The design director skipped work

Chapter 19 Design Director Has a Wisdom Tooth

At noon, Yang Xiaowei and Wang Yingying went to the 711 outside the hospital to buy magazines, and asked Ziqing and Wu Zheng if they wanted to bring food.

"I want a sandwich, ham and eggs." Liang Ziqing raised his hand.

"I want a bento with tomato scrambled eggs and beef brisket." Wu Zheng immediately made up the numbers.

As the sisters who lived in the nearby family home went home to cook one by one, the office was quickly emptied, leaving only Wu Zheng and Liang Ziqing.

Liang Ziqing concentrated on checking Weibo, and Wu Zheng seemed to be watching a drama behind him, and he rattled from time to time.

At this moment, the door slammed, and I thought it was a colleague who came back from shopping, but it was Jiang Heng who opened the door and walked in.

What is the director doing here? ? ?

As a newcomer to the workplace, Liang Ziqing didn't dare to report directly to her superiors in this situation, so she hurriedly took out the earphones and plugged them into her ears. Not plugged into the phone.

As a result, although Director Jiang and Angkor did not intend to eavesdrop, the conversation between Director Jiang and Angkor was transmitted to Liang Ziqing's ears verbatim.

If you want to ask Jiang Heng why he came here, you can't really give a reason.

The official statement is to see if my colleagues have eaten at noon.

As for why he walked towards Wu Zheng uncontrollably.It is probably the muscle memory caused by the crazy projects in the past month.

Seeing that Liang Ziqing was taking a lunch break, Jiang Heng walked straight to Wu Zheng, not wanting to disturb the little girl.

Wu Zheng, who had been looking silly at the screen, looked up at Jiang Heng: "Brother Jiang, what's the matter?"

Liang Ziqing's jaw fell to the ground with a "click".

Brother Jiang?Did I hear you right?

I called my brother!

"Aren't you going to the cafeteria after noon?" Jiang Heng asked casually, "Together?"

It is also normal for colleagues with similar ranks and frequent work contacts to eat together.It's just that Jiang Heng has never done this before.

Liang Ziqing:? ? ?I'm going to overthink it!

Unfortunately, Wu Zheng rejected Director Jiang's invitation.

"I asked Yingying to help bring the meals." Wu Zheng said, "You can order the bento from 711."

"Forget it, such a small box of lunch is not enough for the two of us." Jiang Heng smiled and said.

"Yes." Wu Zheng nodded in agreement.

Fortunately, Director Jiang declined the suggestion of "eating a box of lunch together", otherwise Liang Ziqing thought she would faint on the spot.

The air conditioner is in another corner of the office. Jiang Heng was already sweating after staying in the room for a short while, so he picked up the notebook on Wu Zheng's desk and fanned it: "Your office is quite hot."

"Yes." Wu Zheng said, "I can't help it. Sister Wang and the others are weak, and they dare not turn on the air conditioner too low. Let the hot spots be hot. I'll move a fan in two days."

"Yeah." Jiang Heng agreed, "Then I'll go eat first."

"Bye Jiang brother." Wu Zheng waved with a smile.

Liang Ziqing continued to pretend to be asleep, and it took a while before she got up.

She didn't dare to tell Xiaowei and Yingying what she heard just now, because the conversation between the two seemed a bit... They didn't really say anything, but there was a feeling of closeness like a mystery.

Although she must be thinking too much about love, it's better to keep it secret.

In the afternoon, when everyone was drowsy in the bitter summer, Director Jiang sent a message in the exhibition group.

-Jiang Heng of the Ninth Academy: The publicity office will hold a firefighting knowledge contest tomorrow at 1:[-] pm. Participants will be given a small hand-held electric fan, and the top ten scores in the competition will be rewarded with a large desk fan.

In the "Three Girls, One Drama" group.

-Indifference: What's wrong with the institute, no matter how big or small the prize is, there is a fan.

-Fried Maowei: The leader loves to make moths! ! !

- Helpless Qing: ... Yes, haha, it's so amazing hahaha.

After forcing this line, Liang Ziqing almost passed out on the desk.

At noon, Angkor said it was hot and wanted to buy an electric fan.

So the prize for the knowledge contest is the electric fan?

Director Jiang, you really have a trick that is popular all over the world... No, Director Jiang, what do you mean by this? ? ?

I can't be serious, can I? ? ?

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After lunch, Wu Zheng started to have a toothache.

At first he thought it was chewing the beef too hard, so he didn't take it seriously, but after three o'clock in the afternoon, the pain was so unbearable that Wu Zheng had to go to the hospital infirmary.

"You have wisdom teeth." The doctor made Wu Zheng hold the tongue depressor for a long time before coming to a conclusion.

"Why do I still grow wisdom teeth at 26?" Wu Zheng asked vaguely, covering his cheeks.

"You can grow wisdom teeth even at 36, and it's not a replacement." The doctor gave Wu Zheng a disgusted look, "Hurry up and pull it out before you get an infection."

Wu Zheng wailed.

The next day, Comrade Wu Zheng was absent from the fire knowledge contest due to sick leave.

But Jiang Heng went, and Jiang Heng actually reviewed it. In the end, he easily won the first place and accepted an electric fan.

Of course Wu Zheng didn't know about this, because when Jiang Heng participated in the competition, he was forced to sit in the dentist's office with his mouth open.

Looking at the cold light passing by the glasses on the upper edge of the dentist's mask, Wu Zheng felt like a little sheep falling into the jaws of a tiger.

When it came time for the actual tooth extraction, because of the anesthesia, Wu Zheng felt nothing at all, and Wu Zheng was even a little flustered. He felt that my brother's endurance was really superb, and it didn't hurt to pull out a wisdom tooth.

The anesthetic wears off after an hour.

Wu Zheng, who had just entered the house, clutched his cheek and screamed in pain, spinning on one foot, so that the neighbor came upstairs nervously and asked if he wanted to call the police.

Wu Zheng didn't even dare to cover his face too hard. He pointed to his swollen right cheek, tried to smile but couldn't pull the corners of his mouth, maintained a friendly expression that was uglier than crying, and shook his head at the neighbor.

Neighbor:……

Neighbor: "Okay, if you're okay...puhhahaha...okay, drink more porridge...puhahahaha!"

Wu Zheng: ... At least you should cover it up, my friend!

The neighbor laughed wildly and went downstairs. Wu Zheng sat on the small sofa, covering his right face with his right hand, flipping through Weibo with his left hand stiffly, full of desolation.

Since he was a child, Wu Zheng had no illness or pain, and he grew up vigorously. He didn't even have stitches. The first time he suffered was wisdom teeth extraction.

The difficulty was instantly raised from entry-level to S-level, and Wu Zheng felt that it was a miracle that he was still standing here consciously.

In order to extract his tooth, Wu Zheng didn't eat all day. Even though the toothache overwhelmed most of his senses, he was still hungry after four o'clock.

Now he can only eat liquid food, he wants to eat egg custard, but after looking around at the takeaway, either they don't order it a la carte, or they don't pay enough for the delivery fee, it seems that the whole world is against him.

Wu Zheng sadly sent a message to Jiang Heng to complain.

- Stand aloof: Brother Jiang, I want to eat egg custard.

Jiang Heng replied in seconds as always.

- Jiuyuan Jiang Heng: Eat.

-No competition with the world: Takeaway is not enough to deliver.

- No Contest: [Little raccoon slaps]

In fact, Wu Zheng wanted to complain, but before he typed the six words "I can only eat porridge", a new message popped up on the screen.

- Jiuyuan Jiangheng: Do you have kitchen utensils?

Wu Zheng was taken aback.What is this for?

-Inviolate: Yes.

-Jiuyuan Jiangheng: I still have 15 minutes to get off work, wait for me a little bit.

……

Wu Zheng sat on the sofa and covered his face, feeling like a little white lotus frantically hinting at a gift.

Brother Jiang said that if he didn't understand that he was going to come to cook, Wu Zheng's past 26 years would have been in vain.

Although Wu Zheng didn't mean to imply this at first, but since Brother Jiang misunderstood it, he... just let it be.

Although he really wanted to be polite and say that he wouldn't come and cause trouble for you, but Wu Zhengsheng was afraid that Jiang Heng would really not come if he was polite, so he didn't say anything.

Because he found out that he was really looking forward to Jiang Heng's arrival.

So happy to have egg custard?I'm too hungry.

Wu Zheng thought in a daze.

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