Chapter 9 Boss! Did he tease me?

But he remained calm and continued to read the whole poem in an extremely smooth tone.

Zhao Feiran couldn't help but be surprised. He thought that this young man who looked like a vase was the most intimidating, but the spoken pronunciation was very good.

Although--

He didn't understand the meaning.

I only know it is French.

"What's your poem called? I want to listen to the translated one." Zhao Feiran was intrigued, his eyes shining.

But Shen Zhouyi interrupted.

"Okay, the level is good, there is no better one, so just accept it." She didn't go to see the man sitting there, but she felt her throat itchy and her ears were hot. She unconsciously raised her hand and touched the earlobe.

Pei Jinxing turned his head lazy and did not miss her series of small moves.

He knows.

She understood.

Zhao Feiran nodded blankly: "The level is indeed very good...but don't you listen anymore?"

He especially wanted Shen Zhouyi to hear that the... unruly and depressed sexy spirit of this man just now when he was memorizing the core socialist values ​​with a purely English accent.

He almost couldn't stand it, a big man.

What environment is it? Raising such a good man.

If I don’t know, I thought I was reading some love words.

He has a natural good voice, and has won most of the time.

In order to test his level more, he asked him to read a poem in French.

How nice it sounds.

Why is the boss not happy to listen?

"Just as long as you think it's good."

Shen Zhouyi no longer expressed any opinions and turned around to pour water and drink it.

She let out a gentle sigh when she turned her back to them. For the second time, she was hooked by the little boy.

Could it be that she was single for too long?

She became furious even though she had done nothing.

Zhao Feiran scratched his head, looked at Pei Jinxing over there, and walked over and handed him an object: "Then congratulations on joining the company. This is a temporary work card for the gallery. It is 9 to 5 in the morning, and I need to do some translation, explanation, exhibition planning, and the boss's personal affairs. Do you understand?"

Pei Jinxing took it over, "Personal Affairs? Personal Secret?"

Zhao Feiran: "...It doesn't need to be so ambiguous, our boss is quite serious."

Shen Zhouyi: "…………” You don’t need to explain deliberately.

Pei Jinxing gave her a look at her thoughtfully, and a heartbroken smile suddenly overflowed from his throat.

It sounds like a person's ears, and he feels inexplicably panic.

He didn't say much and asked again: "Do you want to make a meal?"

Shen Zhouyi couldn't help but glance at him again.

He...so poor?

Zhao Feiran: "There are housing and meal subsidies."

Pei Jinxing got up, looked at his cell phone, and his drooping eyelashes were dizzy and red. He seemed to have not woken up and was tired: "Well, I'll go to work tomorrow."

He stepped on his long legs and left.

He glanced at Shen Zhouyi who was facing his back to him again, and said slowly: "You speak good French."

After saying that.

Then he left.

Shen Zhouyi stroked the mouth of the ceramic cup, turned around and looked at the door, and smiled violently.

Just surprised.

He was keen and directly exposes her pretended calmness.

Zhao Feiran didn't understand why the subtle atmosphere between the two was.

Could it be that the two of them had some deep brain wave exchange in front of him?

No?

"What does he mean?"

Shen Zhouyi took a sip of warm water and asked thoughtfully: "Was he requested that poem he read?"

Zhao Feiran whispered: "I think it's too common to memorize the core socialist values ​​he had just read in English, so I asked him to read some foreign masterpieces with emotion. What's the name of that song just now?"

Although I didn't understand.

But he knew that Shen Zhouyi should be clear.

Their boss is a talented woman.

"A poem by Tronstrom..." Shen Zhouyi said calmly as he walked towards his office: "Elegant poem."

Zhao Feiran: “…?”

His scalp numb and he quickly opened the browser and searched for the relevant ones.

Finally, I learned about the original text of the poem that Pei Jinxing read.

“…………”

Fortunately, he thought Pei Jinxing was very upright and high-end when reading aloud, which made people intoxicated. He thought it was a masterpiece with gorgeous rhetoric.

The result is a little yellow poem...

Zhao Feiran looked at the translated version.

After a while, he said resentfully: "...How dare he do?"

He asked him to read some emotional ones, but did not let him read the emotional ones too "eering".

A few seconds later, Zhao Feiran seemed to suddenly react and shouted loudly: "Ah my fuck? He just read this song Xiaohuang to me, is he..."

"Teaching me???"

This is a turn.

Let Shen Zhouyi, who was walking in front, say: “…………”

Zhao Feiran, who felt deeply "offended", was sweating all over.

Pudding and pudding turned around and chased Shen Zhouyi, but he was dissatisfied with nostalgia, "Boss, do you really want to hire this person? He is so old and inappropriate!"

He organized the language and said again: "Based on my thirty-two years of experience in judging people, I suddenly felt that this person had a very evil feeling, that kind of... I think about it." Two seconds later, "I don't have the intuition like a good person!"

A cultured hooligan!

Shen Zhouyi smiled when she heard this, walked to her drawing board, picked a utility knife in the pen holder, and lowered her eyes and sharpened the pencil finely.

"Didn't you say he's good at his level? He's not happy again."

Zhao Feiran said in an incredible tone: "It's not because I don't know that he was reading a yellow poem! He was so arrogant that he even asked me to run around and serve him. I really want to call in, not to be an ancestor!"

Shen Zhouyi smiled warmly: "It's okay, it's just a short-term position. In two months, it only depends on his personal ability. What else is there to be afraid of? Could it be that he is afraid that he will take me away and no one will pay you a salary?" She curled her lips, "As for teasing... don't worry, people have to face her fairy face since childhood, and their aesthetic taste must be high, and you are safe."

"boss!"

"Okay, I'm not kidding anymore, I know."

Shen Zhouyi patted Zhao Feiran on the shoulder, which was considered comforting.

Zhao Feiran opened his mouth and finally gave up with depression.

His boss, nothing else, is that he has a very good temper and has never seen her angry before, as if nothing can arouse her negative emotions.

Zhao Feiran left with resentment like a stray dog.

Shen Zhouyi still opened the music box with a romantic touch and played an English song.

After sharpening a handful of pencils carefully.

She was stunned for a while.

What do you think of after realizing it?

He got up again and went to the computer, and called up Pei Jinxing's resume and recorded it in detail.

The second line is age, 23 years old.

"So young..." She accidentally touched her forehead.
To be continued...