The emperor of our family always dies

Chapter 6

Looking at Mr. Zhao who was explaining yesterday's matter to him with a serious face, Lu Sigu felt that he really had nothing to say except to reply him with an expression that he didn't know anything. After all, silence is golden. , At this time, you should carry on pretending to be stupid to the end.

But Zhao Youjun obviously misunderstood his silence, but he is usually shrewd and capable at work, with a quick mind, but now his brain is muddled, and his tongue seems to be pinched by someone. Not clear.

This kind of Mr. Zhao is completely different from the usual shrewd, serious and cold Mr. Zhao.

Lu Sigu couldn't help wondering whether the Mr. Zhao in front of him was the real Mr. Zhao. After all, there is a creature called twins in this world.

By the way, there is also soul wear, which is a time travel mode that he accidentally saw when he was inquiring about related cases on the Internet when he doubted the authenticity of Ming Yue's time travel.

Although the possibility is very small, there is a saying that says everything is possible.

Seeing that he was silent, Zhao Youyun asked tentatively, "So, do you understand what I mean?"

While speaking, he scratched his head subconsciously, and his black, shiny, smooth, and unruly hair was pulled and messed up by him.

"?"

Lu Sigu was wandering in his mind, and he didn't hear what he said just now. Seeing him looking at him with questioning eyes, he was a little confused for a while.

But with many years of experience in the workplace, at this time, you only need to nod in cooperation, and you can basically fool it.

Therefore, he quickly erased the doubt from his eyes, and nodded naturally.

Zhao Youyun was skeptical, but seeing his firm eyes and no extra expression on his face, he thought that he had listened to his own words just now.

So, he breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, he pulled the tie with his hands, revealing a section of his normally tightly wrapped neck.

Lu Sigu glanced at his neck, and the corners of his eyes twitched, but soon, the wave was quickly wiped away from his eyes.

"Mr. Zhao, if there's nothing else, I'll go out to work first."

Zhao Youjun wanted to confirm with him again, but didn't know how to speak, so he nodded to let him leave.

When he reached the door, Lu Sigu suddenly turned his head, "By the way, Mr. Zhao, I didn't hear anything yesterday, and I didn't hear anything today, so don't worry." After speaking, he pushed the door open and left.

Zhao Youjun was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to realize what he meant by what he said before he left. At the same time, he felt extremely ashamed of his aggressive words and deeds.

But in the end, the misunderstanding was resolved.

He leaned heavily on the back of the chair, and subconsciously looked at the photo frame on the desk. In the photo, Eleven was sitting on the grass with a fluffy toy dog ​​in his arms, smiling brightly.

Looking at Eleven's smiling face, Zhao Youjun's usually cold eyes softened a lot, but soon, the tenderness in those eyes shrank little by little, and finally replaced by embarrassment and anger.

On the glass of the frame, Zhao Youyun's frontal figure was reflected, especially the part of his neck that was just exposed. On the neck, a small hickey was looming, which was very dazzling in his eyes.

He also finally understood why Lu Sigu had a strange look in his eyes just now and said that to him before going out.

Is this even jumping into the Yellow River and you can't wash it off?

Zhao Youjun suddenly wanted to find something to smash, but he searched the office for a week, but couldn't find anything suitable. Finally, he caught a glimpse of the pen that someone gave him on the table, his eyes froze, and he broke it with his bare hands.

……

In short, today's work is not very pleasant.

In the next period of time, Lu Sigu could consciously or unconsciously feel a gaze coming from somewhere, like a sharp ice edge in winter, which made his back feel chills intermittently.

It was at this time that he realized how close his desk was to Mr. Zhao's office, and it was right behind him. The feeling of being gouged out from behind by someone all the time couldn't be more sour. .

After completing the entry procedures, Wen Yan ran over to him and asked him enthusiastically and excitedly, "Master, is there anything I can do for you?"

Lu Sigu was a little dazzled by his smile that was brighter than the sun, and casually took out a few books from the pile of documents on his desk and handed them to him: "This is a project that our company has done in the past, please read it first. , to have a general understanding of the basic situation of the project.”

Wen Yan took these project documents in doubt, and asked uncertainly, "That's all?"

"Ok".

Lu Sigu nodded solemnly, and said nonsense: "This is part of the training content for newcomers. You should first familiarize yourself with the company's environment and business processes and lay a solid foundation. In this way, it will be easier to get started in the future."

"So that's how it is." Wen Yan looked suddenly enlightened, "I thought the master disliked me as a newcomer, I don't know anything, and I'm clumsy enough to cause trouble for you."

"How could it be..." Lu Sigu looked away from Wen Yan's sincere face with a guilty conscience, he was afraid that if he continued to look at it, his eyes would be blinded by his too dazzling smile.

"Then thank you, master."

Wen Yan thanked Lu Sigu with his 360-degree perfect smiling face, then walked towards his desk with a pile of books in his arms.

His desk is on the left side of Lu Sigu, not far away, but there is a corridor and a row of other seats in the middle.

After about an hour, Lu Sigu couldn't help but glanced at Wen Yan, and saw that he was concentrating on flipping through the book in his hand, looking like he was studying hard, no less than the students at school, he couldn't help but feel a burst of emotion. gratified.

After finally surviving the off-duty time, Lu Sigu quickly packed up his things and left, as long as he was not forced to work overtime, he would never stay in the office for a second longer.

Fortunately, his work efficiency is high, and the projects are always completed relatively well. The leader has no complaints about his habit of not working overtime, but other colleagues, every time they see Lu Sigu's back leaving gracefully, they are envious. .

But after all, without Lu Sigu's casual and free and easy, even if they are asked to leave work on time, they will feel uneasy, and always feel that there is something left to be done, which is probably just hard work.

Not everyone can live life as they want, and not everyone has the energy and leisure to pursue poetry and distant places.

This is life, full of frustrations.

……

For the next few days, Lu Sigu had to endure this inexplicable eye knife every day. Although he vaguely guessed the reason, it still made him feel uncomfortable all over.

On this day, as usual, Lu Sigu left the company as soon as the off-duty time came.

It's late autumn, and the air has added a little bit of coolness. The two rows of ginkgo trees in front of the company's gate have already been coated with a layer of golden yellow. When the autumn wind hits, the leaves are rolled into the air and fall one after another. nice.

Lu Sigu stepped on the golden leaves, listening to the rhythmic creaking sound from the soles of his feet, recalling the situation when he went to work these days, he felt inexplicably weird.

When I got home, as soon as I opened the door, I saw Ming Yue hurriedly hid something under the table in a panic, staring at me vigilantly like a cat that has done something bad.

Lu Sigu glanced under the table and asked him, "Are you... stealing instant noodles?"

Ming Yue shook his head, and denied it: "How is it possible, do I seem to be someone who would steal instant noodles?"

Lu Sigu reached out and fanned the air into his nose a few times, taking a deep breath.

"Then what's the matter with the thick old sauerkraut instant noodles wafting in the air? Is there something wrong with my nose?"

"..."

Mingyue blushed, as if someone had caught something, it was very embarrassing, but he was pampered since he was a child, and the emperor was used to putting on airs, so he couldn't help saying stiffly: "What's wrong with me eating instant noodles, what do you do?" The food here is so unpalatable, I finally found a decent dish, what kind of attitude do you have?"

Hearing what he said, Lu Sigu's face immediately turned black. He has lived alone for so many years, and he thinks that his ability to live at home is acceptable. Although his cooking skills are not as good as those of chefs in restaurants, they are still at a decent level.

Is this guy born with a peculiar taste, or did he damage his taste nerves during the journey?Picking and picking like this, I really don't know how those royal chefs in his palace survived.

Working under such an emperor, wouldn't anyone rise up to resist, overthrow the tyrant in one fell swoop, and establish a new regime full of equality, harmony, and benevolence?

Lu Sigu rubbed the center of his brows, he felt that he was easily tired and tired recently.

Well, he admits that it is still very uncomfortable for his cooking skills to be easily pk by a bucket of instant noodles.

Since Ming Yue loves instant noodles, let him eat it, and save himself from washing an extra bowl.

Thinking of this, Lu Sigu felt much more at ease. He remembered that because of Mingyue’s incident recently, he hadn’t played a game for a long time, so he didn’t even care about changing his clothes. He rushed into the bedroom, quickly turned on the computer, and logged on. Log in to the game account and open the background of the live broadcast at the same time.

Seeing that Lu Sigu no longer interfered with his eating instant noodles, Mingyue felt relieved, and hurriedly got under the table to get instant noodles.

When he saw the noodles he had been thinking about, he was immediately dumbfounded.

Not only were there no noodles in the bucket that was supposed to hold the delicious instant noodles, but even the noodle soup was reduced by half. There were only a few vegetable grains floating on the soup surface, which looked like a lake in winter, desolate and desolate.

But the culprit was lying on the carpet leisurely and comfortably, licking his lips with his long tongue, as if he was reminiscing about the unexpected delicious meal just now, without smelling any danger at all.

Looking at the big golden hair balls on the carpet, Mingyue's eyes suddenly ignited with flames of anger, but the flames subsided after a short time.

There was an evil smile on the corner of his mouth, Ming Yue rolled up his wide sleeves, his whole body exuded a sinister aura, like a demon crawling out of hell, which made people shudder.