"Dear leader, I am suffering from a minor illness. I have symptoms such as dizziness, weakness, and confusion. In order to avoid damaging the company's healthy image, I would like to ask for leave for three to five days. Please approve it! Applicant
..." Ye Muxue frowned and kept silent while reading this. Two red clouds suddenly appeared on her originally fair face. She glanced at Jing Hongxue sitting on the sofa in front of her desk from the corner of her eyes and found that the latter was reading a book.
The movement of reading the document also stopped because she shut up.
"What's wrong, Mr. Ye?" Jing Hongxue raised her head and happened to catch Ye Muxue's eyes peeking at her, and asked with a confused look: "What did he say on this leave request? When he gave it to me last night
, and mysterious." Originally, Jing Hongxue was just looking through the documents, but her attention was attracted by Ye Muxue who was reading the contents of Qin Yuguan's leave application note and talking to himself. At this time, she suddenly heard that she stopped reading.
, out of an instinctive reaction, she raised her head to see what was going on, but happened to see Ye Muxue looking at her with an embarrassed face. While feeling funny in her heart, she deliberately pretended to be like "I didn't hear you clearly."
He said something like he was talking, and asked Mr. Ye, who was blushing now, what was wrong with a concerned tone.
"Ahem, it's nothing," Ye Muxue hurriedly covered up his gaffe with a slight cough. He inserted the unique leave request note seemingly unintentionally among the many documents that needed to be reviewed, and then closed the thick paper.
While stacking documents, he secretly pulled out the leave request slip, and then pretended to be casual and asked Jing Hongxue: "Is this what he gave to you this morning?"
"A request for leave?" Jing Hongxue asked knowingly, and without waiting for Ye Muxue to answer, she continued: "No, you gave it to me last night. He went out early this morning, and he didn't know what he was doing...
…What reason did he give for taking leave?”
"It's a sick leave." Ye Muxue suddenly felt angry when she heard that someone had gone out early this morning and was not 'sick' as the leave note said. But thinking of that unique person
When she saw the applicant at the end of the leave application form, her heart skipped a few dissatisfactions because Qin Yuguan wrote the words 'your good husband Qin Yuguan' on the leave application form for her.
When did you admit that you are my husband? You are really thick-skinned. But, why did my face change when I saw these seven words, especially the bottom one, the two words 'kiss you'?
Fever unconsciously?
"You didn't read what he wrote... Oh, I'm sorry, Minister Jing Hong, I didn't doubt that you read him or the leave request he gave me. I just wanted to know that since he was not sick, why should I ask for leave?
Why are you on sick leave? Because you live together, that’s why I asked, Minister Jing Hong, don’t get me wrong, I’m not doubting that you read the above..." Ye Muxue quickly apologized to Jing Hongxue for his slip of the tongue.
.Isn't this an obvious suspicion of her character... Ye Muxue, who has always been calm, actually lost her composure again and again when her mood fluctuated, which made her words stutter a bit.
"I didn't read it." Jing Hongxue said seriously: "I don't know what he did when he went out. Anyway, when he handed me the leave request last night, he didn't tell me the reason. He just entrusted me to give the leave request to me.
Mr. Ye, I hope you can approve him." Yes, I didn't read it, I didn't read it once! I read it several times, hehe, that guy is really shameless, just a small request for leave,
The writing is so disgusting. It seems that only this guy can sign the note asking for leave from his boss and indicate that he kissed you.
"Yes." Ye Muxue hummed in a low voice and stopped mentioning the topic. He just looked down at a fax sent by Feng Qiuhuang Chu Xiangxiang. On the surface, he was reading it, but in fact, he was thinking in his heart: I asked someone to send it to me.
He gave me the leave request, and it was written in such an ambiguous way, so he couldn't figure it out. But where did this guy's excuse go? Could it be...
A bad feeling suddenly arose in Ye Muxue's heart, which made her suddenly stand up from the boss' chair.
Ye Muxue's sudden movement startled Jing Hongxue. She quickly stood up with Ye Muxue and asked nervously: "Mr. Ye, what's wrong?"
Pressing the desk tightly with her hands, Ye Muxue stared into Jing Hongxue's eyes with trembling lips and asked: "He, did he go to Japan?"
…
When you sit on an airplane and look down through the white clouds from the window, you will be surprised to find that those rivers, ridges or hills are no longer stationary. They seem to be there the moment the plane passes over them.
They have gained life. It is not that the parasitic objects on them have come to life, but that these mountains, rivers and rivers themselves have gained a kind of vitality that no longer lacks levels and gradually spreads to the point of being invisible.
There is a mustache on his mouth, a pair of small glasses like Chow Yun-fat's favorite in "God of Gamblers", and a straight light-colored suit paired with a pure white shirt. This kind of thing is very different from the previous time when he only loved blue.
The monotonous dress made Qin Yuguan feel very awkward. But seeing that the beautiful stewardess always glanced at him when walking around, he felt that it was better to put this uninhibited but gentleman, chic but calm
The image continues to be maintained.
Unfortunately, smoking is not allowed on the plane.
Even though he knew there was no cigarette on him, Qin Yuguan still touched his pockets habitually, and then sighed helplessly. On such a long-distance passenger plane, in addition to admiring the natural scenery outside and watching the peerless beauty of the beautiful stewardess in the cabin
Besides, there is really no better feeling than holding a cigarette in both hands, puffing away smoke with your eyes slightly closed. Of course, you can also use sleep to kill the boring journey. When you wake up
, maybe we have reached our destination.
"In half an hour, we will arrive at Hiroshima Airport. Have you really decided to do this?" Just when Qin Yu was itching to do nothing with concern, she sat outside him, folded her hands on her chest, and leaned back.
Tie Mo Le, who had his head resting on the seat, stared at the graceful body of the flight attendant, and asked Qin Yuguan in a calm voice: "Although you no longer have to worry about someone in the country thoroughly investigating your identity, I still feel that you
Now that you have the opportunity to withdraw from this circle, you shouldn't step back in. Sometimes..." Speaking of this, Tie Mo Le turned his head and looked at Qin Yuguan. Although his voice was flat, it had a tone that anyone could listen to.
The concern that came out: "...sometimes, there are some things that you don't have to do yourself."
"Haha," Qin Yuguan chuckled, reached out and touched the mustache on his lips, took off the pretentious little glasses, rubbed them on the collar of his white shirt, and did not directly answer Tie Moller's question.
, just said in a pretentious tone that understands everything in the world: "As a human being, what I fear most is forgetting my roots. Who am I, Lao Qin? I'm afraid you know best, brother Tie. We have always paid attention to the benefits that others have brought to us.
What is important is repaying one another with a spring of water. What is important is that even if there is no opportunity to create an opportunity, we must return it twice as much. Otherwise, wouldn’t we become the kind of villain who knows a favor without repaying it? Besides, if we can’t do it in person
To repay those benefactors with practical actions, but to choose to accept those gifts with a silent smile without giving a single fart, wouldn’t it be worthy of the nickname of Yama? Hehe... It is impossible for me to choose to stay out of this matter. If I do that
If you do, this matter will definitely be like a demon, and it will haunt you for a long time because of your inaction."
"I understand your kindness. It was my brother who persuaded me like this. Yes, I admit that now I have completely changed my appearance. I have a legal identity and an enviable and warm family. I can be normal in the future.
People go to work and get off work every day like that. When they are happy, they occasionally go to the kitchen to show off their amazing cooking skills. Otherwise, they go to the park with their wives and have a flower garden or something." Before Tie Moule could say anything, Qin Yu said
Guan is like an elderly woman, chatting about his peaceful life with others, and talking to himself recalling the past: "That kind of life is indeed what people like us yearn for.
Once you get it, you should cherish it. But, but you know what? People, especially people like me, if they don’t dare to fight back after being bullied, how can they survive? "
Tie Moller quietly listened to his best brother chattering incoherently in his ear like a girl, his face remained calm, even when the flight attendant came over again to face Qin Yu who was sitting in the seat inside.
When Guan An glanced at her, he smiled back at her for the nagging Qin Yuguan.
We have been brothers for so long. If anyone can listen to Qin Yuguan's nagging in the Dragon's Twelve Months, it seems that only Tie Mo Le, the gentleman in March, is replaced by Tie Mo Le in October.
If Jing Hong was cold-blooded, the latter would have torn off several strips of the newspaper and plugged his ears, and then complained about him endlessly.
Looking at Qin Yuguan who was nagging like an old woman, Tie Mo Le suddenly sighed in his heart: There are fewer and fewer brothers. Since the last time Qin Yuguan and Jing Hong were ordered to go to a certain country to perform the 'Blue Blood' mission, they appeared.
After the accident, only he and April, who was beside the No. 2 leader, were left in December. Maybe, before long, he would be like most of his brothers, just like a puddle of clear water evaporated by the sun.
Disappearing silently, as if they had never been in this world. That kind of result, Tie Moller had expected it from the day they were selected to join the Soaring Dragon. Because of this, he hoped,
Qin Yuguan, who finally regained his identity, should cherish everything in front of him and not turn around and take this step again.
"How is my ability to do things?" Tie Moller suddenly interrupted Qin Yuguan and asked an abrupt question that made the latter obviously startled. Perhaps seeing that Qin Yuguan still didn't understand what he meant, he explained:
"I mean, in terms of ability, if we brothers compare, who is better at doing such a good thing?"
Qin Yuguan smiled: "You are not as cruel as me, and you are not as cruel as that kid Jing Hongming. Otherwise, no one would call you a gentleman." He put his hand on Tie Mo Le's knee and used a rare serious tone.
Said: "Brother Tie, I appreciate your kindness. I know that you just want me to be a happy ordinary person. I also firmly believe that you can't bring bad luck to that young commander.
It's not necessarily worse than me. But you forgot one thing, I'm not here to perform a mission... I'm here for my family and for a better life in the future. So, I have to come."
I do it for my family, so I have to come.
Tie Moller repeated this sentence in his mind. Before he could say anything, he felt the plane tremble slightly. Then, from somewhere above his head, the stewardess spoke in three languages: English, Chinese and Japanese.
It reminds passengers that Hiroshima Airport is coming soon, and the plane is making sweet sounds preparing for landing.
Tie MoLe pressed his broad palm on Qin Yuguan's hand and said with a smile: "Since it is for our family and for our future life to be better, then... let's do it together."
Qin Yuguan smiled slightly and slapped his other hand heavily on the back of Tie Moller's hand.
The plane was shaking more and more, and we arrived at Hiroshima Airport in Japan. As the plane landed, someone's end was gradually approaching...
In a coffee shop, Tie Moule turned on his mobile phone, pressed it a few times and placed it on the table. He gently pushed it in front of Qin Yuguan, who was looking at the building opposite through small brown glass glasses: "This is Suning.
You can take a look at the detailed information you sent to me before coming here."
Qin Yuguan, who may have felt a little embarrassed that the National Security Intelligence Service and the Central Internal Security Bureau were involved in his family affairs, drank the third cup of coffee he ordered today and picked up his mobile phone. The information on his mobile phone
Now in e-book format, it not only contains the detailed address of Colonel Shaohong’s residence, but also records his personal hobbies, family status and social relationships.
"The old rule is that every grievance has its owner, and every debt has its owner, we are only looking for him." Qin Yuguan put down the phone and returned it to Tie MoLe: "However, he should also feel honored, because there is no one who can deserve it.
We two brothers are joining forces to deal with a man. You think he is such a mad old man and can’t wait for God’s call at home in bed, so why should he come out and show off his energy?”
Tie Moule always automatically filtered out Qin's usual sarcastic tone. After putting away his phone, he lazily stretched his waist and showed a rarely seen playful expression on his face: "Maybe, Lao Ji, don't
Is that what you mean by being willing to die in old age on the horse corridor? If Suning hadn't called me to tell me, I really wouldn't believe that this young red commander likes to mess with Jade Faced Yama even though he is old." He followed Qin Yuguan's example and raised his head.
After drinking the coffee in the cup in one gulp and lighting Qin Yuguan with the empty cup, Tie Moule said dissatisfied: "However, you are so unreasonable. With this opportunity to show your brother's face, you actually want to take it all to yourself."
Fortunately, Suning had already booked a ticket for me to Qingdao International Airport, so I was able to catch you at the airport."
"Hehe," Qin Yuguan smiled sheepishly, staring straight at the lower body of a waiter who passed by him, and answered the question: "I'm afraid, you are taking this opportunity to meet an internationally famous av**.
Right? Don’t worry, I’m treating you this time and you don’t need to ask for a reimbursement receipt after I finish the consumption.”