Ruan Cunyun had not expected that President Qin would suddenly reveal himself. This was a good thing for him, as he did not have to nervously talk about such a dangerous topic in front of all his colleagues.
Ruan Cunyun happily sent a message to Xu Feifei: "Hahahaha, I win! Our boss has never been in a relationship. He said that at the party himself, which means that girl is definitely not his girlfriend!"
"What are you happy about?"
Qin Fanglu came down from the stage and naturally sat in the empty seat next to Ruan Cunyun.
Ruan Cunyun quickly turned off the screen of his phone and looked at his nose and heart: "Nothing, I just had a lot of fun playing with everyone."
Before the discussion about broken fingers was over, Zhu Han's fingers were all broken. He was the first to lose the game, and everyone urged him to drink.
Zhu Han raised his head and drank the wine: "Everyone, help yourself. There is food, drink and singing! Those who want to roll the dice come over here!"
The place was very lively. Everyone was a veteran of social occasions, and this kind of gathering hosted by colleagues was even more relaxed. Several microphone masters had already crowded around the song request station and queued up a lot of songs.
Zhu Han opened a dice table. A man held a color cup and the dice were spinning inside, making a noisy sound.
"Hey, are Mr. Qin and Xiaoyun coming to play?" Xiaomei saw them sitting next to her and waved her hand and asked loudly.
After listening to the entire introduction, Ruan Cunyun's ears gradually became congested because the other person's breath was too hot.
In the past, his face would quickly turn red when he drank at family dinners. When this memory came to his mind, Ruan Cunyun turned his head and said "tsk" softly, frowning.
Ruan Cunyun's head was a little dizzy, his heart was beating fast, and his blood vessels were pounding.
My earlobe felt warm and Qin Fanglu's breath was blowing against my ear as he explained the rules of the game to me.
"I can't believe you're so fierce, Xiaoyun?"
Ruan Cunyun frowned slightly, then smiled, held the full glass of beer and drank it in two gulps.
“No, no, no…” Ruan Cunyun felt a little dizzy from the noise and couldn’t even hear his own voice.
"Drink, drink!" Everyone started to make a fuss and pushed the wine glasses towards Ruan Cunyun.
He raised his eyes and met Qin Fanglu's eyes in the mirror.
When Ruan Cunyun returned, everyone had just started the next round. He sat in his empty seat with his left arm against Qin Fanglu.
As soon as Qin Fanglu finished speaking, it was Ruan Cunyun's turn.
"Xiao Yun always drinks one glass, who will only drink half of it later?"
After draining the water, I looked in the mirror and saw that my entire face and earlobes were unnaturally red.
The last person guessed that the total number of 5s in the dice rolled by all the people would be at least 14. Ruan Cunyun guessed that there would not be that many, and said without hesitation: "I won't add any more, open it."
The other party nodded slightly, threw the paper into the trash can, and walked out.
Everyone opened their color cups, and Zhu Han counted them one by one: "15, 16... There are 16 5s in total! Xiaoyun, you lose, hahahaha!"
"Mr. Qin?" Ruan Cunyun hurriedly took a few pieces of paper and wiped his face.
Ruan Cunyun held the color cup in his hand stiffly. Who was he? Where was he? He had no idea of the rules of this game when he was dragged here. Everyone at the table was chatting and laughing, and he seemed to be out of place.
Ruan Cunyun told the truth: "I'm not very good at playing."
After playing a few rounds, Ruan Cunyun lost again and drank the whole cup.
Ruan Cunyun's mind was a little fuzzy, and he said bluntly: "No... because everyone wants me to drink."
Qin Fanglu wiped his fingertips elegantly with paper and asked lazily, "Do you like drinking?"
Soon it was Ruan Cunyun's turn to call a number. The previous player called out 20 sixes, which was too big and seemed difficult to add more.
The people at the table were all experienced, and some of them were impatient and had already started shouting, "8 4s!"
He really can't drink, but his colleague handed him a full glass, so shouldn't he finish it
A hand reached out from the side and silently put the empty wine glass a little further away.
The soreness in his abdomen gradually became stronger, and he stood up with the help of the table: "Sorry everyone, I need to go to the bathroom."
He bent down habitually, scooped up some cold water and splashed it on his face in an attempt to cool down.
Everyone laughed and asked him to go quickly.
Qin Fanglu let go, tapped the whiskey glass lightly on the table, and leaned slightly towards Ruan Cunyun: "Do you want to play?"
The KTV was too noisy, and Ruan Cunyun didn't hear clearly what Qin Fanglu said, but he knew Xiaomei was calling him, so he stood up and walked to the table: "I'm just having fun."
"The essence of this game is to bet on what the dice others roll will be."
"Wow-"
Ruan Cunyun's face was covered with water beads, his complexion was bright red, and the water was dripping into his collar.
Xiaomei laughed: "You're making such a big deal at the beginning!"
The light in the KTV was dim, blurring the boundaries between people. Ruan Cunyun could only see Qin Fanglu's three-dimensional facial outline and eyelash silhouette.
Qin Fanglu stood up as well.
Because of the noise, Qin Fanglu had to get very close, but still keep a polite distance.
"Will it?" Qin Fanglu asked suddenly.
"Awesome! We're counting on you to negotiate with clients next time!"
The beer tasted strange. Ruan Cunyun hadn't drunk so much alcohol in one breath in a long time. His stomach couldn't take it and his esophagus was feeling sour.
"I understand. Thank you, Mr. Qin." Ruan Cunyun rubbed his ears imperceptibly and thanked him in a low voice.
Ruan Cunyun hesitated and wondered whether to open it here.
Xiaomei kindly reminded him: "Xiaoyun, think about it again. What if he gets five sixes? That's a big possibility! The beer on the table has been finished. Only white beer can be drunk this round, hahahaha."
Everyone's eyes were focused on Ruan Cunyun. This was a gamble. If he made the wrong choice, he would have to drink another cup.
And it was white, spicy, bitter and strong. Ruan Cunyun was scared just thinking about it.
Unless... unless Qin Fanglu behind Ruan Cunyun is willing to continue to increase the stakes.
But in this case, the possibility of Qin Fanglu drinking alcohol is too high. Who dares to force his leader to drink
Ruan Cunyun closed his eyes and decided to just go for it. It was just drinking.
He reached out and held the color cup: "Open..."
"This is love—love~love~"
Suddenly, a male colleague’s loud and soulful singing came from the speakers, making everyone’s ears numb.
"Ouch, Lao Li! Speak a little more quietly, we can't hear you!" Xiaomei yelled at the top of her voice.
“This is love—love… Hey, oh, oh, okay, I’ll keep my voice down, I’m sorry, hahahaha…”
The male colleague was singing happily with a microphone on. He stopped and scratched his head, and his apology could be heard throughout the box.
Everybody started laughing and it was very lively.
Ruan Cunyun felt someone pressing on the back of his hand, and the other person's fingertips were slightly cold.
"Don't open it, add more." Qin Fanglu said, his voice almost close to Ruan Cunyun's ear.
Itchy, hot, scalding.
No one cared about this corner. Only Ruan Cunyun heard Qin Fanglu's voice and his own heartbeat accelerated by alcohol.
Ruan Cunyun also whispered in Qin Fanglu's ear: "Oh, okay, but Mr. Qin..."
"Xiao Yun! Have you made up your mind?" Zhu Han called him vigorously.
Ruan Cunyun quickly sat up straight. He didn't have time to think about it and could only do as the boss told him: "I'll keep adding, 21 sixes."
Qin Fanglu's voice fell immediately, lazily: "22 sixes."
Everyone was quite surprised, because Ruan Cunyun's number was almost the maximum, and if he wanted to increase it any further, he would have to drink.
Normally, Qin Fanglu would just have to yell at Ruan Cunyun to start drinking, since the kid seemed to be able to drink quite well anyway.
The colleague behind him admitted his fear: "Boss Qin, you have reached the top. Sorry, I have to leave now."
The number drawn was only 13 sixes. No one dared to persuade him to drink. They just said regretfully, "Boss Qin also makes mistakes sometimes."
Qin Fanglu picked up the wine glass calmly, the clear liquor slid into his thin lips, and his Adam's apple slid up and down.
Drink the whole glass in one gulp.
Colleagues laughed and shouted that Mr. Qin was awesome. Ruan Cunyun looked at Qin Fanglu's light-colored lips that were shining with water and was a little dazed for a moment.
Mr. Qin is... helping him block the wine
Ruan Cunyun shook his head to get rid of this unrealistic idea.
The next round of the game began, and Ruan Cunyun was still
Feeling sorry, he gently pulled Qin Fanglu's sleeve.
Qin Fanglu paused for a moment and leaned slightly towards Ruan Cunyun.
While everyone was shaking the dice, Ruan Cunyun whispered in Qin Fanglu's ear: "Boss Qin, are you feeling dizzy? Do you want me to get you a glass of honey water to sober you up?"
The child's voice was soft and his breathing was light, like a feather, brushing against Qin Fanglu's ears again and again.
Qin Fanglu narrowed his eyes: "Yeah, I am a little drunk."
"Then I'll buy you a drink after this game. You've drunk a lot of wine."
Qin Fanglu curled his lips and said, "It's not because of the wine."
Ruan Cunyun was unlucky and lost the next round of the game. Now there was only Western liquor left on the table, and his colleagues started to make a fuss.
Feeling a little miserable, Ruan Cunyun reached out to grasp the wine glass, but the rim of the glass was loosely covered by a bony hand, with five slender fingers resting on the wall of the glass.
It would be too obvious to help block the wine this time.
Qin Fanglu gently pushed the wine glass away and said, "Let's change the punishment. Drinking alone is boring. The loser will answer a true question."
Everyone cheered enthusiastically: "Boss Qin is awesome! Boss Qin is the best at playing!"
Xiao Mei whispered to Zhu Han, "Why do I feel like President Qin is different today? Why is he so active at the party?"
Zhu Han puffed out his chest and said, "It must be because I am leaving the Ministry of Science and Technology, and President Qin is reluctant to let me go."
Xiaomei rolled her eyes.
Qin Fanglu asked Ruan Cunyun for his opinion in a gentlemanly manner: "Is it okay?" Ruan Cunyun nodded, feeling a little grateful in his heart.
He really can't handle a glass of white wine. Anyway, he has no love history, so you can't ask him anything explosive by asking him the truth.
"Who wants to ask?" Zhu Han paused and said with a smile, "President Qin, please ask about the gameplay you proposed."
Qin Fanglu quickly tapped the screen of his mobile phone and handed it to Ruan Cunyun: "Use this random generator."
Ruan Cunyun took it and saw a very simple interface. He pressed "Start Random" and one second later the system randomly selected a question.
What is your ideal partner like
"Ahahaha, this system is really sensible!" Xiaomei praised, "Just now, Xiaoyun with the broken finger revealed that he has never been kissed or had a relationship, right? Now it asks about his ideal type. That's pretty thoughtful!"
Fortunately, the light was dim, otherwise everyone would see their already red faces getting even redder.
All eyes were on him, and Ruan Cunyun was unable to speak for a moment.
How should he say that he wants to find someone to date who can watch anime with him and support couples and play cospy games
Damn, isn’t this Xu Feifei
Ruan Cunyun was frightened by the sudden idea and quickly added a sentence in his mind: I want a more mature one, I want a more mature second dimension.
"Hurry up and tell me!" Zhu Han couldn't wait any longer. "Maybe my distant cousin meets the requirements."
Everyone laughed again.
Ruan Cunyun intercepted the part that could be said and said: "I might like it, mature one."
"Hey, Xiaoyun likes older sister types? Then there's no hope for my cousin." Zhu Han said regretfully.
Ruan Cunyun whispered, "It may not be my sister."
Zhu Han didn't hear clearly, and rolled the dice to start the next round.
"Cellphone." Qin Fanglu spread out his palm and reminded.
"Oh." Ruan Cunyun put the phone back in his hand.
Qin Fanglu felt Ruan Cunyun's fingertips lightly touching his palm.
"What do you mean it's not necessarily my sister?" Qin Fanglu asked casually.
Ruan Cunyun was speechless, and suddenly remembered what happened on the day Xu Feifei gave him the painting collection, and his previous doubts came to his mind again.
Mr. Qin is not homophobic, right
Qin Fanglu lowered his eyes slightly, his jawline was cold and sharp, and his voice was flat: "Does it mean that I can be your brother?"
Ruan Cunyun's heart was numb. He couldn't figure out Qin Fanglu's mood at the moment. After a while, he explained: "I mean that maturity is just a trait. It has nothing to do with age or other factors."
Qin Fanglu held the wine glass in one hand, with ice cubes
Swirling in the cup, very cool.
The others called out for half a circle, and Qin Fanglu heard a somewhat timid voice from the person next to him.
"Boss Qin, does the company charter not allow homosexuality?"
The ice cubes hitting the glass sounded like a chuckle.
"Allowed." Qin Fanglu's voice was calm, but the corners of his lips were raised.
The people around him fell silent, but Qin Fanglu's smile was still there.
Halfway through the round, a prelude suddenly sounded from the speakers.
Ruan Cunyun was counting the points he had shaken with his head down. When the song came on, he looked up in surprise, his eyes wide open, staring at the TV.
I don’t know who requested Butter-Fly, the theme song of Digimon.
Familiar anime characters appeared on the screen. Ruan Cunyun was in a trance and almost thought he was singing karaoke with Xu Feifei.
Ruan Cunyun glanced at his colleagues at the table guiltily. It seemed that no one responded to the song, so he lowered his head again, his eyes quietly searching everyone in the box.
Who is it, which two-dimensional being is lurking in this room
Old Li, holding the microphone, stared at the screen in amazement: "Ah, who ordered this song? Come and grab the microphone - Hey, why is it still a cartoon?"
Zhu Han listened attentively and joined in the fun, "Isn't this the Pokemon? I loved it when I was a kid. Who is so childish? Hahaha!"
Amazing, amazing sized baby!
Ruan Cunyun huddled in the darkness, emitting smoke, and he almost couldn't help jumping up.
Pokémon and Digimon are really two different things!
Everyone at the table was attracted by the show and they all looked around curiously, pointing at the big screen and laughing.
"Did some kid sneak in?"
"Hahahaha, what the hell is this?"
"It's not the song we ordered, is there something wrong with the system? We are all adults here, who would want to watch a baby?"
Each word was more heartbreaking than the last. Ruan Cunyun listened silently, his heart falling into an icy hole.
Under the influence of alcohol, he even had the urge to go on stage and grab the microphone to sing, but when he heard everyone's posture of burning the witch, he didn't dare to do it.
Why can't adults watch cartoons
Ruan Cunyun was very angry.
Someone ran to the song request booth to change the song: "Boss Qin is still here. I'm sorry that the party is like the start of a kindergarten."
"It's okay." Qin Fanglu said, his voice colder than usual, "As long as it doesn't break the law, any hobby should be respected."
There were mixed voices of "Indeed" beside him, "Mr. Qin is right." Ruan Cunyun lowered his head slightly, thinking that it was a good thing there was a normal person here.
A female colleague pushed the door open and walked in, shaking the water off her hands: "Hey, why is this song from Japan? I should have ordered a ballad sung by a European or American singer?"
A few people fiddled with it for a while and realized: "It turns out that they have the same name."
"I see!"
"That's fine, hahaha. Just now, the song was playing but no one was singing it. I thought there was a bug in the song ordering system."
Damn, it turns out that even the only possible like-minded person was just something I imagined.
Ruan Cunyun was a little sad.
Qin Fanglu remained silent except for answering that sentence. He had heard these words many times, but that didn't mean he could accept them calmly. He kept clenching his fists in the shadows.
He knew very well that this was a workplace, most people would not understand the second dimension, and he should respect different interests.
What's more, Ruan Cunyun said that his ideal type is a mature person.
In their world, mature people wouldn't watch Digimon into their twenties, right
In addition to his love for watching cartoons, Qin Fanglu feels that he should be considered mature.
If he could really develop a relationship with Ruan Cunyun, he could slowly find an opportunity to tell him later, but not now.
The game of dice was almost over, and after three rounds of drinks, the protagonist Zhu Han also joined the singing team. While singing, he went to the side to grab a glass of wine and drank with anyone he met.
We are colleagues, so we all give each other face and drink
Drinking is refreshing and enjoyable.
Zhu Han hugged Ruan Cunyun and started to talk about how he was rescued while drifting. He grabbed a glass of liquor of unknown strength from the table and stuffed it into Ruan Cunyun's hand without saying anything. He said, "Xiaoyun, you just joined the company not long ago, but I really like you. Come on, let's go! You have to give me face!"
Zhu Han was already drunk, and the smell of alcohol was all over Ruan Cunyun's neck. Ruan Cunyun managed to escape from his clutches and smiled: "Okay, Brother Zhu Han, I'll drink with you."
Qin Fanglu was just standing outside and answered a phone call. When he came back, he saw Ruan Cunyun being hugged by Zhu Han, with an empty wine glass next to them.
Her hair from earlobe to collarbone was all red, her hair was a little messy, and her slender arms looked snow-white in the light.
When it was almost time to leave, the sober people sent the unconscious ones to the car one by one.
Ruan Cunyun blushed a little, but he was able to speak and walk smoothly. Xiaomei praised Ruan Cunyun, "Awesome, you are a talented young man!"
Since Ruan Cunyun was not drunk, no one took care of him.
Ruan Cunyun followed his colleagues out and turned straight towards the subway station. The people around him gradually became fewer.
He suddenly stopped and looked around in confusion. Where was this
It took him two seconds to realize that he was walking in the wrong direction. He seemed to be a little drunk.
Two car horns were heard on the roadside. Ruan Cunyun was startled while walking on the sidewalk. He turned around and saw a handsome man sitting in the rolled down car window.
The man called him: "Ruan Cunyun, I'll take you home."
Oh, there is such a good thing.
Ruan Cunyun wanted to open the car door, but found that the door was already open, waiting for him to get in.
Just as he was about to take a step, Ruan Cunyun's alarm bells rang.
Damn, how could he get into a stranger’s car!
The man was not in a hurry, nor did he reach out to pull her. He just said in his usual steady voice: "Ruan Cunyun, it's me. You decide whether to get in the car or not."
Focusing his eyes, Ruan Cunyun saw clearly that it was President Qin.
I can trust him, but I'm a little scared. It's disrespectful to ask my boss to send me home.
Ruan Cunyun was afraid of his boss, and even more afraid of getting killed on the road, so he finally got into the car obediently.
"Where do you live?" Qin Fanglu asked.
Ruan Cunyun gave a string of addresses.
The driver started the car.
"Did you enjoy drinking today?" Qin Fanglu's voice.
Ruan Cunyun half-closed his eyes, his heart and the back of his head were throbbing with pain.
He shook his head firmly: "No, I don't like drinking..."
Qin Fanglu sighed: "If you don't like drinking, don't drink so much at once. Will Zhu Han force you to drink?"
The child was too naive and thought that if his colleague asked him to drink, he had to drink it all in one breath.
It's cute, but a little heartbreaking.
Ruan Cunyun was in a daze and felt a gentle hand pressing on the top of his head, as if soothing his neuralgia.
The man's tone was a little helpless.
"fool."
(End of this chapter)