Chapter 3: Million year spare tire 3

Chen Heng’s sailing software company is a small company with only 30 employees. The company is small in scale, with good welfare and high freedom of work. When Chen Heng arrived at the company, it was already 8:1, and it was 15 minutes behind the normal working hours. Given the company's humane system, he only needs to work late for a quarter of an hour, not too late.
Open the computer, log in to the company's service interface, open the mailbox as usual, and then jump out of the latest notice from the company owner. The owner of this software company is Sun Quan. He is a well-known wife and a strict wife. The boss has a strong desire to control. The male company, including the front desk, is male. Usually, Sun Quan does not come to the company. Communicate through the computer.
The notice generally says that the boss has to go out with his wife for a month, and all the company’s affairs are temporarily handed over to the boss’s schoolmate.
Chen Heng has no interest in this kind of news. Click the mouse to close the mailbox, and then start a day's work.
Colleague Liu Hao moved over the swivel chair and patted him on the shoulder. "Is it noticed by the boss? I heard that his schoolmate is a very bad person. He graduated from the highest school in the m country. Now he is Working in the financial street of m country, I have my own venture capital company.
At the end, my colleague came up with a sentence,
But will the financial industry engage in software?

Chen Weng and a smile, "These people are very powerful, we are still living our own life."
"Yes." Liu Hao agreed to nod and immediately turned around and asked: "Yes, are you free after work? I want to introduce my school girl to you."
Liu Hao does not like other hobbies, he likes to give media to others.
Chen Heng smiled. "No, my brother is coming. I want to go back and cook for him." He is now playing an infatuation and wants to come to an end.
"I am not a younger brother. Why are you so good to him?" Liu Hao said.
"Oh, they are used to it." Chen Heng tempered back.
Liu Hao was about to continue to say something, and there was a sudden footstep in the doorway. Chen Heng followed the sound and saw that he was coming in with a tall, tall figure in the crowd.
The figure was too eye-catching, and the managers around him all became foiled, eclipsed by the dazzling light of the youth.
"Hey, the big guy’s work stops first." The marketing manager claps his hands and waits until everyone’s eyes are on his side. He looks at the youth with a charming look. "This is a newcomer." The general manager, the boss is not in the period of time, he is the temporary general manager."
The surroundings are very quiet, and everyone’s sight can’t be ignored on the young man’s body.
I saw a black suit that was dressed in a proper body, nearly one meter tall, making him stand out, not to mention that he also had a delicate three-dimensional face.
He is very white, it is the kind of white that Western talents have, and he is very thin. Because of his thinness, his face is sharp and angular, making the refined and glamorous facial features more prominent.
The beauty is noble and embarrassing.
Like a piece of art, people can't help but want to collect.
The thin lips of the young people are bent, and the temperament of the youth converges instantly. The smile is slight, and the voice is hoarse and extravagant. "Hello, I am Wei Wei, please advise."
The voice did not fall, the marketing manager took the lead in applause, and the applause slowly warmed up.
odor?
Chen Heng’s lower eyelids, quietly licking his eyebrows, is a strange name.
Without waiting for him to smooth the folds between the brows, he suddenly felt a sharp and glaring sight shot at him, and when he looked at the past, the inexplicable sight had disappeared.
Chen Heng does not think it is his illusion.
And, out of instinct, he felt dangerous.
It's really fun.
Chen Heng hooked his lips and smiled.
......
Because she was late in the morning, Chen Heng needed to work late for a quarter of an hour. When the people got off work, the software department left him alone.
His work was very efficient, and he was able to compress the workload of the day to just three hours. At this time, his work had already been done, and he leaned his back against the back of the chair and blinked for a moment.
In the quiet room, only the sound of the computer is coming.
In such a silent moment, the sound of "嚓", the subtle voice could not escape Chen Heng's ear, he opened his eyes in a vigilant manner, and the sharp black hair was looking toward the door. With the bright light, he saw a letter lying under the door slit.
Is it a letter?
Chen Hengton got a meal, got up and walked to the door, bent down and picked up the thin letter.
There is still no signature on the envelope.
Open the door and look out, the corridor is empty, there is no figure. Chen Heng looked up at the clock on the wall, and the minute hand pointed to 3.
Time is up.
He turned off the computer, carried a briefcase, then turned off the light, locked the door and left the company. The last bus to his home area had already left three minutes ago, and Chen Heng walked to the side of the road and slowly waited for the taxi. The geographical location of the company is relatively biased and it is not easy to get a taxi.
After waiting for almost ten minutes, I finally got a car and just stopped in front of Chen Heng. The window slowly pulled down and turned to an ordinary face: "Mr. Do you want to take a taxi?" It is not good to take a taxi here. There are often black cars passing by. Chen Heng looks at the empty road. After thinking about it, After asking about the fare, after confirming that it is within the acceptable range, push the door and sit in.
He never likes to sit in the passenger seat, because the front passenger seat is the most dangerous position. After sitting in it, he found that he was already sitting behind.
Chen Heng subconsciously looked at the person beside him. The young bangs were long and covered his half face. From his point of view, he could only see the pale skin and the pointed chin.
The black car driver coughed twice and said to Chen Hengdao: "You don't mind if I bring one more person."
Chen Heng smiled and understood: "Do not mind." This situation is very common in black cars.
The car set off smoothly, Chen Heng turned his eyes to the window, the sky gradually pressed down, and the surrounding scenery was covered with a layer of fog. The young man next to him seemed to be nervous. He moved his body slightly, his mouth opened and closed, and he had a lot of courage to open his mouth: "How come you get off work so late today?"
Chen Hengyi, turned to look at him, Wensheng asked: "Do we know?" Listening to the other party's tone seems to know him.
The man smiled shyly and his voice groaned. "You forgot, we had been in the same bus before, and we spoke on the bus."
Chen Heng frowned and thought about it. It seemed that there was a little impression on it, and he couldn’t help but hang a smile. "It’s so smart."
The young man also laughed. "Well, it's a good thing."
"I was late for work this morning, so I got off work late for a while." Chen Heng answered his previous question and then asked: "Why didn't you catch the bus?"
"I have added a half-hour class today."
"Then we really have a chance."
The next two people have nothing to say, Chen Heng put his gaze out of the window, watching the gradually retreating tree shadow and the sunset that is about to disappear into the sky, he seems to have never stopped to look at the scenery on the roadside.
Chen Heng’s mouth swelled in a curve, thinking that in fact, this meaningless thing was not as bad as he imagined.
Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the door of his community.
Chen Heng paid the fare, pushed the car out of the car, and his eyes fell on the young man sitting in the back seat. He bowed slightly, "Goodbye."
"Goodbye." The youth smiled faintly, and the narrow bangs covered his half face.
......
Back to the apartment, I was about to open the door, the door opened from the inside, Song Wenze directly rushed up to give him a warm hug, "Brother, you are back."
Chen Heng did not guard, almost fell, and reached out to support the door frame to stabilize the figure.
The corner of the mouth habitually reveals a gentle smile. When he saw Ou Yichen behind Song Wenze, he also bowed. "Yi Chen, you are here."
Ou Yichen "hmm", and turned over and let Chen Heng come in.
The air is filled with the scent of spicy hot pot.
Chen Heng swept a circle, and she saw the simmering simmering on the dining table in the living room and the vegetable meat washed alongside the pot.
"Have a hot pot today." He smiled and groaned.
Song Wenze proudly said: "The hot pot bottom is that I personally went to the supermarket to buy it."
On the side of Ou Yichen added: "These vegetables are washed together with Wenze, and these meats are also selected by me."
Is this reconciled?
This time the speed is really fast, Chen Hengxin said that he has not had time to take action.
The mouth is warm and gentle: "I am hungry, let's get started."
"Well, brother, you are late tonight, you are starving me." Song Wenze spoiled, while pushing Chen Heng's shoulders forward.
"You, you will not eat first if you are hungry."
After Song Wenze sat down on his shoulder, Chen Heng looked at the other side with a pitiful look.
The young man spit out his tongue. "I want to wait for my brother to come back to eat together." The hands kept moving, and the vegetables and meatballs were poured into the pot.
Chen Heng smiled helplessly, toward the side of Ou Yichen: "Reconcile? I said you can't separate."
"Who said it." Song Wenze's chopsticks on the hand, put the good beef in Chen Heng's bowl, and interjected: "I did not agree to reconcile with Ou Yichen, he is just my ex-boyfriend."

Is it?
Chen Heng turned his head and looked at Ou Yichen intently.
His eyelashes are long, long and straight, and his eyes are soft and flawless.
In the face of men hiding the pain but pretending to be careless, Ou Yichen’s heart sighed and said:
It’s true. I came here to want to come to eat rice. I didn’t think he was here.

This explanation is full of loopholes.
Not to mention that today is Monday, Chen Heng is going to work, let alone Ou Yichen bought all the hot pot materials. Obviously, it has been coming for a while. As the best friend of the original, wouldn’t he know when he got off work?
Chen Heng did not say that he was wearing his lies, and he sighed. "You are all such big people. If there is any misunderstanding, it will be fine. Don't break up like a child."
Ou Yichen did not speak, and Song Wenze on the opposite side drummed the drums to help the child. After seeing Ou Yichen, he said to Chen Hengdao: "I am serious this time. I will rely on my brother. I will go with my brother after not falling in love."
"You." Chen Heng laughed, shook his head and placed the good beef in the bowl of the youth. "This topic is set aside. Are you hungry? Eat hot pot."
Song Wenze only smiled and smiled and ate the mutton that Chen Heng helped him.
For a meal, Ou Yichen has been silent for a while.
Although he was greatly embarrassed, he did not know Su Shi’s feelings for him. He just saw the forbearing eyes. He didn’t know what happened and felt distressed. But he has become accustomed to Su Shi's good for him, do not want to puncture this layer of window paper, selfishly enjoy the other party's efforts, with friendship as an excuse.
Chen Heng noticed the quietness of Ou Yichen and clipped the good beef into his bowl. "How can it be unhappy? Is it because of Azer?"
"No." Ou Yichen shook his head.
Song Wenze glanced at him and said to Chen Hengdao: "Brother, don't care about him, I want to eat beef."
"Good." Chen Heng took back his sight and was busy giving Song Wenze beef. The movement in his hand has not stopped.
When I sent Ou Yichen and took Song Wenze into the room, Chen Heng packed up the mess on the table and stopped to rest for a while.
The stomach is a little hungry.
Just after I was busy with the two ancestors, the hot pot only ate two or three. Of course, there were so many peppers in the hot pot, which was too irritating to the stomach and could not be eaten.
The original Lord Su Shi had a stomach ailment, which was the time when his parents died to save money and starve. He was only twelve years old at that time, had to force himself to grow up, and used his small shoulders to prop up Song Wenze for a day.
From the age of 12 to 18, he relied on his parents' compensation and the money he had to do with odd jobs for his work with Song Wenze. Later, Song Wenze followed Ou Yichen, and Ou Yichen paid Song Wenze’s tuition. The burden on the original master was relaxed.
As for stomach cancer later, stomach disease is only an incentive. The most important thing is that the original owner does not know how to feel bad about himself and will not take care of himself.
He saved money and saved all his money. He wanted to give Song Wenze some decent dowry. After all, Ouyi Chen’s high-ranking family, Su Shi did not want Song Wenze to be looked down upon by the European family. The original owner once said that being able to see the two people he loves happily together is the happiest thing in his life.
You said how can there be such a stupid person in the world?
No one is good to him, then he is good to himself. Why bother to put his own life for the two people?
Chen Heng has always felt that feelings are a troublesome thing. The tragic ending of the original master has strengthened his belief in being single to death. After staying there for a while, he walked into the kitchen with his slender legs, skillfully boiled a bowl of noodles, hot noodles, and soothed stomach.
After a simple shower, Chen Heng returned to the room, opened the briefcase and took the anonymous letter out.
Inside is a comic book bound into a book.
The owner of the comics should be trained in a professional system, and the figures above are vivid. Chen Heng flipped through the comic page page by page, he would not admit his mistake, the prototype of the comic is him. The masters who painted these cartoons apparently observed the micro, and portrayed some of his casual little movements, drinking water, contemplation, work, hands and other buses, etc., and a piece of comics presented his life everyday. .
If it is an average person, you may think that these comics are very cute, but Chen Heng does not think so. It is not very good to be monitored by anyone at any time. not to mention--
Chen Heng slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at the more and more unsightly pictures on the booklet. On the comic book, the cartoon characters based on him are under the cloak of a person with a vague face, and the posture is sensual and drooling.
Turn to the end, drop a piece of paper: Do you like the gift I sent you?
The font is printed and pasted.
Hey.
Chen Heng turned on the lighter and burned the whole comic. The fire shone his eyes.
Oh, is there someone who is obsessed with him in this way?
The first is an anonymous package, and now it is an anonymous comic. Since the other party has the guts to provoke him again and again, he certainly has to accept this challenge.
The author has something to say:
small theater:
As the flower of Gaoling of X organization, no one dares to confess with Chen Heng.
Once, a new younger brother had no eyes, and Chen Heng, who had just stepped out of the sterile laboratory and wrapped his eyes tightly, became a general scientist.
"Hey, have you heard of Chen Heng?"
"..."
"It is said that he is a perverted person."
metamorphosis? Oh, this noun is fresh.
"A person who can be feared by all, and called a pervert in private, must be terrible?"
"..."
"I want to know what Chen Hengchang is like?" The voice of the younger brother.
Chen Heng ignored him and took off his dust jacket, dust cap and mask.
The people around him took a sigh of cold and murmured: "You look so good... look good."
Chen Heng no expression, when he wiped his body, left a faint sentence: "You have seen it."
"Eh?"