Before getting off work, Zhou Song turned off the computer, and Han Feilu's phone number was pinched. He answered the phone and walked out: "I'm off work, where are you? Sister Liu's food stall? Is this a place name? How do I know where Sister Liu's food stall is? I'm sorry to see what address the road, lane, and number, or send a location directly? I'm really convinced you, WeChat location, go find the elderly."

It is now off work time and one of the most frequently used elevators. In front of the three elevators, all surrounded the employees in this building. Zhou Song looked around for a moment and thought that it would take at least five or six minutes to get into the elevator. He looked east. There was also an elevator in the corridor adjacent to the stairwell to the east. It was empty and there was no one. Although there was no explicit regulation, this elevator was a special elevator for the leadership that was agreed upon.

Seeing that no one was queuing there, Zhou Song walked over after hesitation. For him, as long as the functions of these elevators are not different, there is no difference between the people taking the elevator. Unless it is impossible to take the ladder, all other elevators can be used. Taking a lift can distinguish between people in the upper and lower levels. It is really a problem.

He hugged his arms and waited for the elevator, ignoring the gaze of the employees beside him. The elevator door opened quickly. He raised his foot and walked in. He braked urgently after just one step, and turned around and walked away. The moment the elevator opened just now, he saw Liang Ju and Zhou Lingjun standing inside. Liang Ju held his mobile phone and placed it between him and Zhou Lingjun. The two of them didn't know what they were looking at, so they probably didn't realize that he was the person who wanted to enter the elevator just now.

However, he underestimated Liang Jue's eyesight, and after taking a few steps, he heard Liang Jue shouting behind him: "Stop!"

Zhou Song stopped, reluctant to turn around, and smiled and said, "Brother Ah."

Liang Yu blocked the elevator door with his hand and leaned out to look at him: "What are you running? Come back."

Zhou Song had to turn back, walked into the elevator, stood honestly against the wall of the sedan chair, and did not dare to look at Zhou Lingjun's face: "Brother."

As soon as he came in, Zhou Lingjun stared at him with red hair, frowning as if he had a knot: "What's going on with hair?"

After dyeing his hair, Zhou Song predicted the consequences of being seen by Zhou Lingjun, so he avoided going upstairs in the company today. He deliberately avoided Zhou Lingjun. He never thought that he had capsized in the gutter and hit Zhou Lingjun. He lowered his head and whispered: "I... dyed it."

Zhou Lingjun looked very stern: "I know you've dyed it, is it yours? Why is it dyed so frivolous?"

Liang Yu stood by and watched the fun with a smirk.

Zhou Song caught a glimpse of his face that was not too big when watching the fun, and had an idea: "My bet and I lost, and I am willing to accept the loss."

Zhou Lingjun was even more angry and turned to look at Liang Jue: "You asked him to deform?"

The fire suddenly burned on Liang Ji. Liang Ji immediately realized that Zhou Song wanted to pull him over, but he did not dare to expose Zhou Song's tricks because he was afraid of attracting Zhou Song to retaliate in the future. He had a lesson in the past. Zhou Song had caused trouble for him in the past, but he threw the blame back. As a result, Zhou Song held a grudge against him and asked him for trouble for a month, which made him spend a month of restless birthday trembling. Now that Zhou Song has grown up, his methods will only be worse than before, and it is even more appropriate to provoke him.

In order to eliminate future troubles, Liang Zhi could only be a sucker: "I, he, this, I was having fun with him, who knew he really went to get infected."

Zhou Lingjun has always scolded Liang Jue too much, and even reserved his power for Liang Jue in front of Zhou Song. No matter how unhappy he is, he can only erase seven or eight points of his anger and said, "If you lose this bet this time, you will let him dye his hair red. Will you let him shaved his head next time? Take him to dye it back tomorrow."

Liang Jue said "Okay", and then watched Zhou Song grinding his teeth.

Zhou Song turned his face and refused to look at him, and proudly raised one corner of his lips.

Seeing him laughing treacherously, Liang Yu was so angry that he deliberately asked him to trouble him: "Put your clothes and see that your buttons are open to your belly button."

In order to be greedy for the cold, Zhou Song's suit jacket was open without a tie, and the buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned to the third one. Although it looked a bit unsanctified, it was still a thousand miles away from exposing his navel.

Zhou Song: "You care about me, I'll be cool."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lingjun frowned and his anger rose: "What's your attitude? Is Ah Yu wrong? Can you find a second employee like you in the whole building who is as untidy as you? Look at your current appearance, your face is not well-organized and your clothes are not well-dressed. A few days ago, he threw his colleague's cell phone into the water. He didn't learn any rules at all after working for so long. He became more and more free and casual, and learned some tricky and perverted bad tempers."

Zhou Song didn't dare to say anything, and lowered his head and tied the buttons silently.

The elevator door opened, Zhou Lingjun walked out with Zhou Song and Liang Jue following closely. Zhou Lingjun said: "Now it seems that letting you live alone is to raise a gu. If no one looks at you, you will let yourself go without any limit. Go back to pack your things at night and move to live with me tomorrow."

When Zhou Song heard this, he seemed to be thundering, and stood there for several seconds. Then he ran a few steps and pulled Liang Jue away, and distanced himself from Zhou Lingjun, and asked in a low voice: "What should I do?"

Liang Yu was also a little panicked, but he glanced at him calmly: "What should I do?"

Zhou Song said anxiously: "I won't be with you--"

Zhou Lingjun walked fast and had already left the glass door of the first floor lobby, but people kept passing by, with many eyes. Liang Ji covered his mouth without waiting for him to finish shouting: "You shout louder, I will help you move tonight."

The two walked out of the office building, and Zhou Song said, "If you dare to help me move, I dare to live there. I don't believe you will live better than me."

Liang Jue said, "Don't worry, I'll find a way." After that, he headed towards the parking lot.

Zhou Song took out his cell phone, and Han Feilu sent a position. He walked to the side of the road and called a taxi and told the driver the address. The taxi immediately drove away at lightning. The driver was an old driver with a serious road rage. He was driving while scolding the surrounding cars and kept braked on the road. Even though Zhou Song was rarely motion sick, he turned pale in the car.

After finally getting off the bus, he stood by the road and took a few deep breaths before looking for the "Sister Liu food stall" in the shops on both sides of the road. Suddenly, he heard a whistle sounding across the street. He looked in the sound and saw Han Feilu standing by the roadside waving to him, waving his arm like a wiper.

He walked across the road, and Han Feilu bit a toothpick and looked at him with a squinted eyes until he walked up to him, then took off the toothpick, pointed to his head, and asked, "Is this a wig?"

Zhou Song shook his hair confidently and raised his chin: "Really."

Han Feilu: "...when did it dye?"

Zhou Song: "I was in the barber shop that day, and I got dyed as soon as you left."

Han Feilu still didn't believe it, so she reached out to touch it, lifted up a strand of Zhou Song's hair and looked carefully, and believed that Zhou Song was really dyed red. He looked at Zhou Song's face for a while and then said, "I|Fuck."
Chapter completed!