cheng's skin is paler than that of his female colleagues in the office, a man who doesn't even have any body hair.

The delicate clavicle is exposed under the collar, like two small upside-down bowls. There is a mole under the collarbone, and below it is a faint pink...

Lu Xiao's index finger and thumb bumped together and rubbed them gently.

He stared at Ye Cheng and suddenly said: "The man driving the Bentley that day was your boyfriend?"

"Ah?" Ye Cheng was caught off guard, and the tip of his pen scratched the paper.