the supervisor who felt that he was about to be murdered, this time too frightened to speak, trembling, watching the two slowly walk towards him.

He told himself not to panic, this kind of occasion, small case, what big wind and waves have not seen, when Lao Tzu was bouncing in his mother's belly, these two boys did not know which piece of sky was still floating, even if it was an onion, garlic was not, small sample.

Yan Chi supported the railing and jumped down the steps, Lin Que followed closely behind, the supervisor watched their large-scale movements, his heart jumped, and secretly thought to himself, where can he beat two young men in their twenties with old arms and legs, I am afraid that today will be completely explained here.

Lin Que looked at him with a wrong look and asked him, "What's wrong supervisor?" The

supervisor touched the door of his light brain, he was in a hurry, what to do, what to do, he was eager to stomp his feet in the same place, begging them not to embarrass a poor person with old and young, it is not easy to come out to beg for life.

But he couldn't say it, so he finally patted his head and trembled: "What's going on with my ears, the wind is too big, ah, a little bit inaudible, wait, Yan Chi, Lin Que, why are you here?" Not

an academic school, nor a science class, it is understandable to be able to act like this, but the proportion of the drama is too heavy, the supervisor and so on after they have finished speaking, they all want to beat their mouths, what neuropathy, there is something wrong with it, this is, pretentious, not systematic.

Yan Chi and Lin Que: "? TThe

two looked at each other for a moment, and finally came out to speak on behalf of Fang Linque: "Are you okay supervisor, can't you hear the ears, do you need to go to the hospital to see?" The supervisor nodded: "The

ear is not very good, I don't need to go to the hospital for the time being, I have old and young people in my family, and I can't afford to pay for that little medical fee." Yan

Chi Plugged. Come in and say, "Don't you have health insurance?"

Lin Que frowned and subconsciously replied: "Is the salary not too high and stressful?" We still cherish talents, and if you have difficulties, you can apply with the personnel side, and they will help you solve them. These

two words of ours, eager to let the whole world know that the Lin clan is about to be included in them, ambitious, intolerable, the supervisor shook his head solemnly: "No, I am disabled." How

did this go all over to the point where the body had a disability, and moreover, the way it was like a flow of answers, it was quite good to show his ears, Lin Que looked at his reaction, confused for a moment, and understood: "Oh, you see me and Xiao Chi here?"

He immediately and generously pulled Yan Chi over and introduced him: "We were originally a couple, we have all received the license, but we are not particularly familiar with everyone at the beginning, so we have hidden it for a while, you don't mind." The supervisor is

now smarter, downhill: "Right, right, I'm afraid you're embarrassed, or I'm recognized by you, blame me for my bad acting skills." HHe was

busy leaving, Lin Que looked at his brain door that was bright enough to interfere with the normal route, there was no grass on the top, it was really pitiful, subconsciously shouted at him, asking: "Do you usually work hard?" The

supervisor looked back, Lin Que felt that his smile was quite a bit of a hero's stifling ambition: "Hard, we do finance too hard, you see my hair, that is, at that time, before for a project to stay up for many days, the pressure is high, but worth it, for the company, Xiao Que I see your hair volume, probably can last a few years, but usually have to pay attention to ah."

Lin Que nodded and watched him leave.

When the people were far away, Yan Chi hurriedly pulled Lin Que over: "Don't look, everyone is gone." "Be

a good employee and give him a raise later." Lin Que first evaluated such a conscientious supervisor, and then touched his head, worried, "Stay up late working like him, will you lose your hair?"

Yan Chi shook his head: "I don't know, according to genes, you should not, but you usually think too much, and it may not be good." Lin Que was

not particularly satisfied with his answer, according to his idea, Yan Chi had to say so, even if you lost your hair, I like you.

If Yan Chi said this, he would be more satisfied.

In the afternoon, the group leader assigned him a temporary task, Lin Que's current work, mainly for the company, as well as external companies to provide relevant data consulting services, the task at hand is more urgent, Yan Chi took time to help Lin Que share a part of the data, when he returned from work, there was still most of it not completed.

Usually Lin Que is still very happy, not finished, big deal to hold home to continue to do, today think of the pressure, stay up late baldness possibility, the whole child is full of frustration, carrying a laptop behind Yan Chi, thinking about his hair.

Yan Chi looked at him wrong, asked him why, cried and laughed, and jokingly proposed to him: "Then you let your father help you for a while, the three of us, enough?" Joke

words, where can ah, the son can not finish the work, but also Lao Tzu on the field to solve half, this father should be too depressed, afraid that Lin Zehai heard, can vomit a few liters of blood on the spot, but Yan Chi did not expect that his voice just fell, Lin Que's eyes lit up, turned to look at him, it seems to be a good idea.

Good idea your sister, Yan Chi wants to teach Lin Zehai a lesson for him first, saying that there is really some truth in not filial piety, and the angry people are really angry, the old man is old, and he can't stand this.

Yan Chi said Lin Que all the way, whether he listened to it anyway Yan Chi was not clear, he only knew that when Lin Que saw Lin Zehai in the garage, his eyes that were originally gray were suddenly bright as if he saw hope, seeing that there was no one around, he pulled Yan Chi to the front.

The supervisor slowly followed Lin Zehai all the way downstairs to the garage.

This afternoon, he was ghostly, his mind was at war with heaven and man, and he sketched out many of his tragic endings, tragic revenge, or eclipsed, and could not end well, cowardice made him choose to shut up, but justice finally spurred him to stand up and deal with it.

The supervisor saw that there was no one around, and when he was about to go to the front to report the whistleblower, he stopped again, thinking that this behavior was really inappropriate, too hasty, and he should probably think of a better point, such as anonymous email, and so on, without revealing his identity.

So when he was about to leave the scene, he saw Lin Que pulling Yan Chi to the direction where the chairman was, and shouted: "Dad."

Lin Zehai replied to him: "Hmm. Although the attitude is serious and does not smile, it has confirmed the father-son relationship between the two people.

No one knows that the supervisor stood in the cold underground garage for nearly half an hour that day, and he began to think about his life and the problems of wild thoughts, and even found that he was lost at the crossroads of life, dazed.

He loved literature in college, although he chose to major in finance, Ping Su loved to go to the school's drama club to make cameos, preferred script writing work, and even thought of making a living from it, but under the pressure of his parents, he finally chose to engage in the financial industry, and after nearly twenty years, he never wrote.

His wild thinking, the problem of being able to perform a large section of the plot in his head in an emergency, is probably also this hobby, the supervisor sighed, stood there with his back hand for a long time, very strange, clearly irrelevant, he finally suddenly thought, and then told himself that I should pursue my interests.

Lin Que climbed into the car, and the business car was spacious and more than enough to accommodate several people.

Yan Chi pulled the corner of his clothes in the back, afraid that he would say that kind of rebellious words, afraid that his father was not angry to death, and he had to die and turn into a fairy, fortunately, Lin Que was not as angry as he thought, he opened the computer, pointed to one of the pages and asked Lin Zehai: "Dad, what do you think of this question, I just thought about it for a long time, I remember, I have to ask you."

After

he finished speaking, he also turned around and blinked with Yan Chi, a young man in his twenties, who had worked for two or three years earlier, and when he did this action, his face was still a little angry, and he was quite cunning, like staying at the age of seventeen or eighteen, the most beautiful time.

Dare to love this is simply to scare him.

Yan Chi breathed a sigh of relief, touched his head, felt bald, secretly pushed Lin Que, reached out and pinched the soft flesh around his waist, Lin Que reached out to find his troubled hand, held it hard, and refused to let go.

The two of them darkened Chen Cang under the eyes of their parents, which was really exciting.

Lin Zehai had to wear glasses to see the things in it, his face was majestic, and the look of smiling and squinting at home was a little different, probably not out of the working state, looking a little difficult to approach, the atmosphere in the carriage was also a little serious and depressing.

He coughed softly, cleared his throat, and was about in disbelief, turning his head to ask Lin Que, "What do you think?"

Lin Que turned the computer to his side: "I wrote an opinion on it, Dad, have you seen it?" What he is talking

about now is a project that Lin Shi was not optimistic about at first and has planned to give up, Lin Zehai has made instructions, the relevant funds have long stopped supplying, the project is in a state of half-deadness, and only the last breath is left to survive.

Lin Que occasionally found files on the official website that day, downloaded them and studied them for a while, calculated some data, and finally came up with results that were very different from their decisions, and he felt that he could, and even should increase investment.

Lin Zehai watched for a moment, he never spoke, pursing his lips, making it difficult to grasp the thoughts in his heart, Lin Que was usually old and immodest in front of him, and now he was also rubbing his hands nervously, waiting for his father to speak.

Probably for the first time, he had let their abilities appear in front of his father, afraid of questioning and refuting, so he was nervous like a bride marrying for the first time, although he felt that his algorithms and ideas were not wrong, and he had confidence.

Yan Chi leaned over to look at it, unexpectedly, and whispered to him, "When did you not say a word to calculate such a big account, it was terrible."

Lin Que is floating now, Yan Chi praised him so few times, like the sun hitting the west out, a rare thing, he leaned over to Yan Chi to bite his ear, saying jokes: "I am still very powerful, follow me in the future, eat fragrant and drink spicy, absolutely do not treat you badly." "It's

really powerful." Yan Chi really praised him, "I can't figure it out, so many complicated things, it hurts to see it." Even most of the

courses and training programs of Z University's Finance Department and Financial Management Department overlap, but the IQ gap between him and Lin Que really can't be bridged.

Lin Zehai looked at the overwhelmed Lin Que and frowned, he was still very happy in his heart, and secretly said that his son had a chance, which surprised him, but the next second he saw him there without a serious look, as if he had never grown up.

He sighed, suppressed the smile on his face, and finally praised him: "It's a bit out of the way, I will think about it when I go back, and continue to work hard next time."

Lin Que now cocked his legs, his steps seemed to be stepping on the edge of the clouds, he couldn't find the edge in a state of oblivion, but he still knew how to be reserved, and he was even more underwhelming, and his words were concise: "Hmm." The

days of working in the company passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a few days passed, there was a little trouble, Lin Que had not had time to give the department head a salary increase, he chose to resign early and leave, leaving a rather dashing resignation letter, saying that he was going to pursue his dreams again, wandering the world, not knowing that he was going to pursue something, in short, flying like a butterfly.

Soon it came to the full moon feast of the two children, Lin Zehai deliberately exercised Lin Que, left the burden on this matter and left it alone, leaving the matter of Guangfa's invitation to the guests to be handled by the two sons, and he was a hand-throwing treasurer and holding the child happily.

Lin Que was in charge of the invitation, and he pulled up a list of the usual uses, including many prominent names, including Yan Chi's younger brothers Liu Ze'an, Yan Ge, Cui Ruhao, and Zhang Shaolian.

Lin Que looked at these people, his head hurt a little, he couldn't imagine what these people look like together or at a table, it was probably very exciting.