Chapter 896: If you have low emotional intelligence, don't talk casually
As soon as Yang Yu put down the boss's lunch, he heard a knock at the door. He looked up at the motionless boss, and had to sigh that no matter when the boss was calm and calm, he was not ordinary people.
Ordinary people still have emotions and desires, joys and sorrows, but this grandfather is stunned for not having one.
Lu Yanzhi held two chopsticks in his hand, and the knocking at the door continued, but he didn't give the slightest response, and Yang Yu didn't know whether he should open the door or not, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while.
Yang Xuan'er knocked on the door holding the fruit box, but no one came to open the door. She pursed her lips, and the previous blush gradually faded.
She saw him in, how could she not be there?
Yang Xuan'er's face was a little sad. She just wanted to give a fruit. Eating some fruit after a meal is good for the skin and also for the body, but obviously this fruit may not be sent.
Yang Xuan'er bit her lip and turned to leave with the intact fruit box.
At this moment, there was a slight sound of the door opening, and Yang Xuan'er was overjoyed and turned back suddenly, only to see Lu Yanzhi's assistant, Yang Yu.
Yang Xuan'er was lost, but she still stepped forward.
Yang Yu looked at Yang Xuan'er and was a little speechless. This movie heroine is really persistent. After several times, the boss obviously didn't give her a good look, and she didn't give up.
Yang Xuan'er held the fruit box in her hand and looked into the lounge.
Yang Yu blocked her sight without a trace and asked, "Miss Yang, what's the matter with you?"
Yang Xuan'er straightened her expression and took out what she was holding: "That's it, I ordered a fruit takeaway, and it's a bit too much. I can't finish it all by myself, so I want to bring some to Teacher Lu."
Yang Yu frowned, this Yang Xuaner's EQ is too low.
What you said, if you can't eat it, give it to others, and it's like asking others to eat what's left over from you, not to mention the boss, even if he hears this sentence, he is not happy, not to mention that the other party doesn't know anything. friends etc.
Yang Yu did not speak.
Yang Xuan'er looked inside again: "Assistant Yang, Teacher Lu, he..."
Yang Yu: "Oh yes, Teacher Lu is taking a lunch break."
Yang Xuan'er gave out her fruit: "Then please ask Assistant Yang to pass it on..."
Yang Yu interrupted her: "Miss Yang should keep it for herself. Our boss doesn't like dragon fruit. Even if I take it, it will go into the trash."
Yang Xuan'er's face froze, and she felt a little embarrassed when she was holding the fruit box.
Yang Yu didn't wait for her to answer, and closed the door directly. Although they were all surnamed Yang, they should help, but the boss's temperament, he did not dare.
Yang Xuan'er was stunned at the door. She didn't seem to expect Yang Yu to shut her out so directly. When she thought that she hadn't even entered the door, Yang Xuan'er held the box in her hand tightly, her face a little unwilling.
If she wasn't so unknown, famous, and popular, would an assistant dare to talk to her like this?
Yang Yu closed the door and turned around. Lu Yanzhi leaned on the sofa and closed his eyes. There was a round patch on his temple, and he also had a laptop by his hand.
He knew that this was the equipment of the doomsday game, and he also had a set of it. He kept it all night and grabbed it with the speed of being single for many years.
However, Brother Zhuo said that the boss doesn't play games, and he plays games to sleep.
In this regard, he said that not playing games and only sleeping in the last days is a waste of time and 10,000 life coins.