Zhang San, who had nothing to do, wandered out and saw his mother-in-law sunbathing with his wife. He didn't bother him. He came to the stables, found a horse at random, and prepared to go to the commune to take a look.
As the management agency of Zhangjiacun's industries, the commune now has a separate row of offices.
The largest one among them is of course Xiaoyu, the "Executive President and Finance Minister".
Because Muramasa is getting older, many things are now handled by Xiaoyu. Xiaolan has become Xiaoyu's secretary, except that she is sometimes dragged by her younger sister to read lines for the actors.
Assist Xiaoyu in handling some matters.
Zhang San came to Xiaoyu's office and knocked on the door. "Come in!" Xiaoyu said without raising her head when she heard someone knocking on the door.
At this time, Xiaoyu was the only one in the office.
"Xiaoyu is busy?" Zhang San opened the door and said.
"Sir, you are here!" Xiaoyu was very happy to see that the person coming in was Zhang San. She put down the account book in her hand and gave her "boss chair" to Zhang San.
This chair was specially made by Zhang San and Zhang Jin. It is different from the boss chair in the previous life. It can be raised, lowered and rotated freely.
Zhang San leaned back in his chair, saw the account book that Xiaoyu put on the table, and said: "Recently, I see that you go out early and come back late, which is very hard. You should pay more attention to your health. You can leave some tasks to your subordinates.
As long as you grasp the overall situation, there is no need to do everything yourself."
Xiaoyu poured a cup of tea for Zhang San, then walked behind Zhang San and gently squeezed Zhang San's shoulders.
"It's not hard. I feel that this kind of life is very fulfilling." Xiaoyu replied softly.
"It's not hard work, I've lost a lot of weight." Zhang San said pitifully, and at the same time reached out to hold Xiaoyu's little hand to prevent her from massaging him.
"Sit down and I'll rub your shoulders." Zhang San stood up and pulled Xiaoyu to the seat and sat down.
"No need, sir, I'm really not tired." Xiaoyu replied.
"If you're not tired, take a rest. Where's Xiaolan?"
"Xiaolan went to the paper factory. There's something going on there."
Zhang San gently kneaded Xiaoyu's shoulders and neck. Since Xiaoyu's back was turned to him, Zhang San didn't notice the slight blush on Xiaoyu's face at this time.
This was the first time Zhang San had physical contact with Xiaoyu since the night of New Year's Eve.
"People who sit in offices all year round are most likely to get cervical spondylosis. You should also pay more attention to rest. I will have someone put a bed here for you as soon as possible. You can take a nap when you are tired."
Hearing what Zhang San said, Xiaoyu chuckled: "Master, how can you work if someone puts a bed in the workplace?"
"Why not? Isn't it normal to have a bed in the office?" Zhang San asked.
"Forget it, I'm so embarrassed to be seen." Xiaoyu felt very comfortable after being kneaded by Zhang San, and she no longer felt as shy as before.
"It's up to me. When the time comes, I will design a bed to make sure you can sleep comfortably." When Zhang San spoke, his hands unconsciously pressed a little harder.
Xiaoyu was in pain and couldn't help shouting: Ah..."
"Sorry, I pressed too hard just now." Zhang San quickly gently rubbed Xiaoyu's neck.
Xiaoyu's face was red with embarrassment, just because the cry just now was so embarrassing.
Zhang San saw that Xiaoyu's neck was covered with a light pink color. He tilted his head and saw that Xiaoyu's little face was so bright.
It is inevitable that some thoughts will arise in my heart.
Thinking about the last time I rejected the little sheep that came into my mouth, I felt a little regretful.
Sensing that Zhang San had stopped, Xiaoyu called out softly: "Master, why are your palms sweating?"
Zhang San came to his senses instantly, "It's too hot in the room." Zhang San found a lame excuse to explain.
"Hot?" Xiaoyu was curious. It wasn't hot in the room.
"Sister Xiaoyu..." At this moment, Xiaolan ran back after delivering the documents, pushed the door open and walked in without knocking.
Then he saw his lordship standing behind Xiaoyu, with his hand still on Xiaoyu's shoulder, and Xiaoyu's face was also slightly red.
"Could it be..." There was already a big drama going on in Xiaolan's mind.
At the same time, he secretly blames himself for knocking on the door before coming in. Now that he has seen something he shouldn't have seen, will Sir Alex "kill people and silence them"?
"Ah, I left. I didn't see anything. You continue..." Xiaolan apologized quickly, then turned to go out.
Xiaoyu and Xiaolan have been together for a long time, so she naturally knew that Xiaolan might have some misunderstanding, so she quickly stopped Xiaolan: "You have watched too many dramas, haven't you? Have you sent the materials I asked you to send?"
Zhang San was also speechless. He didn't realize that this little girl was quite thoughtful.
When Xiaolan heard Xiaoyu's question, she turned around and said, "Leave it all to Zhang Xin, sister Xiaoyu, if Sir, I will go out first?"
Seeing Xiaolan's little eyes darting around, Zhang San said angrily: "It's not even time to get off work yet, so you are planning to skip work in front of us. Go back and do your work quickly. You are not very young.
This is not a small thought."
Hearing what Zhang San said, Xiaolan sat down in her seat with embarrassment.
There are only two desks in this office, one is Xiaoyu's desk, and the other near the door is Xiaolan's workstation.
Zhang San walked to the bench on the side and sat down, feeling that wherever he stayed recently seemed very redundant.
"Okay, you guys go ahead and get busy. I'll go out for a walk and go back early in the evening."
"Okay, sir."
Xiaoyu smiled sweetly, and she could naturally hear the concern hidden in Zhang San's words.
After Zhang San left, Xiaolan lay down beside Xiaoyu's desk and asked, "Sister Xiaoyu, you and the Duke were in the house just now..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Damn girl, have you been assigned too few tasks recently? Why don't I give you this bill too?"
"No, Sister Xiaoyu, you can do more work if you can. I'm afraid I'll cause trouble to you, so I'm going to do my thing." Xiaolan said playfully.
On weekdays, when no one else is around, the relationship between the two is naturally very good, just like sisters.
When Xiaoyu saw this little girl, she must have been thinking wildly, but she didn't intend to explain that she was Zhang San's person sooner or later. Everyone in the mansion, from the wife to the sweeper, knew this.
It turns out that Xiaoyu was worried that Fang Keying would not be able to tolerate her. Fang Keying revealed Xiaoyu's thoughts in private that time and almost didn't scare Xiaoyu. Fortunately, Fang Keying later said that she had no objection to Xiaoyu marrying in, and at that time she thought Xiaoyu was already married.
It's Zhang San's.
This made Xiaoyu so embarrassed that she couldn't even lift her head.
After explaining hesitantly for a long time, Fang Keying was able to convince Fang Keying that she and Zhang San had not gone beyond the realm of possibility.
Bored Zhang San wandered around and finally went home.
At the same time, he made up his mind not to stay at home tomorrow, but to go to Chang'an to look for a house and have Yiai and the others get together.
Counting the days, I haven't had a drink with them for a long time.