The true nature of a man

Author: Index Han

The true nature of a man

Song Ci was late for work.

He forgot the time while chatting in the morning. When Song Ci arrived at the company, he was ten minutes late. As soon as he entered the company, several people turned around and looked at him. Song Ci was embarrassed to be stared at.

Press your hand on the punch-in machine, ready to punch in first.

"You're late! Shabi!" the clock card machine sounded.

Song Ci: "."

Who set this Shabi prompt?

Being late for the first time, Song Ci didn't have time to argue with the clock card machine. He returned to his seat, sat down, turned on the computer, and prepared to start working.

Fat Brother looked at the energetic Song Ci: "I didn't expect you to be late too. I thought you and Brother Wang wouldn't be late. I even thought you wouldn't come today."

Since Song Ci went to work, there has been no record of being late. Occasionally he gets stuck and always arrives at his work station a few minutes early. This is the first time.

Usually when I don't see him, I'm asking for leave.

"I was chatting with my girlfriend and lost track of time. I was late if I didn't pay attention." Song Ci sighed.

Who cares about time when we are already chatting? The company doesn’t care about these few minutes anyway.

With Mr. Tang, time becomes a meaningless scale, and you don't pay attention to the changes in time at all.

"Talk under the covers?" Fat Brother thinks the answer is this.

He will also forget time. Even when he is eating fruit under the quilt, there is no word time in his mind.

What is normal chatting? Is there any other normal chatting?

Song Ci shook his head: "No wonder Qianqi, you don't have anything normal in your mind. It's not natural for you to be wrong."

He is a serious person and doesn't know anything about being in bed.

The most irritating thing about this is that everyone thought he succeeded, but in fact he didn't succeed at all. This feeling is very bad.

The feeling is: You can’t do it either!

"As the ancients said: Hey, Naruko, how do you say sex or something?" Fatty asked.

Song Ci: "."

At this moment, Song Ci had a question: How did he obtain his lawyer qualification certificate?

Brother Ming next to him pushed the glasses that had no prescription and put them on Sven, and then gave the fat brother a look of disdain.

"You don't know this?" Brother Ming shook his head: "I don't know either."

Fat brother gave him a middle finger, I didn’t know you were pretending to be woolen! Can you pretend to be an intellectual just by wearing glasses?

despise!

"I can't remember it for a while. Anyway, the ancients said that a man is a man." The fat brother tilted his head and looked at Song Ci: "You are a man, right?"

Of course I am.

I'm just not as sexy as you guys.

Tang poetry also said that he was a waste of idioms, but now it seems that Fat Brother is the one who ruined idioms, and Song poetry is not as good as Fat Brother.

"The client will arrive in half an hour. Let's change clothes." Sister Ge called at the door of the office.

Several people reluctantly went to the small room. When they came out, each of them had a uniform. Brother Wang also combed his hair upwards. Looking at the lush hair, his true nature was immediately revealed.

It seems, it doesn't seem that lush.

"Brother Wang, why are you exposing your flaws?" Song Ci asked him.

Brother Wang smiled and pointed at himself: "What do I do?"

programmer?

Got it, the less hair you have, the better your skills will be, Fire Cloud Evil God, a master of technology.

As expected of a veteran, he is so thoughtful.

The acting started. Phew, it was time to show off the company's strength to customers. Several people looked at the time and instantly adjusted to a professional state. Song Ci slowed down a bit and couldn't keep up with the performance.

I looked at the code on the screen intently, and used the touch typing that I had only practiced for several years, and the most skilled operation, but it didn't work, damn, I couldn't continue the performance.

When several bosses came, they took a few glances and were taken to the office by Mr. Yuan to drink tea. Their laughter could be heard outside.

With Mr. Yuan's arrangement, it was still a one-stop service that could basically arrange the clients clearly. Song Ci was typing on the keyboard and occasionally listening to the conversations in the office.

"These don't look like they are in the gaming industry, right?" Song Ci asked.

Brother Wang said quietly: "The real estate guy said he wanted to play a positive energy game. What's his name like secretary?"

Compared to them, Brother Wang knows more, after all, there are many things that he can do.

Song Ci:??

This doesn’t work, is it bankrupt? Otherwise, why would you play these pirated games?

"It doesn't matter what he does, just give him the money." Fatty said in a low voice.

He took out a one-dollar coin from his pocket and handed it to Fat Brother. Song Ci looked at him with a smile: "Scream!"

Fat Brother gave him two middle fingers.

He didn't take advantage, and Song Ci was not disappointed. Fat Brother's brain is still very useful, especially when he is an elder, he can think quickly.

"It's out, it's out." Brother Ming glanced at the open door of the office and saw his boss's face beaming with joy, knowing that the conversation was almost over.

Song Ci looked at Brother Ming strangely. After staying with them for a long time, Song Ci felt that his mind was not pure.

How can you talk like this in the company?

Everyone is taking medicine to recover. Song Ci doesn't drink. I don't know how Mr. Yuan arranged it. Anyway, the bosses are quite satisfied.

"Mr. Yuan, we all believe in your company's professionalism, so we'll leave the matter to you."

When Song Ci heard this, he felt that he should not just trust people so easily. Boss, please take a closer look.

As soon as they left, they were like deflated balloons. They slumped on their chairs, looking at the time on their phones and planning what to eat. There was no trace of professionalism at all.

At noon, Song Ci and Sister Ge were eating dry-pot beef. The fat brother next to them looked at the vegetables on the plate and sighed.

Suddenly I felt that this kind of daily life was meaningless. It was too light and watery. If it stayed like this in the future, I might as well die. But I was also worried that the parts would be scrapped and I was troubled.

"You two are going too far. You don't realize that we all have clear soup and water, but you are eating beef hot pot, which is spicy. Can't you order clear soup?" The third brother drank the porridge with a distorted expression.

One course of treatment requires five packs of medicine, and one pack of medicine is taken for three days, which is half a month. There are five courses of treatment in total, which is almost a quarter. Except for Brother Wang, who is better, they are all about the same.

Being used to eating big fish and meat, the ability to accept this kind of healthy meal is almost non-existent. However, Song Ci and the others are showing off their beef in front of them. How can they bear it?

"What are you barking at?" Sister Ge chewed the beef brisket, looked at Brother Ming, and stuck out her tongue after finishing the meal: "I'll just eat it, just a little bit!"

Song Ci: "."

How childish!

Turning around to look at the people gnashing their teeth, Song Ci shook his head: "A little bit, a little bit."

In fact, he is not a mature person, he is also a childish person.

"With the four of us, if we fight one of him, he won't be able to beat him, right?" The fat brother looked at Song Ci's muscles and felt a little unconfident.

Brother Wang shook his head. He didn't consider this matter. Nothing else. He was afraid that Song Ci would blackmail him.

Besides, his wife at home also supports him. He is determined to drink this medicine, and his mouth is also restricted.

After eating, Song Ci leaned on his chair and watched short videos on his mobile phone. Occasionally, he would also watch short videos to see those dancing, cross-dressing, riding horses, swimming, and cute young ladies.

Ding dong!

[When you come to Baiyun tomorrow, remember to pick me up.] Piranha.

After reading the text clearly, Song Ci was so startled that his cell phone dropped on the table.

I was delayed in sending a friend off, so I can only write so much in the second chapter, sorry.
Chapter completed!