Chapter 70

After returning home, he asked Lulu, "Has he been coming so early these days?"

Lulu said, "Yes. Because he just came back and has a lot of work to deal with."

"Eh..." Then why didn't you tell me. Forget it, it's none of her business.

Roger pretended to be very busy - in fact, it wasn't really pretending, he was very busy to begin with. He worked at his workstation for more than an hour, and he had a feeling that He Songgao was about to call him on the internal line, so he reluctantly got up and went to find him.

The president's office finally turned on the heating, and the president himself sat at the large desk, handling official business seriously.

"Boss He." Even if he was flustered, he still had to be polite. After knocking on the door and entering, Luo Jie walked to He Songgao at the slowest pace in his life, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

He Songgao raised his head and said calmly, "Don't you want to talk to me about something?"

Oh, resignation. Luo Jie suddenly remembered. He put his hands behind his back and fiddled with them nervously, "Well, that." He thought about how to start, but - why was He Songgao's reaction so calm? Did he expect that he would resign? It was too much. He didn't even try to keep him. After all, they were colleagues for eight years. Wasn't it a bit too ruthless? Luo Jie thought so, and then he quickly remembered that he had not yet formally asked He Songgao to resign. This might be the reason. So he lowered his head, looked at the table legs in the president's office, and said quietly and firmly, "I have made up my mind. I want to resign."

It didn't seem as difficult as he imagined to actually say it. He even breathed a sigh of relief and waited nervously for He Songgao's reaction.

To his surprise, He Songgao said in a very calm tone: "Oh. Have you made up your mind?"

What does that mean? Luo Jie's heart sank. He raised his head and looked at He Songgao in disbelief: "I have made up my mind——" But, but why are you so calm? Why are the eyes so cold? An invisible thorn pierced a certain part of Roger's heart. This completely unexpected reaction made him panic and he didn't know what to do. What should he do? Should he continue to say that he would resign?

He Songgao's eyes made him believe that as long as he kept talking, he would agree, and then he would pack up and go home, and never meet this person again in his life - this was his goal, wasn't it? But why was he so sad?

He Songgao looked at him quietly, and urged him to finish the rest of his words with his eyes.

It's hard to get off the tiger. These four words perfectly interpret Roger's state at the moment. If you say it, then I will really resign. If he didn't say it, it would seem like he was threatening to resign. So should he say it or not? Luo Jie struggled with his conscience for a moment, but finally he gritted his teeth and said weakly, "I want to resign and go back home."

"Are you sure?" He Songgao didn't ask anything, but just confirmed with him again.

"..." Luo Jie felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, as if a tiger was squatting under his butt, ready to swallow him up as soon as he finished speaking. Not sure where this inexplicable sense of crisis came from, Roger's originally firm attitude wavered. He took a deep breath, glanced at He Songgao nervously, and quickly looked away, "Well, there's no rush. The New Year is almost here. I can wait until after the New Year to resign."

"Just quit if you want to. Why wait until after the New Year?" He Songgao looked at him, and his cold attitude just now warmed up a little, "Are you worried that I can't find someone to replace you?" He snorted coldly, and the boss chair turned a small circle with the amplitude of his body swaying, "Don't worry about it. If you have made up your mind, tell me anytime."

"..." Roger looked at him blankly, "Does that mean you approve of my resignation?"

"What else?"

"You..." Roger hesitated to speak.

"What about me?" He Songgao said, his tone was a little impatient.

"You are so ruthless." Luo Jie couldn't help but say, his eyes were full of resentment and his tone was full of resentment.

"Don't talk about me." He Songgao couldn't help but frown, "Think about yourself."

"..." Luo Jie didn't dare to look him in the eye because he felt guilty, "What's wrong with me?"

"You are saying resignation now, what's the difference between you and those who break up at every turn?"

"!" Luo Jie was so shocked by his metaphor that he almost died on the spot, "What, what break up, look at yourself and see if what you said is reasonable."

"How outrageous." He Songgao stood up, walked around the desk, and seemed to walk towards him, "Tell me, why do you want to resign?"

Roger was frightened by his action and took several steps back, "Because, because, my parents are not in good health! Someone needs to go back to take care of them." I'm sorry, my dear parents, I don't mean to curse you, but your son is in danger now, and I have to use you as a shield. Please forgive me, an unfilial son!

He Songgao approached him. Every time he took a step closer, Roger took a step back. Finally, he was almost at the door. Roger got nervous and flew to the sofa. "You, what do you want to do?!"

"Why are you blushing?" He Songgao said with a smile, "I won't eat you."

When he heard the word "eat", some bad thoughts suddenly appeared in Roger's mind. Naked □□, hot air... His face suddenly became redder than pig liver. He seriously doubted the purpose of He Songgao's words! He went around to the other side of the tea table and said angrily: "Don't think that you are the president and I dare not do anything to you!" "

What do you want to do to me?" He Songgao said as he walked towards the tea table.

"Wait!" Luo Jie yelled, so loud that he wondered if Lulu and Qinqin outside had heard him. He quickly lowered his voice and said, "I, I'm actually on a blind date recently! I met a very nice girl, she looks pretty in the photos, and we get along well! Maybe we'll get married in the future." He

finished the words in one breath, and then felt the air around him stagnant.

He Songgao stopped moving towards him, his face turned gloomy, and the look he stared at Luo Jie was as cold as the minus 40 degree weather in Northern Europe. Luo Jie leaned on the shelf next to the sofa, and said in panic: "I, I'm not lying, I'm telling the truth, if you don't believe me, I can send you her photos." Help, are those photos his mother sent him before still there? If he wasn't there, would he notice if he just found a photo of a celebrity or internet celebrity and sent it to him?

Roger swallowed nervously, and He Songgao was like petrified, not moving at all, with a chilly aura that could freeze people to death.

It took a long, long time, so long that Roger felt like he was about to be frozen into an ice sculpture. He Songgao said slowly: "Congratulations. So when are you going to submit your resignation report?" "

..." Roger choked and said carefully, "Didn't I say I would wait until after the Chinese New Year?"

He Songgao looked at him coldly: "There's no need for that. You're not so important that you're indispensable."

Luo Jie's muscles, which had just relaxed because he had temporarily avoided the crisis, suddenly tensed up again. He was stunned for a moment, and repeated He Songgao's words in confusion: "I am not so important that I am indispensable?" His heart was very upset because of this sentence, "Didn't you say before that I am very important in your heart and no one can replace me?"

"Did I say that?" He Songgao looked him up and down, with a strong mockery in his eyes, "I don't think it's important for someone to talk about resigning at any time. You don't have to wait until the New Year, just resign now and prepare for the handover." After saying this, he turned around, went into the cloakroom to get his coat, opened the door and was about to go out.

"Where are you going?" Luo Jie called him, wanting to say that the resignation could be discussed again.

But He Songgao ignored him and just opened the door and left.

"..." He is angry again! Roger thought gloomily.

I am not angry yet, why are you angry? Roger stood against the wall for a while, and then sat on the sofa where He Songgao often sat. If he went out now, he would definitely face the gossiping eyes of Lulu and Qinqin. They were so noisy in the house, and people outside must have heard it. He Songgao slammed the door and left, making him look like he had committed some unforgivable crime.

It's not my fault, he thought gloomily, it was you who made the relationship between us so strange first.

- Thinking this way may be a bit of a way to get rid of his own guilt, but out of some psychological self-protection mechanism, he can only put all the blame on He Songgao.

Looking down, he could see two beautiful Jianye teacups on the tea tray. The light of these two cups, which symbolized their friendship, had completely dimmed and looked gray, just like his mood at the moment.

After sitting for a while, he went out. Qinqin was not there, and Lulu looked at him, wanting to say something but stopping herself.

Luo Jie tried not to show his dejected expression after the quarrel, and pretended to be calm while chatting with Lulu: "Where's Qinqin?"

"She's out on a business trip." Lulu looked at him worriedly, "Secretary Luo, are you okay?"

Luo Jie touched his face: "Not bad. Do I look bad?"

Lulu thought to herself, yes, you look like you're about to cry. But as a qualified secretary assistant, she certainly would not expose her boss's lies, and even pretended that she had not heard some strange movements coming from the president's office just now, "Secretary Luo, it's lunch time, what do you want to eat? I'll order."

For several days in a row, He Songgao rarely came to the office, and he even went to the headquarters for meetings on two days. But Luo Jie was also busy, and the work he had accumulated during the vacation was like a mountain pressing on him, leaving him no time to think about those messy things.

A few days later, the company was going to hold an annual meeting, and the executive director asked Luo Jie to ask He Songgao if he could be the guest of the last stage of the lottery and draw the final prize of the Nordic two-person tour. Luo Jie was reluctant to ask, and said, "You can ask him yourself. It's just a small matter. You should be able to tell him once."

The executive director felt very strange: "Didn't you ask before? I don't dare to ask, for fear of getting into trouble."

"Why not?" He said so, but this arduous task finally fell on his head.

When he was about to get off work one day, he reluctantly sent a message to He Songgao: "Mr. He, there will be an annual meeting in a few days. Can you take some time to be a guest of the lucky draw?"

He Songgao replied after a while, but it was not about this matter: "You haven't finished writing your resignation report yet?"

Luo Jie's breath was choked, and he almost typed the word "get out" in the dialogue box. Of course, it is not good to scold the awe-inspiring president, but this tone of picking faults sounds particularly annoying. Luo Jie typed angrily, saying, "I'm writing. When will you come back? I'll print it out and give it to you."

"Oh."

Luo Jie's face twisted for a moment. Oh shit. I have to quit this job. He was about to open the document in a dignified manner to write a resignation letter when He Songgao's WeChat came again: "How was the blind date?"

For some reason, Luo Jie deliberately said, "It was good to chat, she is so cute. We will meet in a few days."

He Songgao did not reply.

Luo Jie felt a little regretful after sending the message. It was not his style to tell such inexplicable lies, but he just couldn't control his hands and his brain. Although he didn't want to admit it, he found that he really cared about He Songgao's reaction. The more he showed that he cared, the more he wanted to test how much he cared about him, as if he would be happy because of his care.

But He Songgao didn't reply after he posted this message. I don't know what he was doing. Roger thought angrily, is he chatting with some messy netizens again? Scumbag. When you are a homosexual, you should be more restless, or you will be infected with some strange disease.

As luck would have it, his mother called him and asked if he was free in a few days. Luo Jie said, "What? Are you coming to see me?"

"No!" His mother said happily, "It's the girl I told you about last time. She's going to Yangcheng on a business trip in a few days. You can take some time to meet her! The girl saw your photo and is very interested in you. She has been asking the matchmaker to ask if I can arrange a time to meet her."

"I..." Luo Jie subconsciously refused.

His mother said, "You are a man. You can't let the girl lose face like this, right? And I heard that the girl took the initiative to apply to go to Yangcheng with the leader..."

His mother chattered non-stop, and Luo Jie's mind had long been wandering. He remembered He Songgao's attitude just now. He seemed to care a lot, but he also seemed not to care. She also asked him how the blind date went, and what if he succeeded? Did she really give him a big red envelope as she said before? Thinking of this, Luo Jie couldn't help feeling upset. His mother kept asking him when he was free, and Luo Jie said impulsively, "This Saturday."

His mother immediately became very happy: "Okay, okay! Then I'll make an appointment. Oh, no, can't you two just add WeChat directly? Wait a minute, I'll ask the matchmaker."

Luo Jie was about to say no, let's wait until we meet to see if we are suitable for each other, but his mother didn't care what he said at all, and hung up the phone to find the matchmaker.

Well, now he has to go to the blind date even if he doesn't want to.

Are you satisfied? He thought angrily and continued to type his resignation report on the document.