Ruan Cunyun's last sentence sounded a bit sentimental and literary, but Teacher Dan still politely replied, "Thank you, I understand."
Ruan Cunyun and Teacher Dan ended their conversation here. They only said a few words in total, but the amount of information was very rich. Ruan Cunyun was so satisfied that he couldn't be more satisfied.
Teacher Dan sent him a private message and confessed his emotional distress!
Even though this was all just because he commented on a piece of gossip and speculation, and he might never communicate with Teacher Dan again, Ruan Cunyun was already satisfied.
After the short chat, Ruan Cunyun couldn't calm down for a long time. He rolled over on the bed holding his phone. He tried to hold it back, but still couldn't. He posted a pure scream of "Ahhh" on his second Weibo account.
Fans' questions popped up like mushrooms after rain, and Ruan Cunyun was too lazy to explain, nor could he explain.
He sent a screenshot to a small group of four people, with all the content of the conversation censored.
I can't be so proud, hehe, Teacher Dan sent me a private message! But I can't tell you the reason, so I won't tell you!
Bai Qiangwei was the first to reply, saying, "Wow, Ya Mei has made it!"
Xu Feifei howled for a while and then started to complain, saying that the game producer I liked never replied to messages from little fans.
Qi Chang fanned the flames: [Will Ya Mei be able to successfully receive likes, comments, and mutual followers from Teacher Dan in the end? It’s a sure bet! Let’s bet! ]
When the word "bet" was mentioned, Xu Feifei suddenly remembered the bet she had made with Ruan Cunyun.
Then came Qin Fanglu's cold voice: "Nothing."
Fei Changshuai: [@存, we agreed to confirm whether your boss and that beautiful lady in the cinema are a couple, why haven't you asked yet? ]
This is not gossip, this is about the dignity of those who support this couple!
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Qin Fanglu chatted with the netizen for a quarter of an hour, and felt like the clouds had cleared and the sun had appeared.
Newcomers should not be too ambitious. Qin Fanglu knew that he was just a rookie in this area, so he was very humble and made a short-term three-step plan based on what he saw.
Zhu Han came over and whispered to Ruan Cunyun: "Why is Mr. Qin so polite recently? What's wrong with him?"
To be honest, it’s quite difficult to learn, as each system has different routines.
He heard Zhu Han's voice: "Boss Qin, is there anything else we can help you with?"
This is the third day that Qin Fanglu has said good morning to them, and the whole group is almost getting into the habit.
Just like the daily tasks in the strategy game, the favorability of the details is also important.
Pursuit skills, love skills, and bed skills.
The only strange thing is that every day when President Qin passed by their group's workstation on his way to work, he would say "Good morning", which is something Qin Fanglu never does.
I have to say, love is quite complicated for three-dimensional humans.
How to fish, how to play the straight ball, what you should do when the other party responds, when can you hold hands, when can you take the next step, all these have corresponding signals.
The first step is to find a way to determine the other person's emotional state. If he is single, then he can proceed with the subsequent plan. If he already has someone in his heart, then Qin Fanglu will automatically give up.
In addition to these three major steps, Qin Fanglu also made detailed small plans for himself to implement in daily life.
Qin Fanglu deliberately chose a path that passed in front of Ruan Cunyun, and said "Good morning" when he passed by his seat.
The shadow in front of him stood there without moving. Ruan Cunyun wanted to look up, but his eyes were glued to the computer. He was busy.
How to tease, how to tease, tacitly understood, when the enemy advances, I retreat, to hook, to hook, to catch a glimpse inadvertently. There are more tricks than a hornet's nest.
Qin Fanglu never fights an unprepared battle. Cheng Kai cannot be relied upon and there is no one around him to help him, so he can only figure it out on his own.
Zhu Han reacted quickly, looked up from the computer, and said to Qin Fanglu with a smile: "Good morning, President Qin."
The short-term goal is temporarily set here. Physical contact such as hugging and holding hands is too far away and has been included in the long-term plan. Qin Fanglu dare not even think about it at this stage.
The current research focus of Qin Fanglü is on the first part. The last two volumes will not be used for the time being, but it is better to be prepared.
I feel that love is like negotiating financing. If you try hard, you may fail, but if you don’t try hard, you will definitely end up with nothing.
Ruan Cunyun felt Qin Fanglu passing by him, but he was busy debugging and staring at the computer. Only his lips moved. He and his colleagues greeted President Qin without even raising his eyes.
This subject is many times more difficult than writing code, harder than negotiating cooperation, and more difficult than drawing.
In the information age, data is abundant. Qin Fanglu stepped into a new field without any knowledge reserves and could only use the tactic of solving a large number of questions.
The book says that if you want the other person to feel that you always care about his or her feelings, it is necessary to make your presence felt whenever you have the chance, from morning to night.
Qin Fanglu has been in business for many years and has never been a conservative person.
Fei Changshuai: [I don't care, you have to start this bet first! I want to prove that my vision is correct! ]
From short articles on marketing accounts to professional emotional books, from video sharing by emotional bloggers to large-scale love variety shows, Qin Fanglu reads a wide range of materials and spends an hour after get off work every day to organize three categories of notes.
Based on the data collected in the previous step, choose a scenario where the two of you can be alone without being awkward, and ask him out!
Now that he has made up his mind, he should at least try.
There was a slight sound of rustling clothes in front of the table, the shadows dissipated, and Qin Fanglu walked away.
Having a plan is half the battle, and Qin Fanglu hopes that he can carry it out strictly and smoothly.
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After a busy period, work returned to its normal pace. Ruan Cunyun worked from nine to six and got along well with his colleagues.
Ruan Cunyun didn't expect Xu Feifei to still remember this: […I just haven't found the opportunity yet. ]
The second step, assuming that the previous step goes smoothly and the other party is single, then Qin Fanglu can start collecting the other party's preferences, eating, drinking and entertainment habits. The book says that you have to cater to the other party's preferences in order to achieve a surprise victory.
The others also followed in unison and said "Good morning, Mr. Qin". Those who didn't know would think they had come to some well-trained milk tea shop.
Ruan Cunyun said, "Okay, okay, okay." [I'll ask you when I find the right opportunity.]
Step 3, Root
According to this, Qin Fanglu planned to say "good morning" to Ruan Cunyun every morning and say "see you tomorrow, be safe" to him when he got off work every day.
Ruan Cunyun didn't understand either. He stared at the code and hummed, "I don't understand."
Qin Fanglu walked back to his seat in a gloomy manner, feeling very confused. Why didn't Ruan Cunyun even look at him
Can’t you increase your favorability this way in real life
The morning gradually became busy, and Sister Rain called Ruan Cunyun to the table. The company's intranet interface was displayed on the screen.
"Xiao Ruan, this is the 'Rising Star Cultivation' program that our company holds every year. It is aimed at new employees who have just joined the company for 0 to 2 years. The goal is to cultivate talents for the company."
Ruan Cunyun read the contents on the official website carefully and roughly understood that Sister Rain wanted him to participate in the selection.
"Employees have to pass a selection process to join the program. The training activities are very rich. They can receive direct guidance from the company's senior leaders, have opportunities to communicate with other industry leaders, and have specialized courses." Sister Rain said with a smile.
“I also participated in the Rising Star Training Program, which is why I was able to stand out and become a supervisor in just three years.”
Sister Rain asked Ruan Cunyun for his opinion: "Are you interested in participating?"
Ruan Cunyun was not someone who would settle for mediocrity, and he wanted to make more money, so he nodded solemnly: "I want to participate. Is there anything I need to prepare?"
"Choose an existing product line of the company and propose an improvement plan from a technical or business perspective." Sister Rain leaned back in her swivel chair and smiled. "You have also participated in two projects. You should have some ideas, right?"
"Yes." Ruan Cunyun nodded, thinking that this task was not too difficult.
"Okay, keep going!" Sister Rain encouraged him and mentioned, "The final presentation method is to give a report speech to the company's senior management. It's pretty easy."
Ruan Cunyun was stunned: "What?"
Sister Rain repeated: "Give the senior management a report.
Report the speech, President Qin will be there, don't worry."
Don't worry yet? That's what he's worried about!
He had a disease that caused him to faint when he heard a report speech.
Ruan Cunyun received the email with mixed feelings, staring at the word "presentation" with a miserable expression.
Speaking in front of others is a lifelong pain for those with social anxiety.
When he was in college, Ruan Cunyun spent a long time preparing for classroom speeches and thesis defenses. He got up early every day and stood on the edge of the playground, repeating the same things over and over again. He didn't dare to go on stage until he had memorized them thoroughly.
I originally thought that becoming a programmer would allow me to escape the fate of giving speeches, but in the end I couldn't.
Planning and PPT can be done at the workstation, but because he had to prepare for the speech, Ruan Cunyun returned to the secluded lounge at noon.
There was no one here, so it was a good opportunity for him to recite the script aloud.
Qin Fanglu keenly discovered that Ruan Cunyun was not in the office at noon recently. After a little observation, he found that the child sneaked into his lounge every day and seemed to be reading a script in a mumble.
Qin Fanglu completed his daily tasks of improving Ruan Cunyun's favorability in the morning and evening, but he was always thinking about the first step of the plan, which was to find an opportunity to ask Ruan Cunyun what his emotional state was.
After all, as a senior executive in the company, Qin Fanglu could not do such a thing as gossiping about his employees. Opportunities had to be created by himself. It was better to do it today than to wait for another day. Qin Fanglu had a simple lunch and prepared to go to his lounge to "accidentally meet" Ruan Cunyun.
In the lounge, Ruan Cunyun walked back and forth holding a cup of warm water, muttering to himself.
All the cells in his body were put into memorizing, but he lost track halfway through reciting. Ruan Cunyun sighed and resigned himself to his fate by leaning forward to look at the manuscript in front of the computer.
His body tilted, his hands were still outside and he hadn't retracted them, his palm lost strength, and a whole cup of water splashed onto the ground.
The clean water flowed over a large area of the floor. Ruan Cunyun was stunned for two seconds, sighed, said sorry to the air, and went to find the cleaning lady to get a mop.
The aunt was cleaning the corridor with a mop. When she heard that only water was splashed, she asked Ruan Cunyun to go back first. She would come to clean the lounge as soon as she finished cleaning the corridor.
After Ruan Cunyun walked away, the aunt whispered, "Boss Qin's lounge has really been made public."
Ruan Cunyun carefully walked around the puddle and sat on the sofa next to him with his computer in his arms to prevent anyone from coming in and slipping.
However, this lounge was very remote and few people came here. Ruan Cunyun gradually got into the mood while carrying the child on his back and forgot about his duty to warn others.
There were two knocks on the door, and footsteps entered the lounge.
Ruan Cunyun belatedly came back to his senses from the manuscript and saw that Qin Fanglu had already stepped onto the water.
"Mr. Qin, be careful!" Ruan Cunyun stood up suddenly and rushed over to help Qin Fanglu with his arms outstretched.
Qin Fanglu didn't even look at the floor. His eyes were all focused on Ruan Cunyun. By the time he realized it, it was too late. His feet were on the water, and he could hardly keep his balance, so he fell straight forward.
They both complained in their hearts: What kind of girl comic plot is this
In an old girl's comic, the heroine slipped forward because she stepped on the water, her beautiful eyes wide open, and the handsome and domineering hero rushed over from a distance, firmly hugged the heroine's waist, and gracefully held the heroine in his arms. Their eyes met inadvertently, and their lips touched by coincidence. The heroine blushed and her heart beat fast, and the hero fell for him.
What pink bubbles! How romantic and sweet!
However, the reality was that Ruan Cunyun was short and not very strong, and when he tried to hold up Qin Fanglu, he was instead pushed down by a greater force.
There was a sharp corner of a coffee table behind him. At the current rate of fall, Ruan Cunyun would definitely suffer a mild concussion from the back of his head hitting the coffee table.
In a hurry, Qin Fanglu only had time to put out his hand to support the back of Ruan Cunyun's head, and then there was a bang, and Ruan Cunyun fell backwards on his butt. Then Qin Fanglu felt a piercing pain on the back of his hand, which was caused by the corner of the coffee table.
The posture of the two people was not very intimate, but rather awkward, with a large piece of air between them.
The only places that touched were the hand behind Ruan Cunyun's head and the hand on Qin Fanglu's waist.
After a second of confusion, Ruan Cunyun quickly pulled his hand away, his fingertips burning.
When Qin Fanglu fell down, his abdomen was pressed against the palm of his hand. Now his intuition returned and he savored the touch carefully. Even through the clothes, he could feel that President Qin's abdomen was hard and tough.
Live abs!
Ruan Cunyun had breathing disorder.
Qin Fanglu was also distracted for a moment. His face was too close to Ruan Cunyun's. It seemed that for a moment Ruan Cunyun was almost buried in his shoulder and he could even feel his hot breath.
Standing up in a panic, Qin Fanglu whispered, "Skip the planned step."
How come you're suddenly moving towards physical contact when you haven't even figured out the other person's emotional state
Ruan Cunyun didn't hear clearly, and the stinging pain on his butt came belatedly. He maintained his voice and asked, "Hmm? What did you say?"
"Nothing." Qin Fanglu cleared his throat and took two steps back without leaving any trace. "Did you fall? Does it hurt?"
Ruan Cunyun gritted his teeth and shook his head, a drop of sweat falling from his forehead. He propped himself up and stood up: "Not bad. Sorry, I spilled water here and didn't have time to remind you."
"I didn't react in time." Qin Fanglu was quite annoyed. What kind of opportunity did he create? Ruan Cunyun fell for nothing.
There was some water on his pants, and Ruan Cunyun pretended to be calm and wanted to pick up the computer and retreat, but another burst of pain came over him, his knees bent and he almost fell.
"Does it hurt?" Qin Fanglu frowned and moved closer, holding Ruan Cunyun's elbow with restraint and force.
Ruan Cunyun lowered his head and felt the stinging pain. He really couldn't lie and just said "hmm" in a low voice.
"Where does it hurt?" Qin Fanglu asked.
The fingers were curled up. This part was difficult to describe. Ruan Ciyuan hesitated for a long time without saying it out loud.
Qin Fanglu slowed down his voice: "The back of the head?"
Looking at Ruan Cunyun's face getting redder and redder, Qin Fanglu gradually understood, but his expression became more and more serious.
"A pain in the butt?"
Ruan Cunyun was so frightened that he trembled. How could President Qin say such vicious words!
But Qin Fanglu's tone and expression were very serious and full of scientific spirit, which made Ruan Cunyun feel ashamed.
Mr. Ruan, you are really too perverted. What is in your head all day long
Ruan Cunyun beat himself up in his heart and racked his brains to describe it: "Hmm... there is a little pain in the middle of my butt."
I bit the tip of my tongue hard. Damn, the words he said were even more fierce and aggressive!
"No, no, no... I mean, it's not a painful feeling!" Ruan Cunyun's hair was covered with smoke and he almost fainted.
Fortunately, Qin Fanglu's expression did not change much, and he still looked scientific and righteous.
He asked, "Does your coccyx hurt?"
Ruan Cunyun nodded desperately and laughed dryly: "Yes, the coccyx, I just forgot its name, haha..."
Qin Fanglu's face completely darkened, and he gently lifted the corner of Ruan Cunyun's clothes: "I'll take you to the hospital."
The smile froze on his face, and Ruan Cunyun looked up blankly: "Ah?"
"If you injure your coccyx in a fall, you should seek medical attention immediately. Some injuries can heal on their own, but some require physical therapy or even surgery. Don't think that a fall is no big deal. What if you don't get treatment in time?" said Qin Fanglu.
When Ruan Cunyun heard that he might need surgery, he felt terrible.
"No, Mr. Qin, it's really okay. I don't feel much pain now... Really."
Qin Fanglu looked at his watch and said clearly, "Because I caused you to fall, I should take the responsibility for your recovery, at least part of the responsibility. There is still an hour until the afternoon work time. I will drive you to the nearest hospital for ten minutes and check you for half an hour. If the doctor says you are fine, we can still rush back to work as usual."
The reason and action plan were clearly arranged in one paragraph. Ruan Cunyun bargained hard: "Well, can I apply to go to the hospital by myself after get off work?"
Qin Fanglu paused and said, "Working in the afternoon requires sitting for a long time. If your condition is not good, sitting for a long time will make it worse."
Ruan Cunyun opened his mouth slightly and had nothing to refute.
Qin Fanglu continued: "The health of employees comes first, and I don't want to see anyone get sick.
”
After pondering the meaning behind this sentence, Ruan Cunyun slowly understood...
Mr. Qin doesn't want his employees to take sick leave and slow down the project! This makes sense.
Shouldering the responsibilities of a worker, Ruan Cunyun nodded and agreed to Qin Fanglu's arrangement to go to the hospital.
This was the first time that Ruan Cunyun rode in Qin Fanglu's car, a black Mercedes-Benz with a low-key exterior, top-notch interior, and a light scent of car perfume. It was luxurious in a standard way.
Because it was a private trip, Qin Fanglu didn't call a driver and sat directly in the driver's seat.
Ruan Cunyun's parents had instilled business etiquette in him: when riding in the same car with your boss, don't sit in the back seat, otherwise the boss will become your driver, which is very impolite.
Ruan Cunyun pursed his lips, opened the passenger door, fastened his seat belt, and was tense from fingertips to toes, feeling nervous and restrained.
Qin Fanglu had one hand on the steering wheel, his shirt sleeves rolled up to half his arms, and was driving at a very fast speed.
The red mole just happened to be exposed on the arm, which made Ruan Cunyun's heart flutter.
There is a deep red mark on the back of the hand above the red mole, which looks very fresh.
Ruan Cunyun suddenly recalled the feeling behind his head when he fell, and only now realized that it seemed to be Qin Fanglu's hand.
His breathing suddenly slowed down, and Ruan Cunyun asked tentatively: "Boss Qin, your hand..."
Qin Fanglu lowered his eyes and glanced at the back of his hand: "It doesn't hurt."
These two words came down so coldly that Ruan Cunyun immediately shut his mouth.
President Qin sounded unhappy. Was it because he was too troublesome
After a while, Qin Fanglu sighed lightly: "I'm fine, I'm not in pain."
The air in the car seemed to condense and flow very slowly.
Ruan Cunyun replied slowly: "Thank you, Mr. Qin, for blocking it for me."
Qin Fanglu pursed his lips and said nothing.
After finally arriving at the hospital, Qin Fanglu accompanied Ruan Cunyun to register and queue up to pay, and asked him to wait aside and try to reduce movement.
Ruan Cunyun didn't know how many times he thanked Qin Fanglu along the way. Qin Fanglu handed him the blank medical record, and Ruan Cunyun said again, "Thank you, Mr. Qin."
Ruan Cunyun entered the consulting room and came out after a while. The doctor asked him to take an X-ray.
After the X-ray was taken, the doctor took a look and said "it's okay", and Qin Fanglu finally felt relieved.
"But it's best to rest for the next few days and don't sit for long periods of time." The doctor pushed his glasses and wrote on the medical record. "It's best to stay in bed and avoid strenuous exercise."
Ruan Cunyun nodded obediently, and Qin Fanglu said "OK" beside him.
The doctor looked up at the two of them, raised his chin towards Ruan Cunyun, looked at Qin Fanglu and asked, "Your brother?"
Ruan Cunyun: "No, no."
Qin Fanglu: "My subordinate."
"Oh." The doctor was a little surprised, "Then you are quite responsible as a superior."
Qin Fanglu said calmly: "It's my duty."
After a few more words, the doctor finally advised Ruan Cunyun: "Don't sit for a long time. It's best to lie down."
Ruan Cunyun breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the hospital. At least he didn't need surgery or anything. He was fine. Just as he was about to open the passenger door, Qin Fanglu suddenly asked Ruan Cunyun to "stop for a moment" and opened the back door with his backhand: "Lie down in the back."
The word "lie down" shocked Ruan Cunyun: "Boss Qin, I will be back to the company in ten minutes, there is no need."
Qin Fanglu seemed to hesitate for a moment: "Can I give you a day and a half off so you can go back and rest up?"
In a negotiating tone, Ruan Cunyun naturally evaded the question, "No, no, the doctor said it's fine, I'll just go to bed early tonight."
"The doctor also said that you can't sit for long periods of time and should stay in bed." Qin Fanglu replied in a stiff voice.
"It's a paid vacation, don't worry." Qin Fanglu knocked on the back door. Ruan Cunyun couldn't let his leader hold the door for him anyway, so he had to get into the back seat obediently.
The car door was slammed shut. Ruan Cunyun, who was sitting alone in the car, heard the trunk open with a click, and Qin Fanglu seemed to take something out of it.
After a while
Qin Fanglu sat in the driver's seat and handed over a large object: "Lie down and put it under your tailbone. It's soft."
Ruan Cunyun took it and stared blankly at the cat teacher pillow in his hand.
What? How come Mr. Qin has an anime character pillow! It's exactly the same as the one in his living room!
Could it be... Could it be that Mr. Qin is also... a second dimension
Ruan Cunyun's heart was pounding.
Qin Fanglu's heart skipped a beat when he saw Ruan Cunyun's expression.
He was in a hurry to get something and didn't pay attention. He was only thinking about giving Ruan Cunyun some cushion. Only now did he realize that Ruan Cunyun probably thought he was childish.
In a few years, they will be thirty years old, and there will still be a cartoon cat pillow with a funny smile in the trunk. Normal three-dimensional people will be shocked when seeing it.
Qin Fanglu hurriedly explained: "Cousin, it was my cousin who threw it into my car."
"Oh... like this."
Ruan Cunyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This was right. How could a rational workaholic like President Qin be a second-dimensional person
Qin Fanglu turned back to drive the car and chatted calmly, "My cousin seems to like this cat very much. Do you young people like it?"
The boss spoke in a calm tone, as if it were a business meeting. Ruan Cunyun shuddered subconsciously, fearing that President Qin's next sentence would be to educate these young people who like to watch cartoons.
"Haha, I don't quite understand." Ruan Cunyun laughed dryly, "But my cousin seems to like it very much."
Qin Fanglu said nothing more.
Originally, he wanted to send Ruan Cunyun home directly, but it would be too much to say that, as they were obviously not that close yet.
Finally, Qin Fanglu sent Ruan Cunyun to the nearest subway entrance, and Ruan Cunyun could take the subway home.
"Thank you so much, Mr. Qin, today. It's actually no big deal." Ruan Cunyun climbed up from the back seat with difficulty. His tailbone still hurt a little.
"You're welcome." Qin Fanglu glanced at Ruan Cunyun in the rearview mirror and suddenly asked, "Next Monday will be the 'New Star Cultivation' selection, right?"
Ruan Cunyun's Adam's apple trembled: "Yes."
"Yeah." Qin Fanglu said lightly, "I heard a few words outside the lounge today. You have some ideas."
Ruan Cunyun's eyes lit up: "Thank you, I will do my best!"
He has said thank you almost a hundred times in this half day. Qin Fanglu pursed his lips, feeling uncomfortable.
Ruan Cunyun said thank you very politely and frequently, which made him sound like a nice guy.
But there is no need for husband and wife to say thank you or distinguish between you and me. They are just like that. Qin Fanglu understands this.
He wanted so much to give all the good things and all the care to Ruan Cunyun, but if he did too much, it would easily scare the little guy away. Qin Fanglu could only take it slow and explore slowly.
Ruan Cunyun fell and missed a day and a half of vacation. Qin Fanglu gave him the vacation personally, but Ruan Cunyun still told Sister Rain about it. Sister Rain told him to have a good rest.
After practicing his report speech for an entire afternoon, Ruan Cunyun lay on the bed eating takeout, enjoying his life as a fat houseguest at night with peace of mind.
As soon as I let go, a new Weibo post from Teacher Dan appeared.
Ruan Cunyun was shocked. Teacher Dan has been posting on Weibo too frequently recently.
What’s even more shocking is that this was a forwarded Weibo post about a lucky draw.
Their aloof and taciturn BALLS teacher who never plays tricks actually posted a repost of the lucky draw on Weibo.
@BALLS: [A child is injured. Five people will be selected to receive a signed version of the Hezhi plus 500 cash. I hope everyone can wish the child a speedy recovery. No need to follow, just like, repost, and comment. ]
This post was so impressive that comments flooded in like a tide.
[What year is this year? ? Why would Mr. Dan give out lucky draws? ? ]
[??? Does Teacher Dan already have a child? ? ]
[What! When did Teacher Dan become a mother? ? ]
[Wuwuwuwuwu, what happened to Mr. Dan? I hope he gets well soon QWQ]
[Has my village just got internet access? How come I have no idea when Teacher Dan fell in love, got married, and had a baby?! ]
Ruan Cunyun was originally confused and was fully evaluated
The question marks in the comment section made me even more confused.
If Teacher Dan already has a child, then why did she tell me a few days ago that she was pursuing a boy she liked
This gap is too big!
No, no, no, no, Ruan Cunyun forced himself to calm down and squinted his eyes to read Teacher Dan’s Weibo again.
Slowly savor the flavor.
Who says that a child must be her child? Isn't that what couples also call each other
The older one calls the younger one "the kid" and dotes on him so much.
Ruan Cunyun suddenly had an epiphany and felt that he was the smartest person in the world.
He was desperate to get confirmation, and after hesitating again and again, he finally sent a private message to Teacher Dan.
Teacher BALLS cured my Yangwei: [Sorry to bother Teacher Dan, in the Weibo you just posted, is the "little friend" your child? ]
Ruan Cunyun originally thought that Teacher Dan would ignore him, but he didn't expect that after waiting for ten minutes, Teacher Dan sent him a reply.
BALLS: [?]
BALLS: [No.]
Teacher BALLS cured my Yangwei: [Oh, because everyone in the comments guessed it was your child 2333]
BALLS teacher cured my Yangwei: [Is it that boy? ]
BALLS: [.]
BALLS: [Yeah, he's younger than me, so.]
Mr. BALLS healed my Yangwei: [Oh, so he wasn't seriously injured, was he?]
BALLS: [It's okay, not serious.]
Teacher BALLS cured my Yangwei: [Teacher BALLS, he will definitely recover smoothly! So many netizens wish him well.]
BALLS: [Yes, thank you too.]
BALLS: [I'll also give you a signed copy of the doujinshi, if you don't mind.]
Ruan Cunyun sat up suddenly, hissing with pain in his tailbone, and then fell back down heavily, staring at the phone in disbelief.
Really?! Can he really have an autographed copy of Mr. Dan?!
Holding the quilt in silent ecstasy, Ruan Cunyun pounded his chest hard.
No, he needs to calm down!
If he accepted Teacher Dan's gift, then he would have no reason to chat with Teacher Dan privately again.
Ruan Cunyun's eyes rolled and he became angry.
Teacher BALLS cured my Yangwei: [Hahaha, thank you Teacher Dan! ]
Teacher BALLS cured my Yang Tail: [But Teacher Dan is not with a boy yet, right? How about I be your tree hole and assistant, and wait until you catch up with the boy you like and then give it to me 2333]
BALLS: [[laughingjpg]]
BALLS: [It seems possible. ]
BALLS: [When I catch my idol, I will treat you to a big meal (can be exchanged for cash of equivalent value). ]
Ruan Cunyun curled up on the bed and laughed so hard that he almost got a stitch in the side. Teacher Dan is so cute! He even exchanged it for cash, hahahaha!
Teacher BALLS cured my Yangwei: [Hahaha okay, then I wish Teacher Dan success! I also wish Teacher Dan’s fiancé a speedy recovery w]
Ruan Cunyun was extremely excited. Could it be considered that he had succeeded in chasing his idol
Although he is only an unknown netizen, not a cosplayer Huya, it doesn’t matter! He bets that he has become the fan closest to Teacher Dan!
He had no intention of prying into the painter's wife's true identity and private life, but if the wife herself did not dislike him, and both parties protected their personal privacy and they were just netizens connected through the Internet, Ruan Cunyun still liked this kind of relationship.
There is no realistic social pressure, no need to read each other's expressions or flatter each other, they can just listen to each other.
This is also one of the reasons why Ruan Cunyun likes the second dimension and online friends.
Ruan Cunyun was still excited when a pop-up window popped up on WeChat. The two words "Mr. Qin" doused his excitement like a bucket of cold water.
It’s already off work, why did Qin Fanglu send him a WeChat message
Ruan Cunyun's veins were throbbing and he browsed Weibo for a while in anxiety before returning to WeChat to open the dialog box.
Mr. Qin: [Does it still hurt? ]
Just three simple words, not a big deal.
Ruan Cunyun breathed a sigh of relief.
Cun: [It’s lighter now.]
Cun: [Excuse me, Mr. Qin, what can I do for you? ]
The other party replied immediately: [No, go to bed early. ]
Cun: [Okay, okay, thank you, Mr. Qin! You too! ]
Save: [[thumbs up] [thumbs up] [thumbs up] [coffee]]
Ruan Cunyun waited anxiously for a long time, but when there was no movement from Qin Fanglu, he slowly relaxed.
Thinking about this day carefully, the accident was quite funny. After that, Qin Fanglu took good care of him. He didn't feel embarrassed or abandon him. Instead, he took him to the hospital. If it was another boss, he might even lose his job.
Ruan Cunyun smiled lightly, mainly because he had a natural fear of such superiors. If it was Zhu Han, he would probably be able to directly become friends with President Qin.
Qin Fanglu may seem ruthless, but he is actually quite nice to his employees.
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After these two days of vacation, it was directly the weekend, so Ruan Cunyun enjoyed a four-day vacation.
He hasn't had such a rest since he started working. Although he also works remotely at home, the mood is different from that in the company. He feels a lot more relaxed without seeing his colleagues.
On Friday night, Zhu Han called him.
When Ruan Cunyun picked up the phone and heard Zhu Han's voice, it was a little different from his usual enthusiastic voice.
"Xiao Yun, I called to tell you something."
Ruan Cunyun's arms tightened: "Brother Zhu Han, what's wrong?"
"You're not in the company these two days, so I can't tell you in person. I'm going to be transferred to the marketing department next door next week. They're in need of someone who's both technically savvy and good at talking, so they pulled me over." Zhu Han laughed.
"Oh, I see." Ruan Cunyun sighed, "How sudden."
"Yeah! They need it urgently. Actually, I like trying new things, so I'm happy to go there and try out the new department."
Ruan Cunyun said sincerely: "That's great."
Zhu Han laughed, then laughed it off: "I just can't let go of you guys in the Science and Technology Department, you know? President Qin, Sister Rain, and Xiaomei who always quarrels with me... Especially you, if it weren't for you, I would probably still be choking on water!"
The two of them laughed together, and Ruan Cunyun couldn't bear to leave him.
"It's okay, Brother Han. We are still in the same company anyway. I can find you when I go downstairs." Ruan Cunyun said.
"That's not true! There's still room for you when we go bowling on the weekend!"
Ruan Cunyun looked bitter and thought it was better to forget it.
Zhu Han got to the point. "I have booked a large KTV room and a party meal for Saturday. I plan to invite Mr. Qin and everyone in our group to have fun for an afternoon, as a happy farewell. Does Xiaoyun have time?"
Ruan Cunyun felt a headache when he heard the words KTV and party, but this was Zhu Han's farewell party after all, and the attendees were all familiar colleagues, so Ruan Cunyun agreed.
The KTV box was decorated very warmly, with sparkling balloons on the roof, fruits and snacks on the table, and "Good Luck Comes" was playing on the song-ordering TV.
At first glance, it’s the work of that funny guy Zhu Han.
Everyone was dressed casually, creating an atmosphere that made Ruan Cunyun feel comfortable.
Zhu Han was surrounded in the middle and received hugs from all sides, with jokes and laughter ringing out.
Qin Fanglu was not the main character today and was wearing a casual short-sleeved shirt. Zhu Han politely asked him, "Boss Qin, the venue is quite vulgar today. Please bear with me."
"It's your place." Qin Fanglu smiled while leaning against the bar, the light ball illuminating his straight nose. "You can play however you want."
This was probably the first real workplace party that Ruan Cunyun had attended. When the dinner was almost over and the lights dimmed, the waiter brought the wine. The table was filled with red and white beer cocktails. Some people were singing, some were throwing darts, and some were rolling dice around the table. It was very lively.
Ruan Cun
Yun had never seen such a scene before. He hid in the corner of the sofa, drinking Coke silently and praying that no one would pay attention to him.
But Zhu Han was a man who loved to play good things. He was already a little tipsy after two cocktails, so he grabbed the microphone and asked everyone to gather together to play games, mainly to liven up the atmosphere.
Anyway, Boss Qin has spoken, so let's just have fun today, as long as we don't go too far.
Zhu Han's voice came from the speakers: "Appetizer game, breaking fingers, everyone has played it, right?"
The otaku Ruan Cunyun complained silently, saying that he had never played it and had never even heard of it!
Zhu Han continued: "The rules are quite simple, let me tell you! Everyone holds out two palms, a total of ten fingers. Starting with me, everyone says one thing they haven't done. As for the others, if you have done this thing, you have to cut off your fingers. If you haven't done it, then you don't have to cut off your fingers. Everyone swears to the sky to tell the truth! Whoever cuts off all ten fingers first loses and must accept the punishment."
Zhu Han shook the wine glass in his hand.
Everyone laughed and said, let’s get started!
Zhu Han opened his hands and said first: "I have never eaten coriander!"
All the people in the audience who had eaten coriander wailed and bent a finger while crying. This was as if they had lost a life.
Ruan Cunyun also ate coriander and bent his thumb close to his palm.
Everyone leaned over to look at each other, the coriander supporters burst into tears, while the non-coriander supporters smiled smugly.
Ruan Cunyun smiled and looked around, and inadvertently met Qin Fanglu's gaze and found that he was looking at him.
Just a touch and Qin Fanglu turned his eyes away.
Xiaomei was the second to say, "Hahaha, I've never driven a car."
As expected, a table full of adult office workers complained that Xiaomei was too cruel, saying that everyone knows how to drive!
Xiao Mei had sharp eyes and picked out Ruan Cunyun from a distance: "Look, Xiaoyun has never driven a car either!"
Everyone laughed and said that being young is good.
After a few rounds, a girl who was usually very quiet stood up and said mysteriously, "The people before me are too boring. Let me tell you something exciting."
Everyone started to make a noise, Oh oh, tell me quickly.
The girl said, "I've never been kissed."
Wow, wow, wow, the others made monkey-like cries and looked at each other's fingers. This kind of gossip-related stuff was the most exciting.
Ruan Cunyun didn't move his fingers. Zhu Han winked at him: "Xiaoyun has never been kissed before? You are really young!"
"Brother Zhu Han has kissed a lot, right? His fingers are almost broken!" Ruan Cunyun was also affected by the atmosphere and joked with Zhu Han with a smile.
Zhu Han turned to the other side with a smile and curse. Ruan Cunyun, with the smile still in his eyes, saw Qin Fanglu looking at him with a burning gaze.
The purple light from the lamp ball just covered him, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he looked ambiguous under the light, a bit romantic and a bit ruffian.
Ruan Cunyun was suddenly startled and gulped down two big gulps of Coke. He inexplicably thought of the touch of Qin Fanglu's abdominal muscles when he fell that day.
Did Mr. Qin break his finger? He didn't notice it just now.
For a man like Mr. Qin, if he hasn't kissed ten people, he must have kissed eight of them, right? No matter where he is, people will fight for his love, right
Thinking of this, Ruan Cunyun remembered the bet he made with Xu Feifei.
He can take advantage of the game to find out whether Qin Fanglu has a girlfriend!
In order, the next one is Qin Fanglü.
Although it was free to play, no one dared to act rashly when the boss was standing on the stage playing games. They waited quietly for Qin Fanglu to speak.
People like Mr. Qin would probably say things like "I never miss a DDL", "I never enter the wrong file", "I never skip work", etc.
Some workers have already started trembling with fear. Will President Qin use this game to test the performance of his employees
Zhu Han is about to slip away, but the others are still here!
There was silence all around. Qin Fanglu seemed to be deliberately keeping everyone in suspense. He had a slight smile on his face, but his eyes were not clear as to who he was looking at.
He said in a calm voice, as if he were in a meeting: "I have never been in love."
There was silence for two seconds, and then the noise blew off the roof.
"Oh my god! President Qin reveals his love experience
(End of this chapter)