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Dare to talk!

Shen Junbin is holding his breath and concentrating on where there are hemp ropes and machetes. This scumbag, why does he make a special trip to pick up which pot?

"Are there any taboos?" Sheng Xiao approached and lifted a few cups.

Dazed by the light, his smile seemed to be the same as when he was in the public, with a little politeness, and the scale was as far as it could go, which made people doubt themselves. It was just an illusion that he judged that he had a deep smile just now.

Sheng Xiao asked: "I'll go outside and get you two boiled eggs? There seem to be steamed buns today."

Even if this guy takes out the full banquet now, it will not help. The society has the responsibility to educate everyone to fully understand the difference between paying the arrears in time and paying the price after causing adverse effects.

"No need." Shen Junbin remained imposing, resisting people for thousands of miles, picked up a cake, and put it on the plate properly.

But Sheng Xiao still brought in a porcelain plate.Two boiled eggs rolled around in a circle surrounded by white and fat buns, just like a young animation that is harmless to humans and animals.

He put the plate between the two of them, even holding it under the edge, and politely pushed Shen Junbin a little.

This person's attitude and technique of whitewashing the peace are deeply hated, but there is nowhere to focus.Shen Junbin extinguished the idea of ​​making a fool of Sheng Xiao on the spot - not because he had a good temper of "not hitting smiling people with his hands", but assuming that this guy usually behaves like this, then even if he tears his face and pushes people into the hall, He was successfully beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and the public opinion would not be on his side.

Looking at the smile that made him feel like a spring breeze in the past made him feel uncomfortable, he assumed that the bun was Sheng Xiao himself, and took a hard bite.

Vegetarian.

No, Sheng Xiao is not worthy of the healthy and energetic identity of vegetarian buns. His appearance is bright and beautiful, and the filling must be seasoned fat meat. After eating delicious food for a while, his stomach becomes a hidden disease. Those who have experienced it take a bite Just full!

"Shen Junbin." Sheng Xiao called him suddenly.

Shen Junbin: "..."

These three words were like a powerful hand, dragging him who had just landed not long ago back to the abyss of memory.

Sheng Xiao seems to have an addiction to prudence, he hardly calls his colleagues by their first names, especially peers.If it hadn't been for a visit to his house, Shen Junbin doesn't know when he will be able to hear all the titles that are worth a few years.

Shouted by Sheng Xiao himself, the incessant calls that day were like a local torrent, pouring into his ears involuntarily, submerging his thoughts instantly, and someone who fell into the soft stool under his fingers and suit The part was successfully trained to be conditioned by this voice, and it tightened subconsciously.

He squeezed the bun and deformed it: "What are you doing?"

Sheng Xiao looked at him with great interest, and sat a little closer: "I remembered something."

The symptoms of being controlled by memory were fleeting, and Shen Junbin's heart was on the high ground again, and he gave him a disgusted look: "Speak up if you have something to say."

"Hmm..." Sheng Xiao actually seemed to be talking about serious business, "Do you know what kind of person is easy to become a workaholic?"

He lowered his voice: "President Feng of the sales department, you know?"

"Of course I know." Judging by the mysterious manner in which this guy spoke, he knew that he would not say anything good.The experience of traveling in the workplace tells Shen Junbin that he should stay away from gossip outside of work, and a professional manager does not need to explore too much about the driving force behind his colleagues' enthusiasm for work.

But the end of Sheng Xiao's eyes was like a hook, picking up his collar and grabbing him back.

Shen Junbin frowned and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Feng?"

Sheng Xiao grinned, "Is she a crazy woman?"

"You know what!" Shen Junbin realized that listening patiently to what this person said was just a meaningless formality. He was not in the mood to sit down and communicate with Sheng Xiao at all. .

He managed to control his volume after three patiences and two patiences: "If you don't work hard, can you win sales!"

He filtered out many words that are not suitable to appear in public, such as: Do you think ordinary people live so easily like you?Do you think that tens of millions of sales a year can be achieved by sleeping with people?What kind of salesman doesn’t confide in customers from morning to night, revise contracts tirelessly, and post beautified pictures in groups on social tools?

"That's not what I meant." Sheng Xiao took a sip of his tea, "Her husband is cheating and is going through a divorce. Everyone in the store knows about it, but you, the newcomer, don't know about it."

Mr. Feng is probably in his forties this year. It's not that he's an old beauty, he just relies on his position and income to maintain his charm.Frankly speaking, on her terms, a broken marriage is not likely to attract the attention of successful men.

Shen Junbin and Sheng Xiao hadn't had a serious meal together a few times, and their working hours were a bit inconsistent, but today Sheng Xiao not only changed his image of not eating human fireworks in the past, he fried eggs and rice porridge in front of him. He ate bit by bit, and talked about his family's shortcoming.

It is a bit abnormal to be down-to-earth.

Shen Junbin looked at him in shock, and said vigilantly, "What do you want?"

"Why don't you want to do it, let me tell you so that you won't be caught off guard by mentioning this to her in the future." Sheng Xiao said, "Not only does she stay off work all day, she also likes to drag the little salesmen and art workers in their group Work overtime together. You said that those little girls can’t go on dates, and they can’t watch movies. Isn’t it cruel to do so?”

"Why are you telling me this?" Shen Junbin frowned, "What's none of my business?"

"It's nothing, I just want to talk to you, what kind of people like to work overtime, what kind of people like to abuse their subordinates and deprive them of the joy of life." Sheng Xiao casually raised his hand, and put his arm on the back of the chair behind Shen Junbin He said, "Let the people under him work overtime to train and set up the stage - of course, it doesn't matter to me, anyway, the person practicing is not me, but don't you have to think about what others are talking about behind your back? Maybe people will think that you also..."

Sheng Xiao paused, realizing that he said to Shen Junbin, "My husband won't go home", the atmosphere was a bit subtle.

He tried to put it another way: "I heard that people with endocrine disorders are usually emotionally unstable, and they are prone to anger when they lose their temper..."

Looking at Shen Junbin's face, Sheng Xiao felt that the effect was not very ideal.

He didn't want to insinuate Shen Junbin, his original intention was just to imply that Shen Junbin can insert the training plan into the next month's schedule in advance next time. If it is troublesome to report to the training department, he can also replace individual class hours. It is much better to increase the training and make the subordinates deeply resentful.

But he has no position to dictate the training of the catering department, so he can only adopt a roundabout strategy.

Seems to be going the wrong way.

He quickly explained: "Of course, you are not out of balance. I mean..."

"Sheng Xiao!" It was too late to explain, Shen Junbin interrupted him roughly.

Sheng Xiao: "...Huh?"

"Do you want to disgust me, don't you?" Shen Junbin said words one by one from between his lips and teeth, "I want you to feel disgusted when I see you, take the initiative to stay away from you, and it's best not to talk to you again. Don't sit and eat with you, do you?"

"No." Sheng Xiao couldn't argue.

All his earnestness and earnestness were ruined by these two inappropriate analogies.How could he start talking nonsense while talking?This is not his normal level.

Shen Junbin slapped his arm off the back of the chair: "The 'clearance' I said was before going to your bed. Now, do you still want to 'clear'?"

"..." Sheng Xiao was taken aback.

"Noway!" Shen Junbin sneered, "Oh, I'm sorry, for you, it should be 'Nodoor', so do you understand?"

Sheng Xiao's cheeks had a rare heat, this experience was indescribable.

He guessed without basis that the two hot air on his face must have gathered into the shape of a cloud, one on the left and one on the left.

In just a few seconds, he replayed what Shen Junbin said just now several times in his mind, trying to discern the possible deep meaning contained in the words, and tried to extract the obvious and straightforward layer: "Then you I don't want to clear it up."

Shen Junbin was so angry with his innocent and unexpected expression that half of the bun that had entered the esophagus was stuck in half, making it difficult to continue swallowing.

The whole world seems to have agreed!As soon as he came out of the room, they all joined hands to block him, among them the general Sheng Xiao took the lead, with outstanding military exploits!

Shen Junbin threw his chopsticks towards the table suddenly: "Why don't you die!"

Sheng Xiao vigilantly raised his hand to stop him, but was almost hit in the face by the chopsticks.

In a daze, he realized that the one in front of him was not "Director Shen" with five people and six people, but a beautiful cactus.

In the past, regardless of whether he was in public or private, whenever he approached, he would be stabbed to the ground, but that day Shen Junbin took off his thorny coat with his own hands in front of him—now the thorns are just taken off and then put back one by one , It's superficial, and its lethality is really limited.

Look at our Director Shen, Sheng Xiao thought, life is really not easy.

Originally strong on the outside but dry on the inside, Xin'er was formed by pouring down a pool of tears, and the thorns were just glued back to the bluff, leaving only a layer of original skin and flesh, which was broken by his tossing.

Mr. Shen is already so angry, no matter how indifferent he is, he is too disrespectful.

Sheng Xiao made himself look as frightened as possible, and asked, "What do you want to do!"

"You wait!" Shen Junbin got up angrily, and the pressure in his lungs rose again and again.

If he had figured out what to do with him, he wouldn't be sitting here eating!

Walking to the door, Shen Junbin felt that the words were not imposing enough, and added another sentence: "I keep what I say, and there is no end!"

Sheng Xiao was really curious, turned around and hugged the back of his chair, and asked earnestly, "Why is it endless?"

Shen Junbin has seen a rascal before, but Sheng Xiao is the only one who can play a rascal so shamelessly.

His eyes were open like a curious baby, and he didn't feel any nervousness from the bottom of his heart, as if as long as the other party could announce the title of a play, he would know what words the other party was going to sing after reading Qian Fan.

Who gave him the confidence to be confident?

On the other hand, Shen Junbin's mood was so complicated that even he couldn't figure it out.

"Wait, Mr. Shen, I have something to ask you!" Sheng Xiao stopped him, licked his lips, "Are you feeling better?"

He didn't know if they had a "next time" or where their "next time" was, but he felt a little guilty for causing Director Shen to miss work for a week.

Next time, he might be gentler to Shen Junbin.

Shen Junbin didn't care at all whether his words would be heard outside the manager's dining room, and he turned his head and said angrily, "None of your business!"

This man is unreasonable.

After Shen Junbin left, Sheng Xiao pulled the two chopsticks on the table and arranged them in a neat formation.

He thought carefully for a while, should he send back the two thorns that Director Shen left behind?