Director, I know your secret

An Zhenyuan didn't come to pick up Peng Yan to go to work again, but after he got up, he still subconsciously pricked up his ears to hear if there was a doorbell. When he realized something, he couldn't help laughing.

Peng Yan jumped out of the bed, and inadvertently scanned the notebook with Luffy's comics printed on it. After seeing the writing on it, he immediately closed it and prepared to tear it up. Put it back in place and leave it alone.

When passing by the food stall, Peng Yan suddenly lost his appetite looking at the steaming hot and fragrant steamed buns, and instead bought a hot dog and a latte.

With a slightly depressed mood, Peng Yan came to the company. When he entered the office, he was almost pushed out. He frowned slightly and fanned the smoke in front of his eyes. The room was a little dark. He turned on the light. At this moment, An Zhenyuan let out a dissatisfied hum , "Turn off the lights."

Peng Yan shook his hand, turned off the light again, and stayed there for a while, looking in the direction of An Zhenyuan.

He didn't come home all night?

Peng Yan tiptoed back to his seat and turned on the computer. At this moment, An Zhenyuan's chair rang, and then he heard An Zhenyuan's yawn.

"Ma Fei?" An Zhenyuan called tentatively.

Peng Yan opened his mouth and didn't dare to answer. At this moment, An Zhenyuan came out, and when he saw that it was Peng Yan, he said without emotion, "Morning."

"Morning." When Peng Yan opened his mouth to say this word, An Zhenyuan had already walked to the door, or he didn't wait for him to answer the greeting "Morning".

The door was gently closed, Peng Yan looked away, he pursed his lips, holding the mouse and didn't know where to click.

At this time, Ma Fei came in and turned on the light, "Hey, my god, which fairy is riding the clouds?"

Liu Gang walked to his seat and said to Peng Yan, "Did you work overtime last night?"

Peng Yan smiled, "I don't have one."

Liu Gang shook his head, "It seems that it is Director An again. The first phase of the campus network is almost done. He wrote the acceptance report, a big volume, as thick as a historical classic, hey, it's not good if people are too talented. .”

Ma Fei opened the window and said, "Those who can do more work, it's just that Director An is really addicted to cigarettes."

"Hey," Liu Gang nodded at Ma Fei, gossiping, "Is the director not feeling well or something? He was just joking. These two days, he didn't even have any jokes, and he actually just buried himself in his work."

"Don't inquire, what should you do?" Ma Fei said, took two steps and lay down on Peng Yan's partition, smiling meanly, "Xiao Peng, you worked overtime with the director, do you know that?" ?”

Peng Yan raised his eyebrows, but remained silent.

Liu Gang laughed loudly, "Ma Fei, you are too cheap."

"Hey, hello," Pi Jingwen yelled at the door, "Is there something burning incense in your house? The smoke is so big that it's almost as bad as the smog."

"Hey, Sister Wen'er, come and have a seat," Ma Fei waved his hand, "More second-hand smoke, all in 805!"

"You are poor." Pi Jingwen didn't even enter the door, and went back to her office holding her stomach.

At this time, An Zhenyuan came back, with water droplets on his face, and walked in with his hands shaking. Ma Fei and Liu Gang greeted each other, saying: "Morning, Director."

An Zhenyuan smiled, returned to his seat with a "yes", wiped his face with a towel, and said a little tiredly: "Ma Fei, put the projector on later, I'll hold a meeting for you guys later."

"Okay, received."

Liu Gang: "Director, you worked overtime last night, all night?"

"Yeah." An Zhenyuan moved his shoulders and poured a cup of boiling water from a cup, "Gangzi, open the door, run away the smoke, and let Jingwen come later."

"Hey, good!"

Peng Yan got up to install the projector with Liu Gang, packed it up after a while, and then they sat down.

An Zhenyuan stood with his forearm close to his stomach and his elbow resting on his hand, "I have two things to do today. The first is to reassign your jobs. At present, Ma Fei and Pi Jingwen have been training, but Jingwen Wen is inconvenient now, but Ma Fei will have to work hard in the future."

Ma Fei nodded, "OK!"

An Zhenyuan glanced at Peng Yan, and said, "Peng Yan will also be with me when there is training in the future, and follow suit."

Peng Yan was taken aback for a moment and then nodded.

An Zhenyuan withdrew his gaze and pointed to the electronic form on the screen, "The income of the department will be calculated by Pi Jingwen, and Liu Gang is still in charge of drafting the ICT agreement."

"Ok."

An Zhenyuan paused, took a deep breath, and looked at the spreadsheet thoughtfully. Peng Yan looked at him and found that his posture was a little weird, and his forearm had never left his stomach.

Pi Jingwen was the only woman, she was as careful as dust, "Director, are you feeling well?"

Peng Yan stared at his stomach for a while, frowned slightly, then lowered his head to take notes.

"Yeah." An Zhenyuan smiled and didn't answer too much on this topic, and continued: "About the project, the most important thing now is 'Education Networking', and I am mainly responsible for this part, 'Smart City' Let Ma Fei be in charge, Liu Gang will be in charge of some other fragmentary projects, and the other one is the electronic monitoring..."

An Zhenyuan sighed, stroking his lips with his fingers and fell into thinking, but at this moment, Peng Yan was sitting on pins and needles, because he had never heard his name, and that feeling was extremely uncomfortable.

"Peng Yan, you will be responsible for the electronic monitoring project follow-up and fault reporting and repair?"

Peng Yan looked up, "Okay."

Pi Jingwen came over and whispered to Peng Yan, "Congratulations, I have a project in hand."

Peng Yan smiled, "Yes, thank you."

After the arrangement was ready, An Zhenyuan nodded, looked at Pi Jingwen, but actually said to Peng Yan: "If you don't understand fault reporting, you can ask Jingwen. She was in charge of this before. For new projects, you can ask Liu Gang."

Peng Yan glanced at Pi Jingwen, "Okay."

An Zhenyuan thought for a while, and then added: "You can ask me for the bigger ones."

Peng Yan: "Understood."

An Zhenyuan stopped again, picked up his cup and drank two sips of water, he smiled, "There is another good thing I want to share with you."

"Oh, what a good thing." Ma Fei rolled his eyes, "Director, it can't be a good thing for you."

An Zhenyuan was stunned, subconsciously glanced at Peng Yan, and just met the other's searching gaze, he coughed twice, and said with a smile: "Xiaofei just thinks too much, his brain turns too fast, and he just doesn't use it properly."

The atmosphere suddenly became lively, and Ma Fei scratched the back of his head and giggled, "What's the matter, Director, it's not some reward, hey, don't bother, just give the money."

Liu Gang pushed him, "You are so embarrassing, you have lost your money!"

An Zhenyuan clapped his hands, signaled everyone to be quiet, and said, "Last night, I wrote the acceptance report for the 50 schools in the first phase of the campus network construction, but the photos haven't been collected yet. Today's task is to transfer all these schools. Take photos of the core switch, corridor switch, and wiring to see how the construction team is doing their work."

An Zhenyuan paused when he said this, "If you pass the test, President Mo has already given us a reward."

"No, Director, what do you mean if it fails to pass the test, it will be a waste of time?" Ma Fei said.

"Well, you're so smart." An Zhenyuan smiled and nodded.

"What reward, what reward?" Liu Gang cheered.

An Zhenyuan picked up the cigarette case on the coffee table, and said, "We will pay our group to travel to Qingcheng for four days, with paid vacation, and everything is covered."

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

"That's right, this period of time is too depressing."

"Oh, Qingcheng, sunny beaches, beer and seafood, bars and karaoke halls, handsome guys and beautiful women, a good place to go for leisure and entertainment, ouch, oops, I've wanted to go for a long time, director, you are a good person."

An Zhenyuan shook his head, feeling that everyone was as excited as a group of children. Just about to light a cigarette, he found Pi Jingwen and put the cigarette back on the coffee table. It's too early to be happy, you guys."

"Oh, Director, you really know how to throw cold water," Ma Fei complained, "However, you have been watching this project all the time. I don't think there will be any major problems. We are all covered, hahahahaha."

An Zhenyuan returned to his seat and waved his hands, "Okay, hurry up, there are only 50 schools, don't divide them between me and Jingwen, it's inconvenient for her, and I'm tired."

"Okay!" Ma Fei gestured, and immediately started discussing with the other two.

An Zhenyuan sat in the chair, folded his hands together and put them on his stomach, thinking that it would be good if he was busy, so he would be so tired that he would not have to think about anything, so that he would not be able to reach or touch, let others go, and let himself go easy.

Several people walked out of the office one after another after confirming their goals, and the room gradually returned to calm.

An Zhenyuan moved his body, and with a "hiss", he rubbed his stomach, raised his hand to take a cup and quickly drank hot water.

At this time, the door opened again, Peng Yan paused in front of his desk, then walked up to An Zhenyuan, knocked on the glass, "Director?"

An Zhenyuan turned his chair around when he heard the sound, and was a little surprised to see Peng Yan, but his face remained calm, "What's the matter?"

"Are you feeling sick to your stomach? Do you want me to buy you some stomach medicine first?"

An Zhenyuan turned around, closed his eyes to rest, and said softly, "Thank you, no need."

Peng Yan licked his teeth and wanted to say something, but felt that he was a bit abrupt, so he stayed where he was for a while, and it was not right to leave, or not to go, he said: "Then drink more hot water."

An Zhenyuan remembered that he had never told Peng Yan that he had a stomach problem, but this young man found out, including the last time he drank, that once he felt uncomfortable, he couldn't escape his eyes, saying that he didn't feel anything about him, he didn't feel anything at all. will believe.

It seems that I can't convince myself!

Hearing the soft closing sound of the door, An Zhenyuan opened his eyes, hooked the corners of his mouth, and revealed a sly smile.