Assistant Lin Has Something To Say

    If there is anything in this world that runs faster than the holidays, it must be the Spring Festival holiday. It seems that the former Qin Dynasty is very long, and the Bigao shopping mall has been warming up since New Year's Day; and the aftertaste is far away, in the minds of many people, but the end of the first month is not the end of the new year; but except for children and students, ordinary people can really enjoy When it comes to the fun of the New Year, I am afraid it will be just seven days.

    He Jianshan and Lin Hui are no exception.

    It is hard to imagine that they almost spent the whole Spring Festival at home. Obviously they have been in love for so long, but the Spring Festival seems to be superimposed with game buffs, so that the two people's warm love began to sway in these short days—

    I don’t have to work, I don’t want to go out, my phone is left aside, my clothes are in a mess, they are everywhere in the house: on the bed, on the sofa, on the carpet, even In the bathtub that Kaamiyama had been thinking about for a long time—

    Lin Hui was soaked all over, hugged He Jianshan and laughed non-stop: "You are crazy, He Jianshan."

    He Jianshan touched his fingers and kissed him all the way. Following his movements, Lin Hui slowly closed his eyes.

    There is nothing in this world that can make people fall more than this Spring Festival.

    On the seventh day of the first lunar month, Wanzhu officially went to work.

    He Jianshan went to the company early in the morning. Wanzhu has a tradition. On the first day of construction after the new year, the big leader will stand at the door and give red envelopes to all employees who come to work, which means that the work will be smooth and everything will be fine.

    By the time Lin Hui arrived at Wanzhu, He Jianshan had already made it. Before entering the building, he saw He Jianshan standing there from a distance, with Annie, Zhao Xiaoxiao and other people beside him.

    Lin Hui looked at the line that was neither long nor short, and immediately regretted it. He forgot about He Jianshan's intention to stand at the door and give out red envelopes. He was wondering if he was going up the freight elevator secretly, but Zhao Xiaoxiao had sharp eyes, and immediately saw Lin Hui, jumped up and waved his hand to greet him: "Lin Assistant, Lin Assistant, here, get a red envelope!"

    Everyone at the scene looked in Lin Hui's direction, even He Hejian looked over. Lin Hui and He Jian looked at each other, and before he could react, the people in the queue shouted, "Lin Assistant, Happy New Year, come here to line up!"

    Lin Hui bravely walked over and stood at the end of the line, chatting with familiar people while walking slowly forward. When it was his turn, there were still many employees around. Lin Hui lowered his head slightly, staring at the red envelope that appeared in front of him. He was about to take it away, but He Jianshan didn't let go. Lin Hui raised his eyes and saw that He Jianshan had put another piece of candy on the red envelope.

    The sugar is in the decorative basket at the front desk, a white cotton candy, I don't know when He Jianshan got it.

    A group of people who watch the fun and don't think it's a big deal started to boo: "Oh—"

    Even Annie was excited: "Why does Lin Zhu have candy, and we don't have any?"

    The crowd burst into laughter. No matter how thick-skinned Lin Hui was, his face turned red all of a sudden. On the contrary, He Jian had a faint smile on his mouth, and he didn't seem to have any plans to rescue him.

    Lin Hui didn't care, he peeled the candy and stuffed it into his mouth: "You guys are too bold, you dare to make fun of the boss, when I go to Ninghai in March, See who covers you."

    The people watching the fun started to shout again: "Ah, don't, Lin Zhu-"

    "Lin help you don't go!"

    "Lin Assistant, go home often to see—"

    With the lively chatter and laughter, Lin Hui returned to the office all the way. At this moment, He Jianshan and Zhao Xiaoxiao were both downstairs, and the 12th floor was very quiet. When Lin Hui opened the door, the first thing that caught his eye was the place next to the computer where he used to be with the building block flower, where there was a bunch of beautiful white roses.

    They stand quietly in a transparent vase, dignified and gentle.

    Back to the office after a long absence, Lin Hui felt very comfortable. He had just poured himself water and was about to start his day's work when he heard someone knock on the door. Lin Hui raised his head: it was He Jianshan. He saw He Jianshan facing the light and walking towards him slowly.

    Lin Hui couldn't help laughing: "Morning, Mr. He."

    When He Jianshan approached, Lin Hui realized that he was holding a box in his hand. He stared at the box curiously until He Jianshan put it in front of him.

    Lin Hui knew it in his heart: "It seems that in addition to the red envelope, I have a surprise to receive. Is this the gift you said a few years ago?"

    "It can't be called a gift - Assistant Lin, why don't you guess what's inside?"

    Lin Hui glanced at He Jianshan's expression, and then looked at the box: "Look at this size—a watch? It means 'every second of your life has me' or something."

    He Jianshan raised his eyebrows: "The idea is good, I will use it next time."

    "Isn't it so?" Lin Hui was in trouble. He Jianshan always had a lot of ideas for gifts, and it was too hard to guess, "I won't guess, I want to look directly."

    The box in front of him was very delicately packaged with dark blue ribbons. Lin Hui tied the untied ribbons to the rose pole beside him, and couldn't help but complained: Pots of funds give gifts, each one is like this, the standard of all kinds of bows seems to be pulled from a book, my roommate once suspected that Wanzhu has any indicators of inheriting the culture of various knots."

    There is also a small box inside the box, Lin Hui took it out and looked at it, but could not find the LOGO, he looked at He Jianshan suspiciously: "I opened it?"

    He Jianshan smiled and nodded.

    "Let me tell you," Lin Hui ignored his tricks and gently opened the box, "If it's not as good as a kaleidoscope, I'll—"

    Lin Hui paused.

    It is a ring.

    The box contained a pair of rings, shining brightly in his hands.

    Lin Hui suddenly looked at the person in front of him, but He Jianshan just looked at him tenderly. It took a long time for Lin Hui to regain his senses. He wanted to take out the rings, but He Jianshan closed the box before him and took them away.

    Lin Hui hurriedly stood up, just about to reach out his hand, but suddenly realized something and couldn't help but withdraw his hand. He coughed and whispered, "Just... what do you mean?"

    He glanced at He Jianshan, and then turned to the white rose next to the computer: the soft petals were touched by the sunlight, revealing a velvety texture, so beautiful that one could not take their eyes off.

    He Jianshan quietly admired Lin Hui's appearance at the moment, then took out a document from his side, put it in front of him, and said softly: "Sign them first. Sign it, I'll tell you."

    His voice was like the marshmallow he just ate downstairs, soft and sweet, tempting Lin Hui to lower his head.

    That is a complete set of information changed by Wanzhu's shareholders: the place where the ID card should be posted, the place where the ID card should be filled in, and the place where the seal should be stamped are also stamped, and all those that need to be signed The places were marked with pencils, and now, it was time for Lin to return to complete the process.

    Lin Hui suddenly became flustered. He just held the document so helplessly, it took a long time before he remembered to sit down, and after fumbling on the table for a long time, he finally found a pen.

    It was an ordinary black pen, which was purchased and distributed by Wanzhu General Management Department. Lin Hui has been using this pen for a long time, only half of the ink is left in the barrel, and the white printing on the pen sleeve is too worn to see clearly. On this desk, he used this pen to arrange He Jianshan's itinerary, organize important meeting materials, and revise countless contract documents.

    Lin Hui raised his head.

    Across a desk, He Jianshan was looking at him intently. He held the box tightly in his hands, and there was no smile on his face. If other people saw him, they would only think that Mr. He was a little serious, but Lin Hui knew that he was nervous.

    For some reason, he suddenly remembered that when he and He Jianshan were together on the first day, he seriously said to He Jianshan that it was not appropriate to fall in love at work and in the workplace, but his love, But it was born out of this day and night of work—

      Endless meetings and discussions... everything in this building recorded all his joys, passions and pains.

    He never understood why He Jianshan always likes to find out all the moments when he loves him. He took pleasure in digging out all the fragments related to himself from his memory, and then dismantling the emotions at that time. Just like that evening, whenever he finds it, he always gently and tirelessly tells himself about the late moonlight over and over again.

    And now, he suddenly became curious, when did he fall in love with He Jianshan?

    Which day? Which time period? which second?

    It is clear that most of his work content is repeated trivial and busy, why does it become different from a certain moment?

    Lin Hui's hand was a little sloppy.

    He took a deep breath and took a long time to grasp the pen. He needed to sign his name in the lower right corner of the top A4 sheet of paper.

    This is just one of them.

    He has a lot of documents to sign.

     At exactly 9:00, Wanzhu's day began.

      She called out; Annie would come over in 30 minutes to check the work schedule for the first week, and she said she brought him a cup of coffee; and He Jianshan, the general manager who always arrived later than him, is now standing in front of him, expecting looking at him-

    Lin Hui lowered his eyes and dropped the first stroke of the day.

    Like any day in the past—

    As the first assistant of Wanzhu Group, Lin Hui's day always starts with signing.

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    The author has something to say:

    1. Thank you all for accompanying Lin Hui for eight years, step by step into He Jianshan's heart. I hope I have the feeling of writing a soul mate. Throughout this article, I try to capture every subtle moment in their love. Although those moments are not all sweet, they are the traces of their love. Just like the love arrangement He Jianshan wanted to give Lin Hui in the text, this is what I, Gao Wen, want all readers to feel—Cheng Yu, editor-in-chief, enthusiastic, like the soft moonlight, and like a blooming rose. thank you all.

    2. About Fanwai. There should be an earlier post on the weekend, as well as the planned longer episode "An Interesting Dream". Anyway, dreaming, let the 35-year-old Mr. He wear the shell of a 25-year-old and meet a 20-year-old college student Go back to Lin, satisfy him, I made up my mind and thought it should be quite interesting.

    3. About the new article. If you don't mind, you can bookmark "One Tree Produces Flowers" in my column. In fact, I haven't thought about what to write in the next article, but the name copy will be changed directly from this pit.

    4. There are more things I want to say about Shan Jian Linhui, and put it on my Weibo. Welcome everyone to come and play with me.

    5. Thank you again for your company.