"Is it really different from the past?"
If the same time unit can also be faster or slower, Cheng Yan would say that time always flies fast when he is with Huo Sheng.
Just like this November, if it was two months ago, even if he stayed at home alone for seven days, he probably wouldn't feel long or boring, but now that he has become friends with that person, somehow, It just feels a lot harder.
The first working day after the 11th Golden Week, Friday.
Early in the morning, Miao Yu was thinking about working eight days in a row with the addition of sabbaticals, and chatted with the two of you, one after another, with Fatty.
When Cheng Yan arrived, he happened to hear Miao Yu say, "Eight days, do you think I can give myself a weekend in the middle of my annual leave?"
The fat man had a steamed bun on the table and soy milk in his hand. He took a mouthful and made an empty box. He turned his hand and threw it into the trash can. Then he said, "Hey, you are still thinking of taking a leave of absence from the project. When Lao Zhang was there, I said that I would take three days off to go home to see my mother, but he didn't agree. So it's all in the later stage, so you should stop, don't be a leader and look like a normal person. It's just so good."
"But I'm not asking for three days. If I can't ask for three days, two days will be fine. If it really doesn't work, one day will be fine. It happens to be in the middle of these eight days." Yan asked, "What do you think?"
Cheng Yan was slightly startled by the sudden question, and when Fatty's words were clear in his mind, he glanced at Miao Yu again and said softly, "Maybe I agree, I'm not very sure."
The fat man frowned slightly, but didn't say a word.
Miao Yu suddenly became happy and sat back with a small calculation in mind.
In fact, Cheng Yan understands what Fatty is thinking, and it is generally rare to ask for leave later in the project. It's not because of anything else, but because everyone's tasks are heavy in the later stage. If one person asks for a day or two of leave, the workload of that day or two must be undertaken by others.
But although Cheng Yan disapproved of the practice of asking for leave, but hearing Fatty's words, he felt a little resistance in his heart. This resistance prevented him from concentrating too much all morning, and his efficiency naturally dropped by half. .
Hey, he couldn't stop sighing while sitting at the dining table.
Liang Chen walked to the opposite side of him with his dinner plate and sat down, looked around as if to check, then turned around and asked him, "What are you sighing for? Is lunch unpalatable?"
"No." Cheng Yan's denial turned to denial, but he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.
Seeing him like this, Liang Chen was quite fresh. He smiled and wentssip with him: "I heard that you met Mr. Huo when you were eleven?"
This sentence directly frightened Cheng Yan. After sitting there for a long time, he blinked, frowned and whispered, "How did you know?"
"Someone has met you," Liang Chen said disapprovingly, "It's from the company, but that's okay, isn't it normal for those of your superiors and subordinates to be friends in private?"
Having said that, Cheng Yan thought to himself, but "um" lightly on his lips, trying to pass the topic.
But Liang Chen thought it was normal, so he continued: "I also said how did you gossip about him that day? When did you get so close to Mr. Huo and didn't say a word."
"What's there to say." Cheng Yan then retorted, thinking that since he can't get around, he will spread it out, "I brought Huo Xiaoman here that day."
"I know," Liang Chen smiled, "I wasn't there the day he asked you out, but I thought he was just joking."
"Well, me too..." Cheng Yan replied.
"You think it's a joke too," Liang Chen continued, "He is nice to people, and occasionally jokes about his subordinates, but if he asks you out seriously, he should still like you. "
"Anyway..." She lengthened her voice, stared at the person and inserted a salad in a bowl before saying, "Anyway, I haven't seen him go out with other subordinates, and I don't seem to have heard of him. "
Cheng Yan did not speak.
Liang Chen thought for a while and then said, "But you're fine. I was worried about you before."
"What are you worried about?" he asked.
"I'm worried you'll keep going like this," Liang Chen replied with a smile, "but don't get too close."
"What do you mean?" Cheng Yan asked.
"Hey, the company is a place with complicated interpersonal relationships, you know," she said, "I'm worried that if you don't join this group, you will be bullied or something."
"It's okay." Cheng Yan replied without a moment's delay.
This time, Liang Chen was too surprised, and suddenly said with a corner of his eyes, "Ayan, you seem to be a little different from before."
Is it different? Cheng Yan thought about it silently.
"It seems that it started when you cut your hair?" Liang Chen said, "I feel that the whole person's condition has improved a lot."
"Probably." Cheng Yan raised his hand and touched his slightly longer bangs, and smiled.
That afternoon, Miao Yu went to fight the counterfeit report excitedly. Cheng Yan still knew from her conversation with Fatty that Huo Sheng seemed to have no objection to this at all. She just asked her to arrange the time reasonably, pay attention to completing the task, and say yes There will be another briefing on Friday.
Although the debriefing meeting is the adjustment and update of the content after the last meeting, the progress after the meeting still needs to be reported.
Miao Yu was thinking about making up for the overtime these days.
But she said that she had to work overtime to make up for it, and she couldn't sit still when she got off work. After tossing back and forth and adjusting for two days, there was still a lot of content left on Thursday night.
She sat sideways on the office chair, looked at the person next to her with her hands clasped together, and said in a pitiful tone: "Cheng Yan, please, just this time, help me share some of the burden, I really can't finish it. ."
"..." Cheng Yan saw that there was nothing she could do, thinking in his heart that he didn't have much content left, so he just took over part of it and said, "I'll help you with the content, you still have to confirm it yourself. ."
"Wow," Miao Yu shouted gratefully when she heard it, "Cheng Yan, you are my father."
"..." These words made Cheng Yan speechless for a while.
The autumn night came a lot earlier, and not long after get off work, the sky outside was completely dark.
Only the computers in front of Cheng Yan and Miao Yu's desks were still glowing in the office. The two stared at the computer screen intently, chasing the task with all their might, and the entire space was extremely quiet.
The time on the computer slowly slipped from 19:00 to 20, and then jumped to 21. Cheng Yan felt that his body was a little stiff sitting here, and finally let go of his hand holding the mouse, and couldn't help but stretch out a Lazy waist.
He turned his head and asked, "Miao Yu, how much do you have."
"It's over in a little while, Cheng Yan, have you finished?" Miao Yu asked without looking back.
Cheng Yan moved his hand back again, instructing the small arrow on the screen to tap the send button twice, "It's over, it's sent to you, I'll withdraw first."
"Okay, thank you." Miao Yu then turned around, looked at Cheng Yan gratefully, and said, "I'll invite you to dinner next time. When do you think you have time?"
"It's okay, don't be so troublesome." Cheng Yan said politely, and after that, he went to pour another glass of water for Miao Yu, and then left the office.
Miao Yu watched his movements, stunned for two seconds, waited for the person to leave, and then returned to work again.
The corridor is paved with marble floors, and when no one is around, the sound of footsteps is particularly obvious.
Cheng Yan was waiting at the central elevator when he heard someone approaching from far to near in the corridor on the other side.
The sound, accompanied by the slowly rising elevator numbers, made people feel a little nervous for some reason.
Fortunately, the number of the elevator arrived one step ahead of the sound, but when he entered the elevator and pressed the door closing button with his back turned, someone suddenly called him outside.
The voice sounded familiar, but unfortunately the elevator door separated the two.
Cheng Yan thought for a while, and then realized that it was Huo Sheng, and immediately took the phone out of his pocket.
Although no one was in the elevator, the signal was completely unstable.
When he reached the first floor with a 'ding', he still wanted to call someone, and the phone on the other side called first.
He picked it up and listened to the other side laughing and saying to him, "You won't be frightened, right?"
"No, I didn't see it," he explained quickly.
Then I heard another burst of laughter on the phone, and then said, "I just have something to ask you, wait at the gate, I'll drive first."
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There is a little delay, it is estimated that the last update will be in the middle of the night, you can watch it tomorrow. (2/3)