Versace said that the office and the lounge are the responsibilities of Josh, who has cleaned these two places in the daytime.


    The so-called overtime is to be lazy while the boss is away.


    Josh immediately sat in fan Zhe''s boss chair and put his feet on the big stage with his legs up.


    "I also enjoy being a boss. It''s so comfortable!"


    Fan zhe has arrived at the business banquet. He is dressed in a simple, hand-made limited edition black suit. He is tall and straight. No matter where he goes, he has his own aura of king. When he stands at the door of the banquet, he immediately becomes the center of attention.


    To put it bluntly, this kind of business banquet is used by people in business to get to know each other and make use of each other. Fan zhe has long been tired of it.


    It was his mother, Zhang Xiyun, who insisted that he come. The old lady was crazy about her daughter-in-law. She said that she would go out with her father and brother here to socialize with more girls and meet more people. She would always meet people she liked.


    With fan Zhe''s position in the business world, there is no need to flatter anyone. There are a lot of flatterers in front of him. He takes a glass of red wine and finds a quiet corner by the window, which is blue at night.


    He put the glass on the small table in front of the window, with his back against the window, one hand in his pants pocket, and the other hand in his mobile phone.


    Mobile phone software connected to the company''s monitoring facilities, opened to see Josh''s lawless appearance.


    He asked people to give Josh roast duck for dinner. Josh chewed the roast duck with his hands, and his mouth was full of oil. He also drank water from his usual coffee cup, which was greasy all around.


    "You all listen to me!" All of a sudden, Josh launched a threat to the open space of the big class platform, "I''ll be the boss here in the future. You people who usually speak ill of me behind my back and want to calculate me, all kneel down and beg for mercy for me!"


    Fan Zhe is dumbfounded. Ever since Josh educated Meina and Zhang Lin in the stairwell that day, he transferred them to the logistics department. It turns out that this little woman is so popular that she can''t fight with others face to face, but behind her back, she is so childish.


    Josh pretended to finish the training of the people who spoke ill of her, but he didn''t like it. He turned his eyes and ran into the rest room.


    Fan zhe depends on what else this woman can do.


    Soon, Josh got the column hanger to the front of the big desk, and put a suit that fan had replaced in the rest room on the hanger.


    Then, the show began.


    First of all, Josh stood behind the big stage and slapped the table hard, just like the county magistrate who went to the court to ask questions in ancient times, "fan Zhe, do you know the crime?"


    "The little one knows his sin and asks the master to spare his life." Josh ran to the hanger, made the sleeves of fan Zhe''s suit bow and said good things.


    "You can''t be forgiven for your sins. It''s cheap to kill you. Come on, beat this guy a hundred times, and then push him out and chop him!"


    "Master, I have a mother of 80 and a six-year-old child. I''m very kind to you."


    "Stop talking and call me!"


    Every time Josh said a word, he changed his role and had a good time. It''s a relief.


    "A small man will succeed." Fan zhe witnessed the whole process on his mobile phone. His face turned black and he walked out of the party immediately.


    It''s almost time for Josh to play. Look at the wall clock. It''s almost ten o''clock and fan Zhe is coming back. She immediately arranges the scene and makes another arrangement, which is specially for dealing with fan Zhe.


    The sound of shoes in the corridor, listen to the rhythm of the steps, Josh knew it was fan Zhe, she stood behind the door waiting to see the play.


    According to her imagination, fan zhe should go to the door and push the door, but the sound of shoes stopped at the door.


    Josh waited left and right, but no one pushed the door in. She blinked. Was the footstep an illusion?


    When he was in doubt, fan Zhe''s voice and color came out of the door.


    "Josh, you come out right now!"


    "Yes." Since he became fan Zhe''s exclusive cleaner, Josh was used to being instructed. When he heard the order, he opened the door and went out without thinking about it.


    The next moment, something wonderful happened.


    The dishcloth with dirty water and soil on the top of the door fell down, and the broken soil foam spilled on Josh''s head. She was embarrassed. These things were originally used by her to calculate fan Zhe. The dishcloth was ready-made, and the soil was obtained from the flower bed in the square in front of the company.


    Fan zhe holds his shoulders and appreciates Josh''s dirty appearance.


    "Chief executive, why didn''t you just push the door in?" Josh had a sad face.


    "Stupid woman, if you put such a big bag of clay on the top of the door, you can see for yourself. If you can see such a big projection under the light, you can get this IQ. Who else do you want to cheat?" Fan zhe teased.


    "Vigilance is really high, you must often do bad things, afraid of revenge." Josh put the rag back on the top of the door. She was silly. In the bright light, everyone could see the reflection of the rag on the floor, but she still wanted to face herself.


    Fan zhe walks into the office and takes a glance at the whole situation. Josh puts his head behind him and looks suspicious. Can you see that she once sat in the boss''s chair?"The hanger in the lounge has been moved, the suit I replaced has been used, my desk and chair have been sat, even my coffee cup has been used." Fan zhe let Josh hear word by word.


    "How do you know? You can say all the things I''ve moved. I''ve packed them up. How can that be possible? " When Josh is surprised, his brain is easy to pull out. As soon as his brain pulls out, his mouth says everything in his head.


    Versace looked at Josh with profound eyes.


    Then Josh realized that he had made a slip of words. He quickly covered his mouth with his hands and stared at fan zhe with his big frightened eyes.


    Is she dead?


    "I know five hundred years before and five hundred years later. I can''t hide anything from my eyes." What Fan zhe said is profound.


    "It''s true. I''m not a three-year-old. Why don''t you say that you can dance like a ghost?" Josh doesn''t believe it.


    "Everything that has been done, whether it is air or space, will leave traces." Fan zhe raised his hand and scratched in the air casually, normalizing.


    Josh was frightened by his deep look. He never dreamed that fan zhe saw it in his mobile phone monitor. His eyes turned from fear to awe.


    "Woman, remember, don''t lie to me in the future." Versace came up to Josh and flicked her head with his hand.


    The dirt on Josh''s head dropped, and the dust choked Josh coughed.


    "Clean this place thoroughly." Fan zhe sits in the boss''s chair and prepares to supervise the work.


    "What time is it? After cleaning, I can''t even call a taxi." How is she going to get home?


    "I''ll see you off." Fan zhe turns on the computer and doesn''t look at Josh.


    The cleaner cleans up. The big boss drives the cleaner home in a luxury car. What does Josh think? How do you think there''s something fishy here? Alas, you''d better clean up first. It will be later if you drag on.


    It''s almost 12 o''clock after cleaning up. She''s not very tired, or she can''t sit all day. She''s very tired. Josh even yawns.


    Fan zhe stood up and walked out without saying a word. Josh quickly turned off the light and closed the door to keep up.


    On the way back, Josh fell asleep in fan Zhe''s car.


    When he got to the downstairs of Josh''s house, fan zhe turned his head and looked at her. The quiet moonlight sprinkled on her face. His eyes were deep and he slowly leaned over to her side.