As soon as Yuan Che walked out of the room, he saw Fang Ru walking in from the outside in a sportswear, with wet hair on his forehead, flushed cheeks, and foggy eyes.
"What did you do?" he asked.
"Huh? Mr. Yuan, did you get up so early today?" Fang Ru wiped his sweat with a towel, and said with a smile, "I went for a run. I used to run in the morning every day. Now that I'm done with work, I want to keep this habit. "
Yuan Che looked at him a few more times, and he quickly added: "Mr. Yuan, don't worry, I won't delay my work. I will take a shower after running and pay attention to hygiene."
Yuan Che turned his head, sat down on the sofa, picked up the newspaper and read it.
Fang Ru smiled and walked briskly into the room. As soon as the door was closed, his face wrinkled, and he rubbed his waist and muttered, "I'm sorry I haven't run for so many years..."
After taking a quick shower, Fang Ru went into the kitchen to prepare breakfast for Yuan Che. Just after breaking an egg, Yuan Che's voice came from behind: "I want to eat noodles today."
"Okay." Fang Ru replied as if singing.
"I don't want soup noodles, but noodles." Yuan Che said again.
"Okay." Fang Ru took out meat, vegetables, potatoes, shallots and other ingredients from the refrigerator.
"Don't put green vegetables, chives, potatoes, cucumbers, radishes."
Fang Ru paused, then turned around and asked, "Then what do you want to eat?"
"You can figure it out. Anyway, don't put those things, but it must be delicious."
After leaving these words, Yuan Che walked away gracefully.
Um? What's wrong with Yuan Er Shao? Fang Ru looked at the ingredients in his hand with a tangled expression.
Twenty minutes later, Fang Ru came out with a plate of noodles.
Yuan Che examined it carefully. It was a plate of noodles mixed with red sauce, without any green or flesh color.
"What's in it?"
"Try it, there are absolutely no vegetables, shallots, potatoes, cucumbers and radishes." Fang Ru smiled happily.
Yuan Che picked up the fork and stirred it a few times, then put the fork into his mouth, and just took half a mouthful, his brows twitched a few times, as if he was holding back, swallowed the noodles after holding back for a few seconds, and then drank Take a sip of juice.
"Mr. Yuan, how does it taste?" Fang Ru asked as if begging for a reward.
Yuan Che moved the corner of his mouth: "Reluctantly." Very reluctantly!
This guy added tomato sauce and sour plum meat to the noodles, so sour that he almost lost his teeth. Although he quite likes to eat sour food, but it is so sour, it's a good thing he did it! Why doesn't he just make meat noodles? He made it so clear!
But after eating a few more bites, I got used to it. He secretly admired his powerful taste buds.
"Why don't you eat?" Yuan Che looked at Fang Ru who was standing aside.
"I ate it when I went out for a run today. It was Zhang Ji's steamed stuffed bun with a bowl of warm tofu nao. It tasted very good." Fang Ru thought about it.
Yuan Che pursed his lips, and continued to fork noodles, eating every mouthful.
Halfway through eating, he suddenly dropped the fork and said, "I don't want to eat." Then he got up and walked into the room, but after a while, he changed into a suit and came out, ready to go to work.
Fang Ru quickly handed him a paper bag: "Today's dessert."
"No need today." Yuan Che closed the door with a "bang".
Fang Ru looked at the closed door, touched his chin, and showed a thoughtful expression.
The top floor of the original group division building.
After Yuan Che was busy with the work in hand, he habitually went to get the food box, but unexpectedly found nothing, and then remembered that he didn't bring it at all today. During this period of time, Fang Ru would always prepare some snacks for him. Although they were weird, they were thoughtful, which made him feel like a treasure hunt, looking for his favorite taste among a bunch of weird foods.
This morning he rejected Fang Ru's food box due to inexplicable emotions, and now his heart is empty and he feels very bad.
Yuan Che fidgeted with his hair, asked the secretary to bring in a cup of coffee, and asked her to notify the department manager and business supervisor to hand in all the case proposals in hand. The secretary had a strange expression, silently mourning for those managers and supervisors, she remembered that the latest case was only put on the agenda a day ago...
Sure enough, several people walked into Yuan Che's office tremblingly, and within half an hour they rushed out disheveled, as if they were running for their lives. Glancing over from the corner of the eye, the office was in a mess. Miss Secretary wisely decided to wait until the lunch break before going in to clean up.
Yuan Che is a well-known workaholic. He is meticulous in his work, strict with his subordinates, hot-tempered, and disowned by his relatives. He is known as a "cold-faced tyrannosaurus". What is feared is his toughness and irascibility, and what is admired is his ability and generosity. He has never been stingy with rewarding people with outstanding performance, and the treatment of employees is also the highest among all divisions of the original group.
However, he rarely reprimanded his subordinates for no reason, nor would he casually issue orders to intentionally punish people. There seems to be something abnormal today, and the mood is very unstable.
The next morning, Fang Ru went for a morning jog as usual, and Yuan Che watched his back quietly through the window.
When he came back, Yuan Che had already been sitting in the living room for half an hour. He found that Fang Ru was actually holding a rose in his hand. Before he could ask, Fang Ru took the initiative to explain: "This is given to me by the grandma in that garden villa, isn't it beautiful?"
Putting the rose on the tip of his nose and smelling it, Fang Ru's expression stretched, his smiling eyes curved: "I'm still very attractive."
The corner of Yuan Che's mouth twitched slightly, staring at him quietly, without saying a word.
Fang Ru looked left and right but couldn't find a container to put roses in, so he could only lean it against the pillar cabinet temporarily, and then went into the room to change clothes and prepare breakfast.
Fang Ru still didn't dine with Yuan Che this time, obviously he ate outside again, and remained the same for the next few days. The only difference is that Fang Ru began to take the initiative to tell Yuan Che some nearby experiences, such as seeing a beautiful shepherd dog and a Haba loving each other one day, and a few strange old men playing chess in the garden. At sunrise, the rhododendrons by the lake are in bloom...
Yuan Che never knew what to pay attention to near his residence, but from Fang Ru's mouth, he could always hear a lot of fun. Fang Ru's voice is warm and warm, and his tone is as light as playing music, which makes people feel at ease. He also went from impatient at the beginning to gradually adapting, and finally even listened quietly.
One day, Fang Ru brought several Zhang Ji buns to Yuan Che.
Yuan Che said with disgust: "Is the food from the vendors outside edible?"
"Zhang Ji's boss is not an ordinary person." Fang Ru explained with a smile, "I have observed Uncle Zhang for several days and found that he is very particular about his work. .His bakery is only open for two hours a day, and the price is affordable. He doesn't care about profit and loss, he just enjoys the fun of life."
Fang Ru picked up a steamed stuffed bun and took a bite, commenting: "The stuffing is thick and the soup is rich. It's really delicious."
Seeing how satisfied he was, Yuan Che couldn't help but whet his appetite, so he tasted one hesitantly, and it tasted really good.
"The buns I brought back are almost cold, it's best to eat the ones just out of the cage." Fang Ru suddenly suggested, "Mr. Yuan gets up early every day, why don't you go to Zhangji with me tomorrow to try other flavors of buns Bar?"
Yuan Che was noncommittal, neither agreeing nor objecting. The next day, he appeared in front of Fang Ru wearing a sportswear.
Fang Ru said "Good morning" naturally, and walked out of the community with him, running side by side.
Many people greeted Fang Ru along the way, and Fang Ru responded enthusiastically.
Yuan Che did not expect that in just a few days, he became so familiar with the people nearby. Slightly tilting his head to look at the people around him, his soft short hair raised slightly with the running, with sweat stains faintly flickering in the morning sun, his eyelashes moved slightly, and the glass-like eyes inadvertently reflected in his eyes, and the smile was transmitted instantly , Yuan Che's heart seemed to shrink suddenly.
Afterwards, Fang Ru took Yuan Che to Zhang Ji to eat hot steamed buns. From then on, he became a frequent visitor of Zhang Ji, and started jogging with Fang Ru in the morning every day.
Fang Ru took him up the mountain to watch the sunrise, take a stroll by the lake, watch the old man play chess, watch the grandma in the garden villa pruning roses, play with pet dogs... as long as Fang Ru thinks it is fun and beautiful, he will take Yuan Che to experience it.
During this time, Yuan Che's subordinates clearly felt the change in him. Although the expression was still grim, the number of violent rages had decreased, and even if someone made an occasional mistake, he was not attacked by flying objects or horrific verbal attacks. For a while, the atmosphere in the company was greatly relaxed, and the air was fresh.
"Mr. Fang, will you attend Young Master Bai's party tonight?" the secretary asked.
"Pushed." Yuan Che refused without raising his head.
"However, the person in charge of the Dihua Financial Group will also attend this gathering."
Yuan Che paused, remained silent for a moment, and said, "Okay, you can make arrangements, and I will attend."
Then, he called Fang Ru and told him not to go back for dinner tonight.
The Dihua Consortium is a partner they are striving for. Establishing an interest alliance with it will be of great help in seizing the market in the future and increasing its international influence. At the same time, there are several multinational companies competing with them. Although it is inconvenient for him to communicate with people too much, if he does not show up, he will definitely leave something to talk about, which is extremely detrimental to cooperation.
In the evening, the driver drove Yuan Che to the meeting place.
He stepped out of the car door and immediately attracted the attention of many people. With a handsome appearance, a model figure, and an outstanding temperament, such a man will become a spotlight no matter where he is.
"Second Young Master Yuan, welcome." A man in a white suit came up to him and shook hands with Yuan Che.
"Young Master Bai, don't come here without any problems." The two greeted each other and walked into the hall.
Major General Bai introduced Yuan Che to several important people, among them was James, the head of the Dihua Financial Group, his target tonight.
Yuan Che seldom attended receptions, and most of the people present had heard his name for a long time but had never seen him. Seeing him now, he is really extraordinary, whether it is appearance, appearance or manner, he can be called a dragon among men.
James was especially enthusiastic about him, and took the initiative to invite him to chat, leaning close to him, and touching his back with his arms from time to time. Yuan Che straightened his body, with a forbearing expression. Until James suddenly stopped him by the shoulder and invited him to play golf another day, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. He yanked his arm away and forced out a sentence: "I'm going to the bathroom." Then he strode away.
When he was about to go to the bathroom, Young Master Bai caught up and whispered, "James seems to like you very much, don't waste this opportunity."
Yuan Che slammed his fist on the wall, making a muffled "bang".
"When does I, Yuan Che, need to lower my status to please others?" His gaze was as fierce as a beast, and young master Bo's heart trembled.
Straightening his back, bypassing Young Master Bai, and walking into the bathroom, Yuan Che immediately leaned against the door, short of breath, and his muscles convulsed. It took a great deal of willpower just now to keep from going mad.
He took out a medicine bottle from his pocket, poured a few pills and threw them into his mouth.
Not many people know that Yuan Che has mania, but those who know him well know that he hates physical contact with people. Today James has touched his bottom line, but he just can't attack yet. I thought I could control it, but in the end I was still like a defeated general. Anger, unwillingness and self-loathing flashed in Yuan Che's eyes. Could it be that he can only hide in the shadows forever, hide his whereabouts, and limit his life? His arrogance does not allow him to escape, and he hopes that one day he can stand under the eyes of everyone and accept the crown of the king.
"Damn it!" Yuan Che kicked hard against the wall.
Five minutes later, Yuan Che called his assistant: "Go and entertain for me, I'll go back first."
After hanging up the phone, Yuan Che opened the door rudely and walked quickly to the parking lot.