Banban's story

Chapter 21

The secretary smiled embarrassingly: "Ah...Actually, there are only three or four copies that are more urgent, but the secretary of the board was sick and asked for leave a few days ago, so I didn't prioritize the shares...So, you are troubled, see Do it again!"

"... I have to read a copy of the co-author, and then sign the important ones?"

"Very correct," the secretary nodded, "The chairman also meant the same thing."

"I'll go! Then I'll take a look and sign everything along the way?" Zhou Zeyan said.

"Of course this would be the best," the secretary smiled strangely, "You're busy! I'll go home first..." As he spoke, he kept moving towards the door.

"Come back to me!" Zhou Zeyan said: "I don't get off work, so don't even think about leaving!"

"Oh, look, my child is already waiting downstairs," the secretary said pitifully: "How can you bear to let a four-year-old child wait so hard that he can't go home for dinner!"

"...Let's go, let me die alone!" Zhou Zeyan looked up to the sky and sighed, "My life..."

Seeing that it was already midnight, Zhou Zeyan felt furious when he looked at the remaining dozen or so documents. Among the documents he had read, there were actually eight or nine unqualified ones. He resisted not calling these employees in the middle of the night. I think he has to scold the staff first tomorrow, and then sign again...

"Ah! No...!" Zhou Zeyan lay down on the table and pretended to be dead. How he wished he could find someone to vent his emotions at this moment!

"Bell~" the phone rang, Zhou Zeyan stretched out his hand out of boredom and hung up.

After a while, the bell rang again. Zhou Zeyan frowned, picked it up to see if it was an unfamiliar number, and hung up again.

"Bing~" the bell rang for the third time.

"Hello? I said you are sick! What kind of phone call in the middle of the night, you have to be scolded to be comfortable, right!?" Zhou Zeyan yelled at the phone angrily.

"Uh... Sir, you have misunderstood. We are not selling houses," the bartender cleared his throat, "Are you Mr. Shen's friend?"

"Who?" Zhou Zeyan was taken aback: "Shen...Shen Yicheng?" Zhou Zeyan was taken aback, his first reaction was: Oh my god, Yicheng was kidnapped... what should I do?No Money……!

"Yes," the bartender continued: "Your friend drank too much in our bar, can you come and pick him up? I'm very sorry for disturbing your sleep in the middle of the night..."

"...Can I say I'm not going?"

"Haha... No way," said the bartender, "Mr. Shen said that you only have work in your world, and you don't need a private life. You may not have slept in the company yet!"

"... Oh yeah, I'm so grateful for the prize." Zhou Zeyan hung up the phone silently after hearing the name of the bar, and after a long silence, he patted the table: "Damn it! Shen Yicheng, you boy is still here to make trouble for me!" Wrinkled as he said Frowning, he started to pack his things, and suddenly saw the dozen or so documents that he hadn't had time to read, and angrily stuffed them into the bag.

Along the way, Zhou Zeyan behaved very calmly, did not run a red light, and wondered for a while: Didn't Shen Yicheng say that he would never go to that kind of place again?Over the past few years, mushrooms have grown in the house every day, why is this happening again...

When Zhou Zeyan entered the bar, it happened to start dancing inside.

Zhou Zeyan: "..."

"I'm sorry to trouble you..." Half an hour later, Zhou Zeyan finally found Shen Yicheng after being stepped on more than ten times.

"Ah! You are polite, it's not troublesome at all..." The bartender looked at Shen Yicheng as a cash cow, and smiled at Zhou Zeyan: "Your friend is welcome to come often! His visit is equivalent to us entertaining a hundred or eighty people !"

Zhou Zeyan shook his body and tried to maintain a polite smile: "Hehe... how much did he spend?"

As soon as the bartender reported the number, Zhou Zeyan shook Shen Yicheng's hand and almost threw him on the ground: "Ahaha... let's go first..." He dragged Shen Yicheng out of the bar.

After getting in the car, Zhou Zeyan stepped on the gas pedal, then suddenly slammed on the brakes, and turned around to ask Shen Yicheng who was sitting in the back seat, "Where do you live?"

Shen Yicheng stared at him in bewilderment, and murmured: "Zhilin..."

"Well, I didn't ask." Zhou Zeyan raised his hands in surrender, thought for a while, and drove along the road to Shen's father's house.

"No!" Before reaching the traffic light intersection, Zhou Zeyan slammed on the brake again. If there were no people on the road in the middle of the night, something would happen.Zhou Zeyan wiped off his sweat: If I really send him there like this, Mr. Shen will definitely be tortured when he sees him. By then, Shen Yicheng will wake up and know that I sent him there... You must not peel my skin ?

Thinking of this, Zhou Zeyan couldn't help but looked up to the sky and sighed: "My life is so miserable!" He turned around at the intersection ahead, and walked to his home with Shen Yicheng and a dozen unread documents.

"Master? Can you tell me what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Zeyan lives in a high-end community not far from the company. Although there is an elevator, Zhou Zeyan is still half dead from exhaustion. He moved Shen Yicheng to the sofa for a long time, and took a few bites of an apple to ask Shen Yicheng.

"Huh...Zeyan?" Shen Yicheng's face turned red because of drinking, and he stretched out his hand to rub his eyes.

"Hey, it's a little one." Zhou Zeyan finished eating the apple in a few bites, and gave up the treatment: "How are you? Who bullied you? Tell me, I'll send someone to get him!"

"Qin..."

"Ah?" Zhou Zeyan threw the apple core far away, rolled up his sleeves: "That kid Qin Zhilin? What happened to him? Tell me, is he trying to molest you, or are you trying to molest him?"

"He... went abroad..." Shen Yicheng reached out and grabbed Zhou Zeyan's clothes, looking at him pitifully: "Zeyan...he's gone..."

"Hey, hello! What are you doing?" Zhou Zeyan wiped Shen Yicheng's tears in a hurry, and was startled: I have never seen Shen Yicheng so sad since I was a child...

Shen Yicheng shed his tears, and Zhou Zeyan wiped them a few times impatiently: "No... I said young master! You have to tell me what's wrong with you? He went abroad to study, and it's not a life and death parting. Why bother? Sigh... Thinking about it, I also went abroad to study back then, and I didn’t see you for two or three years, and I never saw you so sad..."

Shen Yicheng was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head, bowed his head and said something different, then no matter how Zhou Zeyan tried to persuade him, he didn't answer, just called Qin Zhilin's name indiscriminately, seemed tired after a while, and fell asleep with tears in his eyes .

Zhou Zeyan saw that Shen Yicheng had fallen asleep, so he climbed onto his desk with difficulty, read a document four times, saw the morning light, Zhou Zeyan realized that he hadn't closed his eyes all night, and the work was not finished, so he must go to the company He would be scolded and still suffer, so he broke down and said, "God! Who did I owe 800 million in my last life, and when will I pay it off in this life!"

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When Shen Yicheng woke up, he only felt dizzy, a burning pain in his stomach, and even weak all over. He squinted his eyes and still couldn't see clearly, so he couldn't help reaching out his hands to fumble around for a while.

"Here, don't look for it..." Zhou Zeyan held a bowl of hot food and handed the glasses to Shen Yicheng with the other hand.

Shen Yicheng put on his glasses and slowed down. It was great that the world became clear again. Shen Yicheng looked at the surrounding environment: "Where is this?"

"My family," Zhou Zeyan handed him the bowl: "I brought you back in the middle of the night by myself yesterday, alas, you didn't even look at it, just because of your looks, and you get drunk again... that is, I have a hundred years of experience. The battle is still stable, and most people have already started...Forget it, why are you staring at me? Are you kidding...Drink porridge, drink porridge..."

Shen Yicheng's stomach was really throbbing, and he just took a sip before tasting the taste, suddenly he shook his body, and vomited it all out with a wow.

"Ahem... what is this?" Shen Yicheng felt as if he had walked through the gate of hell.

"Porridge!" Zhou Zeyan said seriously, "I made it myself, it's my first time cooking, I'm so impressed..."

"Xiao Zhou!" Shen Yicheng stretched out his hand and patted Zhou Zeyan's shoulder vigorously: "Do you know that, generally speaking, sugar is added according to personal taste after the porridge is ready."

"Really?" Zhou Zeyan thought for a while: "Can't I make two kinds of porridge? Isn't it just cooking together? This way the porridge will be more delicious!"

"Yes, yes," Shen Yicheng said with a smile on his face, and the hand that landed on Zhou Zeyan's shoulder pinched him fiercely: "But can you take a bite by yourself before you let it go? Can white pepper and sugar be the same?!"

"Aren't they all white..." Zhou Zeyan said, "I'll try it..."

"Haha... Yicheng, you are right...cough cough..." Zhou Zeyan coughed for a long time before recovering: "I'll pour you some water."

Shen Yicheng stood up slowly, walked to the window to look at the scenery for a while, and suddenly asked, "What day is it today?"

"Sunday." Zhou Zeyan handed the water to Shen Yicheng.

"Doesn't the company go to work?" Shen Yicheng smiled and said, "Aren't you free all year round? Why are you so free today?"

"Oh, isn't it?" Zhou Zeyan leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette: "Who said I was on vacation? Here, you see! That stack of documents is all my work."

Zhou Zeyan sighed: "Yesterday it wasn't because of you, I didn't finish my work, and my dad scolded me this morning, telling me to finish my work and then shut myself up at home to think about my mistakes, so... I don't have to go to work in the afternoon. "

"Wait, afternoon?" Shen Yicheng frowned: "What time is it?"

Zhou Zeyan took out his mobile phone and looked at it: "59:[-]...it's four o'clock now."

"...Okay." Shen Yicheng stood on the side drinking water sullenly.

"Speaking of which, what happened to you yesterday?" Zhou Zeyan was a little worried: "I have never seen you so sad in so many years, why?"

Shen Yicheng was silent for a long time, looked up at the gloomy sky: "Zilin... went abroad."

"That's it?" Zhou Zeyan asked.

"...That's it." Shen Yicheng looked at Zhou Zeyan's puzzled eyes and explained: "Really..."

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