MTL - The Target Always Thinks That I Like Him!-Chapter 8 Male with cannon fodder original 8

Lu Ze’s voice fell, and the expressions of several people in the accompanying team suddenly became subtle, and then they suddenly looked surprised and looked at the cold.

Those who have a good thing go back and quietly check the company's registration information, and find that the cold is not only a partner, but also the founder of the second.

As a result, the rumors quickly turned. It is said that the new assistant to the company is the founding partner of the company. People have management rights to the company, and there are no hidden rules.

As for Zhang Jia, who left the company, he was soon forgotten by everyone.

After I heard about this, I was very surprised. I couldn’t help but ask Lu Ze: "How can I have my name?"

Lu Ze snorted and said: "The establishment of a company must have two or more shareholders, and you will be added by the time of registration."

In fact, one person is also ok, but the minimum registered capital is higher. Tianchen is actually a natural person's sole proprietorship. As for the name of the cold, why will it appear in the registration information, which is the change of Lu Zehe into the website. After all, the time is so short that even the procedures are incomplete.

I was very moved to the cold. I felt that the goal was really good for the original owner. Even the company divided him in half. Unfortunately, I liked the protagonist to accept it... No, the original owner also has equity. After the target is developed, he did not see him drink the soup, but instead Miserable?

He threw this doubt into the system, and the system was very helpless: "To Mr., he lied to you."

what? !

Losing myself these days, he worked hard to help him with laundry, sweeping the floor, and selling it. He spared no effort to create a solitude for him and the protagonist. He is not grateful, but he still lie to himself, the minimum trust between people?

He suddenly felt that he was moved by white and was wasting his feelings.

Lu Ze was working hard, and after a long while, he suddenly said: "Help me call a takeaway, I have to work overtime tonight."

He glanced at him and said, "I have to go to work, call yourself, I don't work overtime."

What is wrong with this? Lu Ze looked inexplicably, looked at the screen, and suddenly did not work, and he planned to leave after cleaning up.

Sun Shuya just sent the planning plan in, and Lu Ze stepped up. After receiving it, he said, "It’s hard, I will take it back."

"Good." Sun Shuya smiled, but after Lu Ze left, his face disappeared instantly.

Half a month ago, Lu Ze could be said to be a workaholic. It is normal to work overtime until two or three in the morning. Sun Shuya will accompany him every time, and the number will be noticed by Lu Ze. Coupled with his hard work and outstanding ability, he was quickly appreciated. After this familiarity, it is logical to call a takeaway, chat a few words, and discuss the work under overtime.

But after entering the company in the cold, everything changed. Every time as long as I walked to the cold, it took less than half an hour, and Lu Ze definitely followed. Even if you leave overtime occasionally, you must be together with the cold. Especially after several rumors, the cold has not been forced to leave, but Lu Ze has been more concerned with him.

Thinking of this, Sun Shuya looked a little dark. If you don't push for the cold, and the company is in crisis, it is not him who can overcome the difficulties with Lu Ze.

It seems that he needs to find out what happened to the bar that night. And Zhao Handong, who has been calm and quiet recently, has no movements, which is not like his style.

By the way, Zhao Handong always hates Lu Ze. As long as it is owned by Lu Ze, he wants to ruin it. If Zhao Handong knows how much Lu Ze cares about cold, maybe... he doesn't have to do it.

Although Zhao Handong’s madman stared at it, the end may not be very good, but Sun Shuya can only say sorry to the cold in her heart. Lu Ze should have been his own, he will not give up as before, but will not let people.

Lu Ze returned to his place of residence and smelled a strange smell when he opened the door. When I changed my shoes and walked into the living room, I saw that I was sitting on the sofa with my knees, holding the oily carton in one hand and holding the bamboo stick in one hand. I don’t know what to eat.

Lu Ze quietly approached. After seeing the darkness in the carton, the face suddenly became as black as the thing. He directly lifted it and threw it into the trash.

Looking at him with a cold face, looking at him with a dull look, after returning to God, his beloved fried stinky tofu has been with the garbage.

He suddenly fried Mao: "Why are you throwing me to eat? That is what I bought for myself."

"How many times have you told me, the stomach is not good, don't eat fried food. And you look at what you are eating, is the taste that people can smell?" Lu Ze's anger is no less than him.

Take a deep breath and then don't understand: "Nothing tastes, and it's delicious."

Lu Ze was about to collapse, biting his teeth: "Open the window." He couldn't stay in this room for a second.

Very aggrieved to the cold, it is obvious that the other party first threw his snacks.

After opening the window, he went straight to the room with his pillow. But after ten minutes in bed, he couldn't help but sit up: "Xiaojiu, do you say that he is too much?"

System: "But Mr. Xiang, this is the target rented accommodation, you eat very heavy food here, the target is not happy and normal."

Silence to the cold, a moment later weak and weak: "Is it really bad?" Even if it is unpleasant, can't you say it? Have to be directly thrown away?

"To Mr., you are coming to match him and the protagonist. Why do you care about his attitude towards you?" The system is very puzzled.

Xiang Han also stunned, and only half a sigh came out: "Alright, why should I care?" After the quilt was pulled, he fell asleep.

For the sake of life safety, Lu Ze did not dare to cook for the cold. After the meal, I saw that I was still asleep, and I ate it myself.

After dinner, he went back to work directly, and when he was busy, he found that it was already one o'clock in the morning. I went to the kitchen and took a look. I saw no porridge or vegetables. I couldn’t help but frown.

Although he did not yell to eat in the cold, he did not expect that the other party would have not eaten yet, and he would eat it himself when he was hungry. Lu Ze was worried that the subconscious would go to the cold room.

Sleeping to the middle of the night, the stomach began to hurt again, and wrapped in a quilt on the bed.

Lu Ze saw his painful face whitish, his forehead was full of sweat, his hair was damp, and he regretted and felt distressed. He helped his face and asked: "Is it painful? Is the medicine eaten? No, forget to wear clothes first. , let's go to the hospital."

After he finished, he went straight to the closet and found the clothes. He reacted to the cold for a long time, and said: "No, no, I have taken the medicine, and soon I will not hurt..." Mainly the system just helped him check it. There should be nothing after taking the medicine.

Lu Ze was not at ease, and he was dragged to the hospital. This time, I was not hospitalized, but the two of them had a few cold eyes with the doctor.

When I went back, I yawned to the cold and couldn’t help but complain: "I said it is not used, you have to come..."

"Quiet." Lu Ze also sighed, who is he for? A little white-eyed wolf with no heart!