webnovelvip Chapter 8 The first day of wearing a book
Chapter 8 The first day of wearing a book
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be lazy……
Luo Pei's face was a little weird: "Sir, I don't mean to be lazy, I'm making coffee beans."
Lin Yan raised his eyelids and looked over lazily, the machinery and equipment were indeed in operation.
"That's why I misunderstood you."
Lin Yan looked at him and said with a smile, "That means you can't drink it immediately?"
There is ready-made brewing, but...Luo Pei is not so stupid as to smash the signboard in front of the boss.
"Need to wait, sir."
Lin Yan's smile became more obvious: "Then give me two glasses of water."
He pointed to the water stains on his coat: "Order this."
Luo Pei's black line: "..."
Is this person's brain a bit out of order?
Min Congxiu waited for a while, and saw Lin Yan coming out with two glasses of boiled water, one was placed in front of him, and he took a long gulp of the other.
"Why is it water?"
Lin Yan said, "Jiang Xin is not here."
Min Congxiu asked, "Have you invited anyone yet?"
"Please, he won't come out."
Min Congxiu smiled disdainfully and said, "Are you inviting the ancestors?"
Lin Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in an unserious tone: "It's quite like an ancestor."
Min Congxiu couldn't figure out Lin Yan's attitude, so he was not interested in asking further.
This time he came here not only for Min Congwen, but also because he wanted to discuss the next plan with Lin Yan. He was bound to win the position of director of the Min Group, but he was too young and inexperienced, so he needed to consult others.
His father's attitude towards them is to free them, and whoever has the ability can take that position.
After all, he is the real son, the real young master of the Min family, and Congwen is already a step behind in terms of blood relationship, but the elders in the family all like Congwen, it is not certain who will win.
Min Congxiu was famous for his bad temper and indifferent relationship. Finally, with the help of Lin Susu, that is, his mother, he recommended Lin Yan to come over.
Min Congxiu absolutely didn't believe that Congwen gave up his inheritance rights. As long as he was qualified to inherit, he had to deal with it strictly and make some achievements first.
After the brief talk, Min Congxiu had a preliminary plan for the plan in his mind.
"Uncle, are you going home for dinner tonight?"
Lin Yan shook his head: "Go back first, treat Congwen better."
Min Congxiu's face froze, he pulled the corner of his lips and said, "I'm good enough to him, but he just ignores me."
"That's not because you are bothered."
Min Cong couldn't get over his Qi, so he blurted out: "That Luo..."
Lin Yan looked like he didn't know anything, and asked deliberately: "Huh? Luo what?"
Min Congxiu turned his head: "It's nothing, I just made a friend outside, isn't that okay? I don't even know what Congwen is angry about now."
Lin Yan had a delicate expression: "..."
Is this man really his nephew?
This is unfortunate.
Backstage kitchen.
Luo Pei made himself a cup of cappuccino, took a sip, walked to the service desk and looked at the monitoring screen, the two were still sitting there, it was six o'clock, still not leaving, still not leaving? ?
He was on the morning shift, and Jiang Xin came back to take over at night.
The current situation is - forced to work overtime.
Fortunately, Luo Pei didn't have to wait long, Jiang Xin came back, he greeted those two first, and then went backstage.
"Excuse me, Luo Pei, the road is a bit congested, you can get off work and go home first."
Jiang Xin took off his coat, revealing the turtleneck sweater inside, smiling kindly.
Luo Pei thinks that he is quite easy to get along with, but he knows very little about him, and there is not much description of this character in the book.
At most, he only knew that he was Lin Yan's man.
"Okay, thank you." After Luo Pei packed up his things, "I'll take out the trash by the way."
Jiang Xin: "No, no, wait for me to deal with it, you go home first, pay attention to safety on the road."
Luo Pei smiled obediently: "Okay."
After going out from the back door, there is a small alley. Walking straight ahead, you can see from the narrow alley to the wide and brightly lit high-rise buildings, the happy world of the rich, and the working hell of the poor.
As a result, just two steps away, the sky began to drizzle.
In winter, it doesn't look like rain, it's like melted snow, it's so cold.
Luo Pei frowned and took out the umbrella from his bag.
When the umbrella was opened, one of the umbrella frames broke.
Luo Pei: "..."
No way, the original owner doesn't even have the money to buy an umbrella, it's okay.
Luo Pei walked for a while holding an umbrella, and suddenly met Min Congwen who was standing on the side of the street.
The drizzle left drops of water like shattered light on his hair.
Min Congwen blinked at him slightly.
"your get off work is done."
There was cold air in his mouth.
Luo Pei walked over and split the umbrella in half wordlessly: "Why are you here?"
Min Congwen said, "I don't want to go back."
Luo Pei said in his heart that he had to go back if he didn't want to, to the home where Min Congxiu was.
And it's only 06:30.
Min Congxiu was still in the store, so he probably thought Min Congwen was working overtime.
Although I really want Min Congwen to trust him quickly, there is no rush for this kind of thing.
Luo Pei said indifferently: "I'll give you the umbrella, I'll take the subway back."
Min Congwen frowned: "How did you go back?"
Luo Pei looked up at the sky, and countless raindrops fell from the sky: "The subway is not far from my house, just two steps away."
Min Congwen held the handle of the umbrella, his palms were cold: "The place you live now is, my brother gave it to you."
Luo Pei said, "Boss Min helped to rent it."
Min Congwen moved his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything. He looked at the umbrella, was stunned, and said without changing his face: "I'll return the umbrella to you tomorrow, you go back first."
"it is good."
At seven o'clock, Min Congxiu came out of the cafe. The rain had not stopped. Jiang Xin gave him an umbrella. After walking two steps, he saw Min Congwen standing on the side of the street holding an umbrella.
"Why didn't you notify me when I got off work?" Min Congxiu pursed his lips and strode over with his pockets in his pocket.
As a result, when he saw his umbrella, his pupils trembled slightly, it was given to Luo Pei by him casually.
"Is this your umbrella?"
Min Congwen smiled: "It's not mine."
Min Congxiu stared at the umbrella, the signs of use were very obvious, and even one of the ribs was broken. Min Congxiu had an idea in his mind that Luo Pei was nearby.
He hasn't seen Luo Pei for almost a month.
He used tricks to make Luo Pei cornered, but... unlike before, he didn't come to find him.
It's quite bearable, why didn't I find it before.
When thinking about it more and more irritable, Luo Pei's face is all in his mind, but obviously, Cong Wen is right in front of him.
Min Congxiu took a deep breath and put his arms around his shoulders: "Throw it away, it's all rotten, I'll buy you a new one."
Luo Pei took a shower, reached out to wipe off the mist from the mirror, and the face became clear all of a sudden.
She looks really good, she deserves to have a face similar to the protagonist Shou.
Luo Pei raised his chin slightly, his eyes were dark and without light.
It's a pity that he didn't get to be the protagonist. Min Congwen's eyes are very clear.
Luo Pei thought, he should have a new umbrella tomorrow, from Min Congwen.
But it might attract Min Congxiu's attention.
Before the idea was implemented, the mobile phone in the waterproof bag vibrated twice without warning.
Someone texted him.
【I'm Min Congwen. Tomorrow will you be on the morning shift or the evening shift? I'll send you the umbrella. 】
Luo Pei's brows and eyes stretched, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
[I work early this week. 】
【Oh, this is your private number? 】
【Yes. 】
[Add a contact method. 】
【it is good. 】
Luo Pei put down the phone, then tore off the towel hanging around his neck, raised his hands and stretched, then moved his neck, and there were two slight clicks from the joints.
With his shoulders relaxed, he smiled at the mirror.
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