When Ruan Cunyun walked over, Qin Fanglu casually dragged a file to cover the live broadcast interface with surging barrage of comments. The tablet screen went off, and the unfinished painting was replaced by darkness.
"Kiki has made a list of company team-building activities. See if you have any suggestions."
Qin Fanglu handed Ruan Cunyun a piece of paper.
Ruan Cunyun thought it was okay, as long as he didn’t have to work overtime.
He took the list and felt more and more suffocated the more he read it.
"Preliminary Selection of Team Building Activities of Zhufang Technology Department"
1 Villa Party Hall
2. Wilderness hiking
3. Outdoor Development
4. Baseball/football/tennis games
5. Open-air cocktail party
This is the point where a socially anxious person will become autistic for three days after seeing it once.
Ruan Cunyun held it in for a long time before squeezing out a sentence: "There are a lot of activities."
Qin Fanglu didn't comment: "Do you have any other ideas?"
Qin Fanglu pointed at the desk covered with documents and said, "Continue."
Qin Fanglu put the pen away and said, "Thank you for your useful suggestions."
Ruan Cunyun said "hmm" and felt a little happy.
After saying that, Qin Fanglu coughed.
"Then let's take everyone on a trip, just for fun," said Qin Fanglu.
"Be careful on your way back."
Although traveling is also a group activity, it is still better than any cocktail party.
"It's too late." Qin Fanglu's voice suddenly sounded, rough and hoarse.
He just felt that this was the only opportunity to express his true thoughts, otherwise those social colleagues would definitely applaud these options.
But he only dared to think about it in his mind, he didn't have the courage to say it out loud.
Qin Fanglu was divided into a semi-bright and semi-dark area under the lamp. He reached out to pick up the water cup on the table, but found it was empty. He had to put it back and frowned slightly.
According to workplace routines, subordinates should try their best to praise their leaders on such trivial matters that are not related to work. To put it bluntly, this is called flattery.
Ruan Cunyun tried to express it tactfully: "I think everyone is already very busy at work, so we can try some relaxing projects for team building."
Qin Fanglu nodded. His black-rimmed glasses made him look like a good student who was listening attentively. "I agree."
Ruan Cunyun hurriedly said "you're welcome" and turned back to organize documents at Sister Rain's desk.
Ruan Cunyun seemed to be encouraged: "I saw on the Internet that people don't like activities that take up rest time and consume energy. Team building should first make everyone happy, so that the effect of rallying morale will be better."
For a moment, the only sound in the office was the rustling of papers.
It’s a pity that Ruan Cunyun has never even ridden a horse, let alone flattered one.
Ruan Cunyun was stunned for a moment and turned back towards the sound.
Ruan Cunyun was suddenly speechless—who is the boss
He wanted to press on and take advantage of the situation, so he advised Qin Fanglu, "Why don't we just forget about it and not do any team building, it's too troublesome."
Qin Fanglu's posture was still neat as he sat relaxedly. He took out a pen and wrote two words "travel" on the last line.
Qin Fanglu often forgets to drink water, especially when he is painting, he can devote hours to it without drinking a drop of water.
Maybe it was the night that made people lose their minds, or maybe it was the boss's hoarse voice that made people feel sympathetic. Ruan Cunyun felt warm in his heart and walked up to Qin Fanglu with the unopened milk tea.
"Boss Qin, would you like some?" Ruan Cunyun held the milk tea in both hands. "Three parts sugar, not greasy, strong tea flavor, can quench your thirst."
Qin Fanglu raised his head and stared at Ruan Cunyun intently. His hair fell on his brow bones, making him look gentle.
The milk tea cup is made of plastic, with colorful walls and fluorescent blue straws. The whole product looks cheap and unhealthy.
Ruan Cunyun suddenly felt regretful. Regardless of whether Qin Fanglu would drink such cheap drinks, there was a water dispenser in the company, and it would be obviously more respectable for him to help the boss get a glass of water.
Just when Ruan Cunyun couldn't help but want to say "It's okay if you don't drink it", Qin Fanglu stretched out his hand: "Drink it."
Qin Fanglu took it with one hand, and his big palm with distinct joints easily grasped the cylindrical cup. Ruan Cunyun saw the red mole on his wrist bone again.
The milk tea had fallen into someone else's hands, but Ruan Cunyun still felt his palms were hot.
Qin Fanglu said: "Thank you."
It was the second time that Ruan Cunyun said "you're welcome" tonight. He felt relieved and walked out of the company with the documents in his arms.
It was all because of his impulsiveness. He lost his time and lost his milk tea. Ruan Cunyun had no choice but to buy another cup on the street and hurried back to Teacher Dan's live broadcast room.
He said "Huh" in confusion.
In the past, Teacher Dan was always very fast at drafting, but Ruan Cunyun had just been away for so long, and when he came back, there was still no progress, only a few strokes. Ruan Cunyun pulled the progress bar to watch the playback, and found that Teacher Dan had not moved a single stroke during this period, and the screen was full of question marks.
At first, the audience thought that Teacher Dan’s network was stuck. Later, it was down for too long. Some people began to call on Teacher Dan to come back quickly in the barrage. Some people guessed that Teacher Dan’s time was up and he had to return to the fairyland. Some people were afraid and said that the teacher might have encountered some danger.
Ruan Cunyun frowned, feeling panicked. Could something really have happened to Teacher Dan
As the barrage of comments fell into deeper and deeper fear, the cursor, which had not moved for a long time, suddenly came back to life, and a line accurately outlined the folds of the skirt.
The barrage of comments suddenly increased.
[Teacher Aoaodan is back!!!]
[I was so scared, I'm glad you're okay.]
[I almost called the police! ]
[What happened? QAQ fans are all worried about you.]
Ruan Cunyun felt relieved when he saw the lines moving again.
The smooth lines of the draft stopped, and a sentence popped up on the notice board word by word: [I was in a hurry just now, sorry.]
[Wow, Teacher Dan actually said sorry, woooo, you don’t have to apologize. ]
[It's good that everything is fine! It's good that the urgent matter has been dealt with! ]
Ruan Cunyun took advantage of the fact that no one knew his live broadcast account and said with real emotion: [Sure enough, Teacher Dan is actually a very gentle person under her cold skin. She really cares about our thoughts. You are my goddess woooooooooo! ]
Qin Fanglu, who is known as the "goddess", glanced at the barrage, minimized the barrage interface, and concentrated on writing the draft.
Qin Fanglu had his cell phone next to him with the screen still on, and two more items in his memo were checked.
[Battle Plan for Affiliative Leadership]
5. Encourage/guide employees to speak their true thoughts. Since sincerity is the most valuable thing.
6. Do your employees leave the company very late? If so, pay more attention to them and remind them to pay attention to safety!
I am really amazing for being able to complete the battle plan by taking advantage of every opportunity! Qin Fanglu thought.
After this little episode, Teacher Dan's painting became very smooth afterwards and Ruan Cunyun enjoyed it very much.
Gradually it became apparent that he was painting a cute little succubus.
She has silver hair and pink eyes, and her lace straps have been pulled down to her upper arms. She lies in the bathtub with a seductive look in her eyes, her small black wings gently flapping, and a white and tender calf stretching out diagonally from the bathtub. Water droplets cling to her skin, flowing down in a winding manner, entangled endlessly.
Colors, light and shadows gradually filled the screen, and the barrage of comments that had subsided started to rise again.
[Woc is so astringent.]
[Woc is so astringent.]
Ruan Cunyun posted: [Great! I will lick it with my tongue right away.jpg]
The little succubus rested one of her arms on the edge of the bathtub, and Teacher Dan quickly poured a cup of milk tea into her hand.
The colorful plastic cups and fluorescent blue straws are quite out of place with the astringent atmosphere.
[The picture suddenly became silly? ]
[Hahahaha, Mr. Dan never plays by the rules! ]
[What, succubus don’t only drink **! What’s wrong with changing the taste occasionally! I just want to be a silly succubus who drinks milk tea! ]
Ruan Cunyun stared at the milk tea in the painting: [? ?]
This looks so much like the cup he just gave away!
Does milk tea all over the country look like this now?
Teacher Dan continued to refine the picture. She adjusted the saturation of the straw, and the brown milk tea liquid turned red. Then... a few pearls made of eyeballs appeared in the cup.
The scene suddenly became weird, and the cute little succubus instantly turned into a white-cut black yandere.
The style of the barrage changed again.
[Sure enough, this is Teacher Dan’s style. ]
[Adan, you are worthy of it.]
[Adan, you are worthy of it.]
Ruan Cunyun breathed a sigh of relief for no reason: [Danbao, you are worthy of being me. ]
I told you, this must be a coincidence.
(End of this chapter)