"If I'm finally getting closer to you, it's only because it takes 103 steps to walk from the second row below the stage to the podium, and 61 steps from my seat to yours."
Speaking of which, although there is a reason for the departure of the former leader of the team, Lao Zhang, but after all, several departments have heard that there are adjustments, so Cheng Yan has not been able to walk from the tea room to the computer. The administrative department sent it. The team building notification has already popped up in the lower right corner of the screen with a ding dong.
When Miao Yu was woken up by the sound, Cheng Yan had just stepped into the office door with a cup in hand. By the time everyone got to their seats, Miao Yu had already read the email.
Cheng Yan watched the expression on her face change from excitement to loss, and asked with a little doubt: "What's wrong? Did something happen?"
With a reluctant expression on his face, Miao Yu said, "Simply, I thought last year's team building was on weekends. Why is it arranged this year? This free overtime on weekends is killing people, right?"
"Giggle", Fatty had not slept originally, and he was chatting with a book on his mobile phone, but after hearing Miao Yu's complaint, he laughed out loud, "Miao Miao, have you ever seen one before? Which company would put the regimental building on a regular basis, it’s all capitalism that squeezes the working people, do you understand?”
"That's right..." Miao Yu pouted, unhappy, "But you said this, he is scheduled for next weekend, there will definitely be a report meeting before the weekend, and he has to catch up with some of the progress. Going hiking on the weekends.”
"Climbing!!" Miao Yu slumped on the chair, "What's the difference between this kind of exercise and work!"
After speaking, she suddenly sat up again: "Cheng Yan, are you going? You didn't go last year, did you?"
"Well, I didn't go." Cheng Yan nodded.
"How about this year?" Miao Yu asked again.
Cheng Yan hesitated, shook his head, and said sincerely, "I don't know yet."
Last year, he actually considered not to go to the team building, but at that time he and Huo Sheng were not in the same team, and their natural activities were separated. Besides, last year, he went to the gym to play trampoline or something, of course not The range that Cheng Yan will do.
When he saw Miao Yu approaching, he thought she was just curious if he was going to join. Who knows, Miao Yu didn't ask anything at first, but looked around the office as if to confirm something before twisting again. He came back and asked in a low voice, "Is it okay to ask for leave? It's just a general activity."
"It's okay." Cheng Yan replied according to his experience.
Hearing this answer, Miao Yu instantly felt at ease, and immediately pushed the chair and went back to her seat to apply for leave.
Cheng Yan calmed down here, and then opened the email again. The email notified that he was going to a nature reserve more than 200 kilometers away for mountain climbing and camping, and the time was next weekend, two days and one night.
Cheng Yan had been to the nature reserve mentioned in the email, but he had no concept of camping, and he couldn't even say what to bring.
He spent the rest of his time using his mobile phone to check some of the necessities he was going to bring. When it was time for work in the afternoon, he continued to organize information about the content of the week.
The data collation is boring and boring, and it is interesting to be able to get in touch with a lot of the latest information. It's just that no matter who it is on, staring at the computer for three or five hours, people will still be a little bit unbearable, and it is inevitable that they have to get up and pour water in the middle.
Cheng Yan bought a new teacup on Wednesday, with a black plaid on a white bottom, which looks very similar to a coat he once had, stable and not so old-fashioned. He also liked tea cups very much, and in only two hours in the afternoon, he got up to take water three or four times.
Of course, these three or four times were observed by Miao Yu.
According to other people's standards, it's really not much, but Miao Yu still finds it a little novel on Cheng Yan, who used to sit in front of the computer all afternoon without moving.
She stood up with doubts, went to the water dispenser to get a glass of water, stood still and looked at it, and found that except for some moving shadows in the leadership's office, she couldn't see anything else.
She couldn't help wondering if she was looking at Assistant Liang, but when she looked at Liang Chen and came to Cheng Yan twice, Cheng Yan didn't seem to notice, and she seemed to have reached a dead end, and became more and more curious. Just sitting in the seat and thinking about it.
There is an internal chat software in the company. Generally, in order not to miss the notification, everyone will turn on the prompt sound.
And when this kind of qq-like prompt sounded for the fifth time, Fatty finally couldn't bear it any longer. He stood up and knocked on Miao Yu's table, which attracted Cheng Yan's attention.
Fatty Wang said, "Miaomiao, wake up, what are you thinking? The call has been ringing for a long time."
Miao Yu then panicked and opened the contact information.
When she received the message, she felt nothing, but when she opened the content of the message, she saw that Assistant Liang asked her if she had time to help. She had no progress for a week, and she suddenly became nervous for no reason, so she quickly whispered to the side: "Cheng Yan, Cheng Yan!"
"Please" was written on her face, and there was a pleading in her voice, "Cheng Yan, Assistant Liang seems to be in a hurry, I'm not feeling well in my stomach, please help me to see if there is anything. What do you need help with?"
The honest Cheng Yan was stunned for two seconds after hearing this, but after seeing Miao Yu covering her stomach, she finally nodded helplessly, turned around and walked in.
When Liang Chen saw that it was Cheng Yan who pushed the door, he was a little surprised and wanted to ask, "Why are you here?" But before she could open her mouth, she heard Cheng Yan say in a low voice, "Miao Yu is a little uncomfortable, let me see if I need help?"
This made Liang Chen laugh a little, but he resisted not showing it on the bright side, but as if it didn't matter, he stood up by himself and pulled up the chair, let Cheng Yan sit over, and explained the task in a low voice, "You I'll help you sort this out, it's not very complicated to get off work, just ask Brother Sheng if you don't know anything."
After listening to it for a long time, Cheng Yan understood it. To put it bluntly, Liang Chen estimated that he had other things, so he wanted him to do the work she needed now.
Liang Chen spent five minutes explaining the details to him and then stood up. When he was about to leave the office, he turned around and said to Huo Sheng, "Brother Sheng, then I'll go first." Then he turned to Cheng again. Yan said goodbye.
Huo Sheng, who had been in front of the computer without raising his head to speak, then turned his eyes slightly towards the door, raised his eyes and smiled, and said, "I wish the blind date a success."
As a result, Cheng Yan, who was drinking water, choked directly in his throat. As soon as the door was closed, he coughed for a long time.
The feeling of choking suddenly was uncomfortable. Cheng Yan was also embarrassed because he was coughing in this office. He didn't know if his whole face was choking or he was in a mood. In a few seconds, he was blushing, and he didn't even touch his ears. Let go.
Huo Sheng helped him refill the glass of water, put the glass on the desk again, and asked, "Are you all right?"
Hearing the sound, Cheng Yan quickly waved his hand, but couldn't say a word because of the cough.
Huo Sheng looked at his drooping eyes and red ears, couldn't help smiling, and didn't say anything. It wasn't until after a while that the color on his face seemed to have recovered, and then he laughed and teased again: "What's wrong? Is Liang Chen's blind date a very rare thing?"
When he said this, Cheng Yan just put the cup to his lips again, and when he heard him say that, the soreness of the choking cough just seemed to be surging up again. He quickly swallowed the air, slowed down, raised his eyes and looked at the other party a little, and replied, "No, I just haven't heard of it before, so I'm a little surprised."
Only then did Huo Sheng smile aloud, "I found it quite amusing when I heard it today."
"However, I heard that you and her are getting younger?" Huo Sheng asked.
"Well... um." Cheng Yan nodded, but he was a little puzzled how Liang Chen even told Huo Sheng.
But he didn't think that before he could lower his head, he heard Huo Sheng explain: "It's not that she took the initiative to say it, I asked her why she switched to this industry, and she said that it was because Fa Xiao was here, and I I just thought that it should be you."
"Why?" Cheng Yan asked suddenly.
"Why why?" Huo Sheng didn't know why.
"Ah? Just," Cheng Yan blinked, "why do you think it's me?"
Huo Sheng raised the corner of his mouth and replied, "It's just a name." Then he turned his eyes back to the computer.
The name... Cheng Yan couldn't help repeating it in his mind, that is to say, he heard and remembered the name 'Ayan'.
His lips were slightly pursed, and he quickly looked back at the computer to sort out what Liang Chen explained.
The assistant's work, although very detailed, is completely different from his own.
It's just that he originally wanted to give Huo Sheng all the things he tried his best to confirm before he got off work, but he didn't want to do it himself because Huo Sheng took a phone call and needed to go out.
Fortunately, Cheng Yan has always been a careful person, and since this was a manuscript written for Huo Sheng, he carefully checked it several times before pressing save and leaving a message.
It was still after three o'clock in the afternoon when he sat down, and it was already past seven o'clock when he left his seat. He stretched and found that it was already a little dark outside, and after pushing the door out, the office was the same as usual Friday. No one was there early.
Cheng Yan walked to his seat, turned on the screen, marked all the unfinished things today, and stuffed some materials into the bag.
After picking up the bag, he remembered that the teacup had been forgotten on Liang Chen's desk, and quietly opened Huo Sheng's office door again.
To say that it's time to leave after taking the water cup, but I don't know what happened to him suddenly, the moment Cheng Yan turned sideways, he changed his direction as if uncontrollably, and walked in.
But when he got to Huo Sheng's seat, he didn't sit down, but stood there, as if looking from the desk to a certain direction outside the door, paused for a moment, then turned around and took a step by step. Walk out slowly.
He counted in a voice only he could hear: "1, 2, 3, 4... , 59, 60, 61."
It wasn't until he stopped in front of his seat that he carefully picked up the pen on the table, took out the diary that had been in the drawer by the bedside from his bag, and wrote a few words with the pen.
There are 61 steps left.