The hero's useless super power

Wen Ze was silent for a few seconds, feeling an auditory hallucination, and after digging out his ears, he said seriously: "What?"

"Mr. Wen, Wen Er." Seeing Wen Ze's bewildered expression, the young man pronounced the boss's full name for the first time, "It's been half a month since you called to report, so he asked me to ask you, the exact words It's like this." He looked down at the phone and read, "Have you lied to me before? Have you been affected before?"

Of course Wen Ze understood the meaning of the words, but when he was called over for work reasons and heard this kind of dialogue, he was about to be petrified in the office of the dean of the design institute.

I'm fuck, you think you can do whatever you want if you're a boss?

"Mr. Wen hopes that you can solve the problem as soon as possible." The young man put away his mobile phone and said confidently, "This is beneficial to the progress of the entire project. Your attitude will not solve the problem. Young people should face the problem instead of avoiding it. "

"Of course!" The dean immediately interjected with a smile on his face, "Don't worry, our work attitude here is completely fine! The art worker is too busy recently, I'll let him specialize in this project right away!"

Okay, the boss can really do whatever he wants.

After sending the stranger away with a smile on his face, Wen Ze said decisively without waiting for the dean to speak: "I see, call immediately!"

The dean patted Wen Ze on the shoulder in relief, and walked away with his hands behind his back.

After thinking about it, Wen Ze felt that the phone was not enough to express his inner emotions, and he had to "talk" face to face.He didn't even say hello, and immediately killed Boss Wen's small villa in the Republic of China. It was already evening after bumping all the way, and he slammed on the door, ready to spray Wen'er's face as soon as he saw him!

The door opened quickly, and instead of Auntie's kind face, it was Boss Wen who answered the door in person.

The big boss pushed the door a crack, and said coldly: "You still know to come to see me?"

"I'm not busy... Fuck, I didn't make any mistakes!" Wen Ze suddenly came to his senses after reflexively humiliating, "Why don't I call you?!"

Leaning against the door, Boss Wen said calmly, "Don't you like me? Just ignore me when you lose your ability, so you are actually affected by your ability, right?"

Wen Ze yelled without thinking: "Fart! I still like you, okay?!"

The air froze for a second.

The corner of Boss Wen's mouth twitched crazily a few times, and he still said expressionlessly, "Oh?"

Even if Wen Ze is a fool, if he thinks on his knees, he can feel something.

This is fucking embarrassing.

Wen Ze stood at the door, staring down at Wen Er's pair of bear slippers, as if he wanted to see a flower.

Unexpectedly, at this time Wen Er could still ask nonchalantly: "What are you doing here?"

i' fuck?

Wen Ze raised his head suddenly, and looked at Wen Er with an unbelievable look.

"Didn't you ask me to come?" Wen Ze said angrily, "Didn't you ask me why I didn't call you?"

"That's right." Wen Er said calmly, "That's why you called."

Wen Ze was choked for a long time.

"Of course, I'm very pleased that you are willing to come to meet me." It's really hard to hear Er's calm attitude in this awkward atmosphere, "Come in and talk, there are so many people watching at the door."

Wen Ze suddenly had the illusion that he was seeing his boss. He looked around and found that there was not even a single person on the street in broad daylight in this clean low-density residential area, only occasional vehicles passing by.However, Wen Er was right—Boss Wen was right in everything he said—he entered the room silently, and his aunt greeted him with a smile, and handed him the iced black tea that seemed to have been prepared a long time ago.

Wen Ze said happily: "I happen to like drinking this."

"Yes, the boss said, I will prepare this for you." The aunt said kindly, "Hurry up, the ice will melt soon."

Wen Ze glanced at Wen Er while drinking, and this guy really had an expression of "Are you happy? Praise me", although he still didn't say a word, but the corners of his mouth almost turned up to the wings of his nose.

The small villas in summer are very shady and cool. There is no obvious air-conditioning skin, but a dry and cool feeling. Generally speaking, this is not the case, because most of these villas are not well protected against moisture, and summer in this city will make people feel very cold. Soggy and sticky.

Wen Ze looked at the wall from time to time. There were obvious traces of renovation in many places, but it didn't look abrupt and very harmonious.

"I renovated it." Wen Er said casually, "You seem to be quite famous in the industry."

"Who?" Wen Ze asked.

"Can't remember the name."

"..."

Wen Ze felt that things could not go on like this. He knew that he had feelings for Wen Er, and Wen Er also showed obvious intentions, but to some extent this was due to "common secrets", and he knew part of his feelings. It is because of Wen Er's "tall, rich and handsome", if he is "ugly, short and poor", they may become friends, but he will never feel anything so soon.

It is for this reason that he counseled and counseled very firmly.

After the two of them were relatively silent for 10 minutes in the restaurant, Wen Er couldn't help but speak: "Do you have anything to say?"

"Are you a straight man?" Wen Ze chose a sharp and uninteresting entry point. When the other party made an obvious intention to invite, this sentence was equivalent to a disguised rejection.

Sure enough, Wen Er's smile disappeared instantly.

They are all grown-ups, there is no need to say some words, they understand the subtext.

Wen Er stayed expressionless for a while, and when he got up and wanted to leave, Wen Ze suddenly said, "I want to ask you something."

It could be seen that Wen Er wanted to leave immediately. After hesitating for a moment, he turned around and sat down, and said, "Ask."

"Did you never open the door when you got in the car?" Wen Ze asked cautiously.

Wen Er's eyes twitched, a small vein popped out on his forehead, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not the kind of royal family who grew up in a deep palace for a hundred years, I still have common sense." Seeing that Wen Ze was about to speak, he Qian Bai said, "The common sense of your homosexuals is not in the ordinary ranks."

Wen Ze touched his nose in embarrassment: "I'm just afraid that you don't understand the lives of ordinary people like us."

"My own small company has 2500 employees, and my first assistant is the number one student in the college entrance examination in Henan Province. The best thing I ate before I was ten years old was Nian pig." Wen Er seemed really angry, and said His words were like a bullet bursting out of a gun barrel, "After he joined the company, his salary for the internship period was 4500. In Shanghai, he was 30 for the first year after he became a regular. His current salary is a dog. He just bought a house in Shanghai with a 3-year down payment of [-] become."

Wen Ze opened his mouth like a fool, and after a few seconds he said with a smile on his face, "You even know what a dog means?"

"I fucking know that you owed 30 yuan for helping your brother pay off his gambling debts, and it would take you five years to pay it off if you worked seven days a week without eating or drinking!" At this moment, Wen Er was in a state of madness, "What do you think I am? My family is in business, not an official! I'm not the second generation who doesn't eat fireworks!"

Wen Ze shrank to the side, and after a long time, he finally managed to say: "Actually, it's not a brother, it's an ex-boyfriend..."

Wen Er's little bear slippers stopped in front of Wen Ze, and walked away after a long time.