In the end, He Qian couldn't resist z's obsession.

I was following someone around and felt a little in the way of working.

After busy for a while, He Qian turned his head helplessly.

"I won't run away. You can follow Mr. Rong first, that's your responsibility."

Z waved his hand at him.

"Mr. Rong doesn't need to follow him for the time being. Mr. Lin came here just now."

If he went there, that would be unnecessary.

....

He Qian was silent for a while.

Linji is here today?

"I see."

Turning around, He Qian held his glasses.

Since you can't escape, try to ignore it.

He picked up the documents placed on the desktop and began to concentrate on his work.

Rong had to pass through countless documents in his hand every day. Basically, he had to go through the affairs of all sizes and sizes first in the secretary group, and then went to him to go through them. Finally, he screened them and handed them the important documents to Mr. Rong.

In other words, he needs many target documents every day, which is actually scary.

Z looked around and couldn't help but open her mouth wide.

Isn't this a bit too fast to see the file?

He was very suspicious whether He Qian had read the words on the file in such a short time!

Seeing the files on He Qian’s desktop decrease rapidly, z couldn’t help it.

"Brother Qian, have you seen this clearly?"

He Qian, who had just entered work, was shouted, and his wrist was paused, and he suddenly felt a piercing pain.

He frowned slightly. It seemed that he was a little bit severe this time. If he didn't get a few injections, he might not be able to do it anymore.

He sighed, changed his hand and put the documents back, and turned his head.

"You can be quiet so that I can finish reading it earlier."

Z silently gestured to the expression of zipping the mouth, and then quietly moved the stool a meter away.

He Qian turned his head and reached out to take down another document.

After looking at it for a while, he turned his head and threw it.

"I'm more special. I can look at it and be more obedient."

Don't stare at him anymore, it will affect his work efficiency.

Ten lines at a glance!

z suddenly realized.

He looked at He Qian's back lazily with his chin, and was amazed in his heart.

No wonder, he just said it.

He had only shown his face with his master once, but why did Brother Qian remember who he was the second time? So that's it?

This is a skill that everyone envies and wants.

"General He."

Two people walked out from the office door in front and behind, and Rong Qing waved her hand at He Qian.

He Qian stood up and said, "Mr. Rong."

"Linji and I go out for a meal first. If you have any important matters, call me again."

As for nothing important!

Then don’t call dad!

Dad wants to be happy in the world of two people!

He Qian knew, "Okay, no problem, Mr. Rong, there is nothing important today. I wish Mr. Rong and Mr. Lin a happy meal."

Since Mr. Rong wants to have a meal with Mr. Lin today, it is OK to give some less important meetings.

"That's thank you for your hard work."

Rong Qing made a gesture to him, and he looked at Z, who was sitting next to He Qian and was about to stand up.

"By the way, z doesn't have to follow you. I'll give you a half day off today."

Z paused his reluctance to get up and sat back silently.

He didn't really want to ask why it was on holiday, so he'd better shut up.

"Then we'll leave~"

Rong Qing naturally held Lin Ji's hand and waved it at them. Lin Ji leaned against her head and said carefully, saying something to go downstairs.

He Qian looked at this scene and inexplicably thought of the sweet beans at home.

Every time Sweet beans come to stick to him and ask for snacks, they always show this kind of proud expression.

He thought about it for a moment and found it funny.

Rong Zong and Sweet Beans are not a kind of creature.

After sitting down, He Qian continued to process the unfinished documents.

However, before long, he found that his wrist was painful.

Maybe it's really hurting your muscles?

He Qian sighed in his heart and speeded up reading the documents.

About an hour later.

The secretary group came to check in and get off work one after another, and He Qian was already flipping through the documents on the desktop.

A secretary took a curious look when he was checking in and said strangely.

"It's weird. Mr. He has finished reading such a few documents. What's wrong with this today? No wonder there are too many emails?"

Z paused his chin and then he noticed that He Qian seemed to have been keeping this move for a long time?

He quickly approached a little and saw He Qian flipping through documents with a pale face, which was obviously much lower than before.

He looked at it again and saw that He Qian's wrist had swollen and it looked very serious.

It's all like this, He Qian is enduring it?

"Brother Qian! Stop looking, I'll take you to the hospital!"

This is how my hands are!

This man is too stubborn!

He Qian paused when he flipped through the documents, glanced at his wrist again, and sighed.

Forget it, it would be a waste of time to look at it like this.

"Wait until I clean up."

He stood up and z hurried over.

"Brother Qian, I'll help you!"

He Qian paused for a moment and nodded.

"Just turn off the computer and put the files a little bit neatly."

He took two steps back and gave the space to z.

After helping to clean up, He Qian nodded.

"Let's go, check in and get off work."

He picked up the car keys on the table casually.

When he arrived at the parking lot, He Qian realized something.

He seems to be unable to drive?

"Brother Qian, let's drive."

Z understood when he saw his expression from the side. He grabbed his head and volunteered.

"Need not."

He Qian glanced at him.
To be continued...