Ren Zhouyuan was taken to Leonid's office. There were only him and Leonid in the huge office, and the secretary was gone. The two looked at each other and neither of them spoke first. The atmosphere was a little awkward.
Ren Zhouyuan sat opposite Leonid, with a large desk in between. I wonder if it was because he didn't want to show his timidity, Ren Zhouyuan kept looking into Leonid's eyes, and it was only at this time that he put this People who exist in memory can see clearly.
The person in front of me overlapped with the figure in my impression. This person with golden brown hair and three-dimensional features, except for the pair of sapphire-like eyes, almost coincided with An An, and even his lips that were often pressed tightly, that The arc is also surprisingly similar, but An An seems to laugh a little more than him.
Ren Zhouyuan remembered that when they first met, the atmosphere was similar to now.
The first time they met, he was dragged by the fat man to act as a Russian translator. At that time, Fatty joined the Student Union in order to chase the Goddess, and the Student Union was going to hold a copycat "Chinese Bridge" in the school.
It's a pity that this foreign aid can't speak Chinese, and he can't even communicate in English. Fatty and his party were confused and guessed, coupled with exaggerated body language. In the end, they had to rely on the powerful Zougou translator to realize that he was speaking in Russian.
Ren Zhouyuan didn't have a good impression of Russia at first. When he first entered the university, he was choked by a senior from the Russian department, who insinuated that they were learning Chinese at the same time. After studying for so many years, they didn't know what else to learn. On the other hand, their daily reading of Russian is a challenge. Grammar is difficult, pronunciation is difficult.
Ren Zhouyuan became angry when he heard this. He has loved Chinese the most since he was a child. He thinks Chinese is good for everything, good grammar, good pronunciation, and everything in the world. Throwing you an oracle bone inscription is enough for you to play for a lifetime, what? No foreign language can compare with the extensive and profound Chinese.
So he spent a semester trying to self-teach the Russian language, which is said to be difficult to reach the blue sky. When he saw the senior again, he translated the ancient poems directly into Russian and slapped him, making the student unable to speak for a long time. Give him a word of obedience.
This incident greatly enhanced the face of the Chinese Department, and Ren Zhouyuan became famous in the department, so when the fat man knew that this was a Russian friend, the first thing he thought of was Ren Zhouyuan.
Although Ren Zhouyuan didn't really want to go, he really didn't like those chauvin pigs, but he had accepted Fatty's favor before, so it was not easy to refuse.
How do you know that when we met for the first time, the people who walked with Leonid didn’t know whether they were not acclimatized, or their stomachs were too clean and they were not used to Chinese food. attend the meeting. The fat man who had made an appointment with him was called away by the goddess that afternoon, and he had to wait for the goddess before he could rush over, so in the end, only Leonid and Ren Zhouyuan were left in the whole room.
The scene of the two of them looking at each other across the table at that time actually overlapped with the present.
He thought that these old things had long been forgotten by him, but he didn't expect that just sitting in front of this man would bring back many memories in him at once.
"I haven't read your interview article, but Ron said that you performed well, so I want to meet you in person." Leonid, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.
It's not English, and it's impossible to be Chinese. One mouth, or the familiar Russian.
Ren Zhouyuan paused, subconsciously sat up straight with his back. He sat there waiting for a long time, thinking that the secretary would come in after pouring a cup of tea, but he didn't expect that the secretary hadn't come back until Leonid spoke.
Ren Zhouyuan guessed that the Ron that Leonid was talking about was Mr. Secretary. Having not spoken Russian for a long time, Ren Zhouyuan stammered a few words before slowly regaining his senses. He thought for a while, and replied: "I have learned about Weiqi on the Internet before. Based on today's test questions, I guess I should publish articles in the future to pave the way for Weiqi to enter the Chinese market?"
Leonid kept staring at his face, like all foreigners, although indifferent, he gave full respect to the person he was talking to. Hearing what he said, Leonid nodded expressionlessly, "You are the only person in charge of this work in the whole company, so you are very important."
When Ren Zhouyuan heard what he said, his heart was moved inexplicably, and his face was also a little hot. If the four words were changed in a different context, and he said them so seriously, everyone would feel his heart flutter. .
But he knew that the current self was just a stranger to the man in front of him. He twisted his waist to hide his unease, thought about the meaning of his words, and found it a bit inconceivable, "Is it just me?"
"Yes." He tapped his finger on the table twice. "This position has never been able to recruit suitable people. It should be said that there have not been many people applying for this position, no matter how high the price we offer." With that indifferent expression, Ren Zhouyuan could feel that he was a little impatient, as if implying that the people under him were not doing well.
The scene of meeting again was much better than what Ren Zhouyuan imagined. Leonid told him a lot about the future development direction of the company, which gave him a better understanding of the future work.
Before leaving, Leonid took the initiative to reach out his hand to hold him. The moment the skin touched, Ren Zhouyuan's heart beat faster unconsciously, but he saw Leonid withdraw his right hand and put it behind his back as if nothing had happened. He smiled wryly in his heart and shook his head.
I got my job back after I lost it, and unexpectedly discovered that the person who had been hiding for several years finally didn’t have to hide anymore. Although there was a little bit of bitterness in his heart, Ren Zhouyuan was more happy at this time. He didn’t want to delay for a second, so he went to the kindergarten to pick it up early. An An, take him out to celebrate.
Seeing his father coming to pick him up early, An An was so happy that he jumped all the way. The awkwardness that had been going on for several days was forgotten, and he reconciled with Ren Zhouyuan in an instant.
Ren Zhouyuan thought for a while, and called Fan Wenfeng. Sure enough, when he told him the good news, Fan Wenfeng acted happier than himself, which made him feel that his decision this time was very correct.
After celebrating happily, when Ren Zhouyuan urged An An to take a bath after returning home, An An, who had been angry with his father for several days, was too clingy all night, so that Ren Zhouyuan had no choice but to accompany him to take a bath .
The two were sitting in the bathtub, An Anwo was playing with the water silently in Ren Zhouyuan's arms, and after a while, he suddenly raised his head and asked, "Dad, why are we going out for dinner today?"
"Congratulations to Dad for finding a job. Didn't Dad say so?" Ren Zhouyuan licked An'an's nose, thinking that his son's red nose was very cute.
"But didn't Dad already find a job before?" An An's logic was very clear.
Ren Zhouyuan was asked by his sudden question, he was only focused on celebrating, he never thought about this question, and he didn't see An An asking him all night, he didn't expect to suddenly attack when the two were alone.
He thought about it, and lied shamelessly: "But Uncle Wenfeng was not free before, only tonight. Uncle Wenfeng helped Dad find this job, so Dad can only stay with him until today." We went out to eat together."
"Dad," An An suddenly called out, then lowered her head and muttered something.
"Huh?" Ren Zhouyuan leaned closer to him, "Dad couldn't hear what An An said."
An An suddenly hugged Ren Zhouyuan's neck, and said coquettishly, "Uncle Wen Feng... Will Uncle Wen Feng be my new father?"
"Ah?" Ren Zhouyuan was stunned for an instant.
An An's words contained a lot of information, and he had never thought about this problem, which caused him to be a little confused for a while.
The first thing he thought of was, why is Uncle Wen Feng his father
He never told An An that he was born by himself, whether it was a "wife" or a "husband". Since An An was born, he had not instilled these concepts in An An, or deliberately blurred these ideas. Although there were some disputes with the team members when he was in the archaeological team, An An was still very young at that time, and he felt that he should not have shown his feet, so just now when An An asked whether Fan Wenfeng wanted to be his "father" , he felt that An An had a big brain hole
But this is not the most important thing. After all, he is indeed An An's half "mother", but the question now is, why Fan Wenfeng
"An An, why do you think so? Uncle Wen Feng is just a good friend of Dad's."
An An twisted her body, still holding on tightly to his neck, and buried her head on his neck so that Ren Zhouyuan couldn't see his expression, "Dad, you lied! Uncle Wen Feng obviously likes you, I know it all Already!"
Ren Zhouyuan was a little helpless, what kind of liking did the child say.
Then he soon knew what level it was.
"He kept feeding you vegetables tonight, and scooped up soup for you! He kept smiling at you, and even fed you all the meat!"
Ren Zhouyuan was a little dumbfounded, this level of liking for food is really... very deep.
"An'an," he pushed aside An'an's little arm holding his neck, turned his pouting face to one side, and said to him earnestly: "Father and Uncle Wenfeng are good friends. We used to live the most difficult life." Uncle Wenfeng helped Dad a lot when we were together, and my relationship with him is like, like... "
He couldn't find an example for a while, so he had to ask An An: "Which child did An An have the best relationship with in the kindergarten?"
"An'an doesn't make friends with them." He replied proudly.
Ren Zhouyuan was sweated by his answer, and felt that his education was really problematic. He put aside An An's reluctance to make friends with others, and prioritized solving the misunderstanding about Fan Wenfeng, "Uncle Wenfeng said Like Dad's elder brother, he helped Dad pick up vegetables and ladle soup because Dad was busy taking care of you, and he was afraid that Dad would run out of food when An An finished eating."
"Then," An An seemed to believe his words, "then why does he keep smiling at you, isn't An An good-looking? Why doesn't he look at An An and only looks at you."
What does this mean? Ren Zhouyuan couldn't laugh or cry, "Uncle Wen Feng is happy for Dad. Uncle Wen Feng helped find Dad's job. He is not like the little villain An An. He is not happy when he knows that Dad found a job, and even makes trouble."
Sure enough, upon hearing his words, An An pouted and stopped talking. He secretly glanced at Ren Zhouyuan, and after a while, he reached out and hugged him, nestled in his arms and whispered, "An An is happy for Dad."
Ren Zhouyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment. This little elf, who is as big as a kid, really doesn't know what is going on in his head.
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*Daily theater*
Leonid: I finally got to talk to my wife!
Ron: Promise!