Chapter 44

In the evening, He Songgao came back very early.

Luo Jie was just sending him a WeChat message, chatting: "Where are you?"

He Songgao said: "The door."

Luo Jie jumped and ran to open the door, and He Songgao was indeed standing at the door, before he could scan his face.

Luo Jie said: "Why are you so early today?"

He Songgao looked at him, silent, and suddenly raised his hand to touch his forehead.

"?" Luo Jie didn't dare to move.

He Songgao walked forward: "Is the fever gone?"

"Yeah." It was so cool, Luo Jie shrank his neck, "The fever has gone a long time ago, I said I have a good physical constitution."

Although the fever was gone, he was still coughing, and he had to clear his throat almost every few words.

"Have you taken the medicine?"

"Yes." What's going on? Why does it feel like a mother taking care of her son? Luo Jie felt a little awkward and took He Songgao's hand away. "You just came back from outside, your hands are so cold."

He Songgao smiled and went into the house to change his shoes. "Have you eaten?"

"Not yet, waiting for you."

Dinner was still home-cooked food. Aunt Yang was best at making fresh and sweet home-cooked food, which was not greasy, just suitable for people like Luo Jie who had just recovered from a serious illness.

"I'll go take a shower first." He Songgao said.

"Ah?" Luo Jie was almost starving to death, "What kind of habit is this? Take a shower first when you go home... Are all people with obsessive-compulsive disorder like you?"

There was dissatisfaction in his words, so He Songgao explained: "There are germs outside, what if they infect you?"

"..." Luo Jie felt that he was wronged, "I have been infected and have antibodies. Oh, let's eat first. Aren't you hungry after a busy day?!"

He Songgao thought about it and compromised: "Okay, let's eat first."

The food was still hot, and Luo Jie held the bowl and ate like a hungry tiger.

This is really unsightly. He Songgao frowned: "Can you be more polite?"

Luo Jie wiped his mouth and said righteously: "This is how men should eat, eat meat and drink wine. By the way, I see you have a lot of wine in your wine cabinet. Can you open a bottle for me to taste?"

"You are sick and can't drink."

"Wait until I get better."

"Yes."

"Okay?" Luo Jie said, a little bit unable to believe his ears.

"Yes." He Songgao said, and first served himself a bowl of soup.

"You are so nice. I am a little scared of your kindness."

He Songgao thought it was a little funny: "It's not okay to be bad to you, and it's not okay to be good to you. I don't understand what you are thinking."

"Well, you, you shouldn't fall in love with me, right?" It's really not that Luo Jie is narcissistic, it's really, it's a bit too abnormal! Roger ate the rice in the bowl and analyzed the situation seriously, "You stayed up late to take care of me, asked me to come to your house, called a doctor for me, and even let me drink your collection of wine. Would you really be so nice to your friends?" It would be nice if this person had other friends. It would be nice to see if he treated his other friends like this, so that the suspicion of "he likes me" could be ruled out.

"Haha." He Songgao showed a long-lost sarcastic smile, "You can think so."

Roger suddenly remembered the words that this man said to insult him a long time ago, and a feeling of humiliation filled his heart for a moment, "You want to say that I'm vain again?" He looked at He Songgao, and the resentment in his eyes was as if he wanted to turn into a big knife to chop him to death, "If it's not, then it's not, why do you always treat me like this. I won't ask next time, really, your mouth is so poisonous, you must have been poisoned to death in your previous life, right?"

"Your mouth is not much better."

They ate while hurting each other, and both of them were a little angry in the end.

Luo Jie said he was going to sleep, He Songgao said: "You slept for a whole day, haven't you slept enough?"

"What do you mean by a whole day? I worked today, too." Luo Jie glared at him, "I helped you pack your luggage for the business trip, you forgot about it a long time ago, the suitcase is still empty when you are about to leave."

He Songgao pursed his lips, and after a long while he said: "You are not well yet, don't bother yourself like this."

"Now you know I am not well yet." Luo Jie muttered and sniffed, "You are the most vulnerable when you are sick, you know, you hit me so hard, maybe I will have a relapse later."

He Songgao looked at him quietly, his eyes heavy, "Do you actually expect me to fall in love with you?"

"Ah?" This really shocked Roger, and he was speechless. "How is it possible! I don't have such expectations, not even in my next life!"

"What if I really fall in love with you?"

"???" Roger was completely stunned. Really fall in love? This, this he had never thought about. "You fall in love with me, there is nothing I can do, who told me to be so outstanding, you, you can only restrain yourself." What's going on, Roger was surprised to find that he actually had a feeling of secret joy in his heart, being loved by He Songgao, just thinking about it is very cool. After all, he is an outstanding man, and being loved by him proves that the man is also outstanding! But, isn't it too narcissistic and immoral to think like this? After all, He Songgao fell in love with him, and he couldn't respond. What should they do? They couldn't just break up.

Seeing his expression of worry and secret joy, He Songgao couldn't help but knocked on his forehead: "What nonsense are you thinking about again."

Luo Jie covered his forehead and cried: "It hurts so much! Are you sick? And I'm not thinking about anything nonsense. I, I'm thinking about whether I should go to work tomorrow." He said, regretting his absurd idea just now. Fortunately, he didn't say it out loud, otherwise He Songgao would be angry again.

"Take a rest tomorrow too." He Songgao said, with an expression of "I grant your permission."

"Really?" Luo Jie was very happy, but this happiness only lasted for a second. He thought of his pile of work, "It's a pity that I can't take a break. I still have a lot of work." "

You don't have any work recently. I handed it over to others."

Luo Jie was stunned: "Who did you hand it over to?"

"Lulu."

"Ah? Lulu, can she do it?" It's not that he doesn't trust Lulu, but there are some jobs that he must take action, such as those involving communication and coordination. Those people may only recognize him as a confidant.

"I have already handed it over."

"Oh." Luo Jie breathed a sigh of relief, but soon the tone was raised again, "What did you say?"

He Songgao said: "I told her privately."

Roger paused, and said with a bit of disapproval: "Will she replace me in the future?"

He Songgao couldn't help laughing: "Replacement, so what?"

"...Am I so dispensable in your heart?"

"No."

"You have handed my work over to others, and you still say I am not dispensable." Roger was almost depressed to death.

He Songgao smiled barely perceptibly, pinched Roger's cheeks with both hands, pulled them out, and said in a good mood: "You are the first, are you satisfied?"

Roger's heart skipped a beat, what's going on, why is it like this again! But now he seemed to be frozen by He Songgao, unable to move, "I am the first, so what reward is there?"

"What reward do you want?" He Songgao said, suddenly approaching Roger.

The two men were almost nose to nose, and he could even feel He Songgao's breath, but this man's breath was cold, like a zombie. Luo Jie leaned back, unable to bear it, and said, "You, what do you want to do?"

He Songgao looked into Luo Jie's eyes and suddenly smiled. He stepped back and said seriously, "You have eye mucus in your eye, a big one."

"!!" Luo Jie believed it, turned his back and rubbed his eyes, but there was no so-called eye mucus at all. He felt that he was fooled. He turned around and glared at He Songgao angrily, "You fooled me!"

He Songgao turned around and walked towards the stairs: "You rubbed it in. I'm going to take a shower, do you want to join me?"

Damn, he is addicted to playing this kind of teasing game, right! Luo Jie decided not to pay any more attention to him and went back to his bedroom.

The next day, Lulu sent him a message early in the morning: "Secretary Luo, Mr. He said you are still on vacation today. There are some tasks I am not sure about. I need you to confirm them for me. Are you free now?"

Luo Jie had just woken up and was still a little confused. He looked at the wall clock and it was only 7:30. Lulu is working too hard. Roger asked her, "Have you arrived at the company?"

"Yes." Lulu said, she must be frowning at the moment, "President He asked me to take over your job until you come back from Europe, and I have no idea at all."

Roger said, "Open my computer, there is the standardized work flow of the president's secretary that I organized before, and I have marked each job that is more difficult or prone to errors. Take a look first, and ask me if you don't understand anything."

He thought about it and realized that he should have shared some of the work with Lulu a long time ago. He used to hold great power, but it was because He Songgao was too stubborn and always found fault with him, which made him very worried that he would be fired one day, oh no, he would be forced to resign. Now that there is no such worry (after all, the president said that he is the first in his heart, so even if he doesn't work so hard, He Songgao will not use SM on him anymore), why not let Lulu share his work, he will be much more relaxed in the future.

He Songgao left relatively late today, and he went out to work slowly at nine o'clock after dinner. Roger watched him go out and said in a flattering way: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. President, no matter how busy you are, you must remember to eat." He

Songgao paused while changing his shoes, turned around and said: "Be good and wait for me at home."

"What should I wait for you for?"

He Songgao smiled, said nothing, opened the door and left.

Could she be waiting for him to eat? Can he come back so early at night? If it's too late, he won't wait for him.

After three days of rest and the weekend, Luo Jie didn't go to the company for five days. On the last day, he ignored He Songgao's request to stay and insisted on going home to pack his luggage. He had to go on a business trip, and it was too late to pack a day in advance. In case he accidentally forgot to bring something, he would have a chance to check and make up for it a few days in advance.

"Well, then you go back." He Songgao said at last.

Luo Jie went home and cleaned his little nest first. He felt that his nest had an indescribable sense of strangeness after not coming back for a few days. He lay on the single sofa in the living room, missing the president's super large leather sofa that he could roll on.

Alas, it is easy for people to go from frugality to luxury, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality.

I really hope I can stay at the president's house next time, Luo Jie thought worriedly, when can I afford such a luxurious house?

Comparing people is really annoying.