The global exhibition was unprecedentedly grand, with most of the participating companies coming from China and many foreign brands as well.
As a leader in the domestic artificial intelligence industry, Zhufang has a very prominent area in the venue.
The fluorescent blue LOGO, the neat mirrored tabletop, and the transparent display screen showcase various product lines and core technologies. Rather than being a corporate promotional booth, it is more like an installation in a science and technology museum, full of a sense of technology and the future.
The opening ceremony of the exhibition lasted for a whole morning, and Qin Fanglu was one of the guest speakers.
The huge venue was packed with people, and the projection was two stories high. Amid applause, Qin Fanglu walked calmly to the center of the stage.
The Zhu Fang team sat in the front row with an excellent view. Zhu Han excitedly said to Ruan Cunyun, "Boss Qin is here! Boss Qin is here! The boss is so handsome!"
Ruan Cunyun didn't hear what Zhu Han was saying at all. All his senses were taken away by the man under the spotlight.
At the company's semi-annual meeting, Ruan Cunyun saw Qin Fanglu give a speech that was to the point and clear.
But internal company meetings and external speeches are two completely different concepts. Ruan Cunyun fully witnessed the power of Qin Fanglu.
He was wearing the company's T-shirt and his first sentence was very funny, which caused a lot of laughter.
"Every little thing I do is meaningful." Ruan Cunyun's back was straight.
There were many potential customers from other industries in the audience. They were not familiar with professional terms and were easily attracted by the speeches.
Every word was so funny that it seemed like a fairy tale. Ruan Cunyun reiterated: "I have said it countless times. Don't arrange a blind date for me. I won't go."
He realized that there was still a big gap between him and the other party.
"Don't worry about it." Ruan Cunyun stood motionless and smiled.
In his 15-minute speech, Qin Fanglu used humorous words and explained things in simple terms. He talked about the origin of the industry, its practical applications, and its development prospects, and finally praised the company. His words were simple, incisive, and sharp.
When the exhibition was about to end, the crowd gradually thinned out. A middle-aged man with a hawk-like gaze walked straight towards Zhu Fang's booth, followed by his secretary.
Ruan Cunyun pursed his lips, slammed the door and left without saying a word.
Ruan Cunyun was so calm that he almost smiled: "I don't like girls, I like men."
They had a lot of preparation to do before the show started in the afternoon.
"You work at Zhufang? What do you do, a junior engineer?" Father Ruan pulled out a chair and sat down.
Mr. Ruan asked his assistant to wait outside the door, and he and Ruan Cunyun went into the meeting room.
Ruan Cunyun stood still: "Yes."
"Yes."
"You're crazy!" The veins on Father Ruan's cheeks were trembling. "You're so good, Ruan Cunyun, you've grown wings. I think you should never enter this house again!"
"What is your job?"
So, running around the venue, serving tea and water, running errands and doing odd jobs? I see you have been doing these things for the whole afternoon. What valuable things have you learned from it?"
Sister Rain pulled Ruan Cunyun and said, "I know you are still immersed in President Qin's wonderful speech, but we have to prepare the booth now."
Ruan Cunyun is the most junior employee, so naturally he is a brick that needs to be moved wherever he is needed. He shuttles around the entire venue and confirms the details of the exhibition with different people.
"are you serious?"
Father Ruan looked at him, and there seemed to be a few more wrinkles in the corners of his eyes that were not visible in the video: "You returned to Haicheng without telling your family."
Finally, Ruan Cunyun frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"
"Oh, then you should live alone for the rest of your life! Do you think you are so talented that many girls will be attracted to you?"
After working for the whole afternoon, I only had time to eat a few mouthfuls of rice before the busy exhibition session began.
Father Ruan sneered: "Don't think before you joke."
Ruan Cunyun suppressed his smile and stared at his father seriously. His father's expression changed little by little.
Mr. Ruan came here today to find a cooperative company, but he didn't expect to see his son at the exhibition.
"If I listened to you, I would have taken a detour!"
In just one short afternoon, Ruan Cunyun felt that he had learned a lot through what he saw and heard.
Having not seen President Qin the entire afternoon, Ruan Cunyun felt strangely concerned, wondering if he was speaking at some big bosses' meeting.
"You are such a stubborn kid!" Father Ruan raised his voice, speaking in a deep and stern voice, "I wonder how long you can be so stubborn!"
The exhibition was bustling with activity. Ruan Cunyun and another new colleague walked around the venue and saw many famous Chinese and foreign companies.
Father Ruan rubbed his brows and said, "Why are you always unwilling to follow the path that your parents have prepared for you? You didn't study business in college, but insisted on studying computer science. Now you are working as a junior employee in another company. How can there be no place for you in such a big company like ours? If you listen to us, you will avoid many detours."
"Let's talk in the conference room over there." Father Ruan walked in front, and Ruan Cunyun followed silently.
He finally realized that his son was not joking and was telling him this matter seriously.
Compared with Ruan Cunyun's speech at the "New Star Cultivation" selection meeting a few days ago, Qin Fanglu's speech is so much higher.
For example, prepare flyers, adjust the equipment to a state where it can be used directly, and negotiate with the convention and exhibition center about venue and storage issues.
Fortunately, this was the first day, and Ruan Cunyun's main task was to observe how his colleagues received guests and explained things. If they got along well, he would hand it over to colleagues in the Commerce Department for follow-up.
Ruan Cunyun watched him approach and was speechless for a long time.
No one expected that the father and son would meet again in the business world.
"Don't stay at the hotel tonight, go home. Don't come to the convention center to do odd jobs tomorrow, and ask your mother to arrange a blind date for you. You are in your early twenties and you don't act like an adult at all. You watch those things that don't serve your life. How can you take on family responsibilities in the future?"
As soon as the opening ceremony ended, Qin Fanglu was surrounded. It was not clear whether they were clients or colleagues who came to visit him.
My whole body was shaking, my teeth were chattering uncontrollably, my eyes were open but I couldn't see clearly, my feet were moving but I didn't know which direction to go.
Ruan Cunyun didn't know how long he had been wandering in the venue. It seemed as if everyone had left and the entire venue had become an empty shell.
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Qin Fanglu gave a speech in the morning and negotiated with five or six partners in the afternoon. He only breathed a sigh of relief when it was dinner time.
Kiki said, “There are a dozen more companies that want to meet you.”
Qin Fanglu: "Let's schedule it for tomorrow."
"Okay." Kiki nodded and lowered her head to write down, "By the way, Mr. Ruan from Hesong Furniture just said that he must meet you. Do you want to decline?"
"The day after tomorrow." Qin Fanglu said casually, then paused, "Wait a minute, what is Mr. Ruan's full name?"
Kiki gave a name, and Qin Fanglu immediately remembered the column about father in Ruan Cunyun's employment information, and said immediately: "I want to meet him, and I want to meet him now."
When old hands in the business world meet, they just smile, shake hands and compliment each other.
Ruan's father said that Qin Fanglu was "young and promising, handsome, and his speech was amazing", and this was sincere.
Qin Fanglu praised Ruan's father, "I have long heard of your great name. You started from scratch and are a pillar of the industry." This was found on the Internet.
The two men sat opposite each other, and Qin Fanglu asked in a businesslike manner, "Mr. Ruan, how can I help you?", to which Mr. Ruan replied in a businesslike manner, "I have a humble request."
As soon as these four words came out, Qin Fanglu knew that Mr. Ruan was not here for business, and the only connection between them was Ruan Cunyun who was working at Zhufang.
Sure enough, Ruan's father said: "My son Ruan Cunyun has been working in your company for a while, and he has been trained and learned a lot. Now the time is almost up, and we all want him to return to the family business."
Qin Fanglu: "Did you ask Ruan Cunyun for his opinion?"
Father Ruan said solemnly: "I'm afraid he doesn't know what is the best choice."
Considering Ruan Cunyun's depressed mood on the plane, it was not difficult for Qin Fanglu to guess that there must have been some disputes in their family recently. With what Ruan Cunyun's father said, he could probably guess it right.
Qin Fanglu clasped his hands together and asked in a businesslike manner: "Then may I ask, are you trying to poach talent from me?"
"I want to take my son back."
"I'm sorry." Qin Fanglu said bluntly, "Ruan Cunyun is first and foremost an excellent employee at Zhufang, a leader in our training program, and a high-quality human resource of the company. It's not good for you to poach him so blatantly, and directly in front of our management, right?"
Qin Fanglu smiled slightly: "You should go to Mr. Ruan Cunyun in person and discuss salary, equity dividends, and employment benefits with him. If he thinks your company is more suitable for his career plan, I believe Ruan Cunyun will go to your company."
Qin Fanglu didn't say a single wrong word, but every word he said left Ruan's father speechless.
He just couldn't call his son back! Otherwise, why would he come to his son's leadership
Father Ruan choked: "He is still young and doesn't know what he wants."
"So what do you think your son should want?" Qin Fanglu asked.
"This is my family affair, it's a bit inappropriate for Mr. Qin to ask about it." Father Ruan stared.
Qin Fanglu did not dodge or evade: "Whether Ruan Cunyun stays or leaves is our company's business. It would be a bit over the line for President Ruan to interfere."
Before Ruan's father could speak, Qin Fanglu pulled out a piece of paper and began to analyze with clear logic.
"Mr. Ruan, from our conversation just now, I have summarized the following points. Your ideal child should work in your own company, listen to your advice and suggestions, get what you want, and be able to stay by your side, right?"
Father Ruan took a deep breath and said, "I just hope he's OK. And, Mr. Qin, please recognize him clearly. He is my son..."
"That's right." Qin Fanglu showed a brilliant professional smile and pulled out an exquisite flyer from the drawer. "This is our new robot product launched this year. I think it will suit your needs very well."
Father Ruan couldn't catch his breath.
Qin Fanglu pointed at the flyer and introduced: "From the very beginning, you have full control over the robot. You can set its name and gender, and after connecting it to the display screen, you can dress it up according to your preferences. The robot is equipped with the latest housework cleaning system, and you can also download and install functions such as office, play, and chat. You can set the automatic follow mode, and it will go wherever you go, so you don't have to worry about your child getting lost."
Qin Fanglu spoke very quickly, and Ruan's father tried to speak several times but failed.
"You can also activate VIP membership and connect the robot to the Internet so that you can find a partner for it with a similar production time and matching model. Next month we will launch a new robot marriage event. After connecting to the Internet, its social circle can expand to the world." Qin Fanglu smiled.
"More importantly, our robot is completely safe. It will not have any autonomous emotions, and its artificial intelligence is only used in housework, work and social activities. In short, it will only obey your orders completely and will never resist."
"How about it, Mr. Ruan, would you consider buying one? We provide a permanent warranty."
Qin Fanglu is polite.
No matter how dumb Father Ruan was, he could understand what Qin Fanglu was mocking. He was silent for a long time this time, and asked word by word, "Mr. Qin, what position do you take to protect him so much?"
Qin Fanglu stopped smiling and looked at the middle-aged man calmly: "I stand on the side of humanity."
"Mr. Ruan, you obviously haven't fully understood that your son is a living person with independent thinking, independent decision-making ability, and personal dignity," said Qin Fanglu.
"You have built up such a big company, and you know how to respect the wishes of shareholders and the ideas of employees. Why don't you know how to respect your son's choice?"
The veins on Father Ruan's arms bulged, and then he slowly let go.
There was no need to continue talking, so Qin Fanglu stood up and opened the door of the conference room, as if to see someone off.
Before Ruan's father left, Qin Fanglu said, "Mr. Ruan, the robot will be delivered to your house tonight. I will stay with Ruan Cunyun."
When he returned home at night, Mr. Ruan didn't expect to find a huge package piled by the door.
He took it apart with a sullen face, and actually found a robot.
There is a
Label: [Your Perfect Child]. Below is a densely packed instruction manual, telling the user in detail how to set various parameters and how to connect the robot to the Internet.
At the bottom was a letter that was incredibly brief.
[To Mr. Ruan:
I wish you happy raising.
Best regards
Presented by Qin Fanglu]
It is not very harmful, but extremely insulting.
Given Father Ruan's usual ruthless style, he should have lost his temper long ago.
But this time he didn't. He walked with his hands behind his back to the room where Ruan Cunyun had lived since childhood and stood in front of the empty bookcase for a long time.
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When on a business trip at night, the company naturally has to have a meal together. Sister Rain chose hotpot, hoping for a prosperous start.
Because Qin Fanglu's speech was so effective, the company's booth was packed with people in the afternoon. Colleagues at the table happily clinked glasses and shared what big clients they had attracted that day and how many orders they had closed.
The atmosphere at the table was very lively. It is not advisable to drink too much on a business trip, so everyone drank juice instead of wine and clinked glasses many times.
Ruan Cunyun sat among everyone, talking and laughing happily, looking normal.
Zhu Han patted Ruan Cunyun on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Ruan, did you see how I quickly and easily won that client today? Tomorrow is your turn, just follow this rhythm, ok!"
"I learned something. I was stunned today." Ruan Cunyun made an exaggerated expression. "I was thinking at the time that with Han Ge's eloquence, Buffett could win him over!"
There was a joyful laugh at the table, and Zhu Han said, "Xiao Ruan, if you keep up this eloquence, even Li Bai will have to call you brother tomorrow!"
Ruan Cunyun waved his hands repeatedly: "This is too much, too much, can Brother Han get drunk just by drinking juice?"
The dinner was very lively and Ruan Cunyun was particularly active.
Everyone said that Xiao Ruan seemed like a different person tonight. She was cheerful as usual, and today she was the one who livened up the atmosphere.
"After all, it's my first business trip, and I'm quite excited." Ruan Cunyun explained with a smile, curling the corners of his lips, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Zhu Han began to plan activities after the exhibition: "Since we are in Haicheng, we must go to the bar street for fun! Two nights later, is there anyone who wants to go with me?"
Other colleagues laughed and called Zhu Han a "drunkard". Ruan Cunyun put down the watermelon juice, raised his hand and said, "I'll go."
Qin Fanglu looked at Ruan Cunyun deeply.
Ruan Cunyun obviously hates drinking.
After dinner, everyone went back to their rooms to rest, as the next day would be another hard day.
Because there were an even number of people coming, Qin Fanglu would definitely live in a suite by himself, and after the rooms were divided, Ruan Cunyun would live in a single room by himself.
Ruan Cunyun took the key to the single room and gave his most sincere smile of the night.
As night fell, there was no wind or moon, and the autumn chill became somewhat biting.
Qin Fanglu glanced at the gloomy sky and asked the hotel to send a cup of hot milk and a plate of fruit to the room.
After changing into soft home clothes, Qin Fanglu walked out of the room with milk and fruit, went to Ruan Cunyun's door and rang the doorbell.
After ringing the door three times, no one came out to open it. Qin Fanglu stood for a while and walked along the quiet and deserted corridor of the hotel.
There is a secluded terrace at the end of the floor, from which graceful flower shadows can be seen from afar.
Qin Fanglu walked closer silently and saw a slender figure huddled in the corner of the empty terrace. He was biting his fingers and his shoulders were shaking slightly.
The fruit plate and milk were gently placed on the round table, making an almost inaudible sound.
Ruan Cunyun quickly lowered his arm and turned back with unusual sensitivity. His eyes were red and his lips were trembling with an abnormal redness.
Qin Fanglu didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment.
Like crumpled paper, like a torn painting, like rotten meat, like the worst of all things combined.
Ruan Cunyun quickly wiped his eyes with his sleeve, shrank back to the edge of the corner, and spoke in a panic.
"Boss Qin... I just...!"
Everything went dark before his eyes and Ruan Cunyun fell into a warm embrace.
Her entire face was pressed into the man's arms, making it difficult for her to breathe, and her nose felt sore.
Qin Fanglu didn't say anything, but just stroked Ruan Cunyun's stiff back, feeling him gradually relax.
The silent sky terrace was blown by the night breeze, mixed with dull sobs.
A man's hoarse voice came from above his head: "It's okay..."
Ruan Cunyun tightly grasped the hem of Qin Fanglu's clothes with one hand, almost unable to breathe, and all his trembling was gently dissolved by his embrace.
I don’t know how long it took, Ruan Cunyun raised his head slightly, his eyes became redder, but there was no trace of tears.
His left hand was still clutching Qin Fanglu's clothes, like a life-saving straw. He wrinkled his pretty little nose and laughed with a nasal tone: "Sorry, I soiled your clothes."
Qin Fanglu's chest was wet, but he didn't even look at it. He just raised his hand and gently wiped the dry corners of Ruan Cunyun's eyes with his fingertips.
"Let's go back to the room. It's too cold outside."
Qin Fanglu pulled up Ruan Cunyun's right wrist and felt him pulling it back desperately.
Looking back at Ruan Cunyun's fist, Qin Fanglu frowned and said, "Let me see it."
Ruan Cunyun hid his hands behind his back: "Nothing."
Qin Fanglu stood still, his eyes gentle and firm.
Ruan Cunyun could only stretch out his hand with his hands drooping, and Qin Fanglu turned over his palm and saw his bloody fingertips.
"How did it happen?" Qin Fanglu's voice was frighteningly low.
"I bit, I bit..." Ruan Cunyun explained hurriedly, "I did it subconsciously, I really didn't use much force, I just have sharp teeth..."
Qin Fanglu took a deep breath, picked up the unopened milk and fruit in one hand, and pulled Ruan Cunyun back to the room with the other hand. After holding it in for a long time, he finally sighed: "I have alcohol and Band-Aids."
Qin Fanglu thought to himself, my ancestor, I would rather you bite my heart than bite your own hand, which would hurt me.
Ruan Cunyun sat stiffly on the sofa in Qin Fanglu's suite, letting Qin Fanglu hold his wrist obediently. He watched the alcohol cotton ball wipe away the blood on his fingertips bit by bit, revealing a tiny wound.
"Does it hurt?" Qin Fanglu raised his eyelids and looked at him.
Ruan Cunyun shook his head without blinking.
Qin Fanglu put a band-aid on him and asked: "Which tooth did you use to bite it so sharply?"
His defensiveness and tears flowed away. Ruan Cunyun actually opened his lips slightly, revealing a pair of small fangs. He defended himself again, "Canine fangs. My canine fangs are quite sharp. I really didn't use any force. I just bite my fingers habitually when I'm thinking about something... I'm mentally healthy."
"Yeah." Qin Fanglu's eyes fell lightly on the pair of bloodthirsty little fangs, and his tone was also light.
"Tiger Teeth is not behaving well."
Ruan Cunyun was suddenly called out in the circle. He widened his eyes in shock and looked terrified, like a frightened deer.
Qin Fanglu looked up in confusion: "What's wrong?"
Ruan Cunyun coughed to cover it up, "…Nothing."
Qin Fanglu didn't ask any more questions. He pointed at the hot milk and fruit on the table and said, "Eat some. You told me it helps you sleep."
After saying this, Qin Fanglu went to another room and started packing the medicine box. Ruan Cunyun swallowed a piece of sweet Hami melon, and his heart began to feel uneasy.
Until now, Qin Fanglu has not asked him why he was crying or what happened.
But he cried and wet one of Qin Fanglu's clothes, so Qin Fanglu should have the right to know, right
The cleaning sounds in the next room stopped. Qin Fanglu came over, held the door frame and said softly: "I don't know what happened exactly, but we often encounter uncomfortable things in life, and crying is normal. You don't have to tell me, if you are still upset, you can..."
“I came out to my dad.”
Ruan Cunyun sat on the sofa and looked at Qin Fanglu calmly.
Qin Fanglu suddenly clenched his fingers on the door frame and broke out in a cold sweat.
He could only infer that Ruan Cunyun's father had a strong desire to control Ruan Cunyun, but he didn't expect that the fuse would be this.
Ruan Cunyun said to himself: "Looking back now, I did choose the wrong time. We were both not calm at that time, and I did want to piss him off.
I have to give up everything. I just blurt out what I want to say."
"I really regret it. Others have to wait three years for their parents to prepare for coming out, but I told him the truth in just three seconds. It's no wonder he's angry."
"Besides, I have to go to work tomorrow. I really didn't think that much at the time." Ruan Cunyun scratched his hair in annoyance. "I'm sorry, Mr. Qin. I will adjust my mood and it won't affect my work tomorrow."
Qin Fanglu sat down next to him and looked Ruan Cunyun in the eye: "No. When you need to come out, it's their fault."
"Who defines the 'cabinet'? Who stipulates that people must follow a certain path? The flight of butterflies has no track, the blowing of the wind has no direction, and you can also walk the path you want."
Ruan Cunyun's nose was sore again, and he said aggrievedly: "I know, but my family insisted on building a track for me and setting a direction for me. They relied on blood ties to control me, why?"
"Why, they say they love you the most in the world, but at the same time they do things that hurt you."
This is an unsolved question, and no one knows the answer.
But after many years, Ruan Cunyun finally said this sentence, and it was like a stone that had been weighing on his heart had finally fallen to the ground.
Qin Fanglu held his wrist loosely and rubbed his protruding wrist bone with his fingertips.
"You've done very well. You have your own job, independent income, and a... decent boss."
Ruan Cunyun couldn't help laughing: "Thank you, leader."
Qin Fanglu let him go, opened his arms hesitantly, and said softly: "I want to hug you for a while, can I?"
Ruan Cunyun, with tears and smiles in his eyes, leaned forward and was gently embraced.
The man whispered in his ear: "Thank you for your hard work over the years."
Ruan Cunyun closed his eyes and blinked his eyelashes rapidly.
If he doesn't blink soon, he's going to cry again.
When Qin Fanglu was hugging her on the terrace, Ruan Cunyun was so busy being sad that he had no other thoughts.
At this moment, he was clear-headed and relaxed. His face was pressed against Qin Fanglu's chest. He could clearly feel his slowly rising and falling chest muscles and his violently beating heart.
After hugging her, her tears stopped but her face turned red.
(End of this chapter)