"The oatmeal will make you feel irritated." Guan Ze took the cup of coffee, glanced at the person who was staring at him and had not yet come to his senses, then turned and left the tea room.
Crazy? Guan Ze smiled. He was a little crazy that day.
He wanted to ask the kid what happened to the car, but considering that it might embarrass the kid, he decided not to ask.
"What did you call him just now?" Lin Yao finally recovered and asked the girl in the marketing department, "That guy just now, Director Guan?"
"Well," the girl laughed, her eyes narrowed into two curves, "The new marketing director is called Guan Ze. He's quite manly, right? Hey, our marketing department finally has something exciting to work at. We're tired of seeing all those old faces."
"Is he the new marketing director?" Lin Yao felt like his eyes were about to pop out. He quickly put down the cup and pressed his eyes.
"I haven't officially taken up the position yet, so I came here today to get familiar with it first," the little girl said, holding the cooked oatmeal. "It will probably be next month. Sister Tang said that this person was recruited by Mr. Qiu with great difficulty. I'm leaving now."
Jiang Yifei stretched lazily and said, "Hey, the position of director has finally been filled. It has been vacant for several months."
"I won't be able to go to the marketing department anymore." Lin Yao sighed and drank the remaining coffee in the cup in one gulp.
"What's wrong?"
"Do you know who the person who crashed the car I just mentioned is?"
Jiang Yifei was stunned for a moment, glanced at the door of the tea room, and then lowered his voice: "Oh my god, it can't be that Director Guan!"
"It's him!" Lin Yao also lowered his voice and gritted his teeth, "Fate! Brother Jiang, do you know what fate is?"
"Fate is not that the person you bump into is the new director," Jiang Yifei looked at him with a sad face, "Fate is that when you say the new director is a psychopath, he stands behind you..."
"I'm not alive anymore." Lin Yao walked out of the tea room dejectedly. There was more to their fate than just this. When he thought about what had happened during this period of time, his fate with Guan Ze was as deep as the ocean!
Lin Yao didn't leave immediately after get off work. He wanted to avoid the time when there were the most people around, mainly because he didn't want to run into Guan Ze, which would have been very awkward.
It was not until everyone in the company had left, except for a few colleagues who were working overtime, that he slowly packed up his things and waited for the elevator.
He had just pressed the button and the elevator had reached the third floor when he suddenly heard footsteps. He turned around and saw Guan Ze walking towards him while looking at his phone.
This guy actually didn't leave on time after get off work! Lin Yao regretted it so much that his intestines were almost shaking. If he had known that he would run into him like this, he should have left immediately after work. Even if he ran into him, it would not be as uncomfortable as it is now with only the two of them in a corridor among a crowd of people.
Guan Ze didn't notice him and kept staring at his phone. Lin Yao hesitated for a moment and said hello: "Director Guan just left."
"Yeah." Guan Ze responded, raised his head and saw that it was him, and the smile on his lips couldn't be suppressed. He didn't know why, but he wanted to laugh when he saw this child.
Lin Yao was very dissatisfied with this person's behavior of being unable to contain his joy when he saw him, but considering that he had to maintain close contact with the marketing department for a long time, he could only turn his head away and pretend not to see it, staring at the elevator button.
"From the design department?" Guan Ze put the phone back into his pocket.
"Yes," Lin Yao nodded, and after thinking for a moment he added, "My name is Lin Yao."
Guan Ze hummed and said nothing more, so Lin Yao also stopped talking.
He found Guan Ze's voice very nice, and inexplicably felt that it was a bit similar to Heng Dao's voice, except that Guan Ze's voice was deeper, which made him feel a little weak in the knees. It was a pity that Guan Ze's son was already that old.
If Hengdao is like this, then he can consider divorcing Fengzi and marrying Hengdao.
The elevator finally came up. When the elevator door opened, Lin Yao stepped aside and followed Guan Ze into the elevator.
The two of them remained silent. Lin Yao felt that he was about to sweat. The thought of the two of them going down to the parking lot in silence, walking through the corridor of the parking lot in silence, and finding their respective cars in silence, and the worst thing was that they might even drive in the same direction together...
He decided to break the silence, it was too uncomfortable.
"Is your car... okay?" He glanced at Guan Ze out of the corner of his eye.
"It's okay." Guan Ze's answer was brief, and after that the two fell into silence again.
"I drank a little bit of wine that day, sorry." Lin Yao struggled to say another sentence.
"It doesn't matter."
Okay, shut up.
Lin Yao stopped talking. This guy didn't look like he was putting on airs. He was probably a man of few words by nature. With this character, he's a marketing director, but his three sentences together don't even have ten words, which can make customers cry.
As soon as he entered the parking lot, Guan Ze watched Lin Yao running towards the Xiali as if he was escaping. He slowed down and parked his car behind the Xiali. Seeing Lin Yao like this, if he followed him directly, he would be so anxious that he would hit his head against the pillar.
"Director Guan, I'm leaving first." Lin Yao shouted as he drove past him.
"Goodbye." Guan Ze smiled, and when he saw the small yellow cloth he threw on the back seat, he quickly turned his face away to avoid accidentally laughing again.
Guan Ze sat in the car without starting the car. He lit a cigarette, then took out his cell phone and looked at it for a while.
There were several text messages from Ning Juan on his phone. She sent them this morning, saying that she wanted to return to China and asked for his opinion. He hadn't replied all day, and he still didn't know how to respond.
If he told Ning Juan not to come back directly, she would definitely be unhappy, and he had no reason to stop Ning Juan from returning, but deep down, he really didn't want her to come back.
After sitting for more than ten minutes and thinking for a long time, he replied to Ning Juan: Things are going well over there, you should consider this matter seriously.
He threw his phone on the passenger seat and started the car. Before he even left the parking lot, Ning Juan's text message came back, as if she had been waiting for him with the phone in hand.
I've thought about it seriously for a long time, and there are still some things I can't let go of, you should understand, so I want to go back.
Guan Ze's eyebrows were twisted together by Ning Juan's text message, and he almost bumped into the exit pole in his absent-mindedness.
He wanted to reply "I don't understand", but he was afraid that Ning Juan would make things clear and embarrass everyone. Ning Juan was a very important person to him, a sister, a friend, and even a benefactor, but she was not someone who could not let him go.
He didn't reply again, and only when he got home and didn't receive any more text messages from Ning Juan did he finally breathe a sigh of relief. He walked to the bathroom while taking off his clothes. When he was taking off his pants, his cell phone rang. He was startled, one leg was still lifted up and wrapped in his pants, and he was unsteady on his feet and fell forward to the bathroom door and then knelt on the ground.
"Fuck!" Guan Ze held onto the door frame, helplessly looking at his own miserable appearance in the bathroom mirror, "No need to be polite, just stand up."
The call was from Qiu Jiayu. As soon as the call was connected, the little girl's voice was raised seven or eight degrees in excitement, and her voice was cracked: "Uncle! Uncle Guan! Uncle Guanze! Uncle!"
"Wait, stop it," Guan Ze hurriedly stopped her, "Uncle is enough, don't raise the level of uncle."
"Dear Uncle Guan," Qiu Jiayu continued to shout, "It's you, right? You bought the madman's account! Today, I heard that the madman sold his account, and the world channel was flooded with messages saying that they were going to be finished!"
"Who said that?" Guan Ze frowned. He bought the madman's account without telling anyone. He didn't want that crappy account at all. He bought the madman's account just for what would happen later.
"I don't know. It's spread like this. Without the Crazy Account, that group of people will be finished!" Qiu Jiayu was still very excited and kept shouting.
Guan Ze heard Qiu Yueling's voice faintly coming from the other side, calling her daughter to eat: "Eat first and do your homework."
Guan Ze hung up the phone, took out a pack of biscuits and ate a few bites. He was tired of eating noodles every day. After eating two biscuits, he felt bored. So he took out the milk he had just bought from the supermarket downstairs and took a sip. Before he swallowed it, he suddenly remembered Lin Yao's sour milk tea. He quickly covered his mouth and swallowed the milk, then laughed twice.
I didn't expect there are people whose sense of taste is even more impaired than mine.
After sitting on the sofa and looking at Qiu Yueling's company information for a while, Guan Ze felt his eyelids were a little droopy. He looked up at the time and it was not yet ten o'clock.
He stretched, turned on the computer, and planned to play some games.
As soon as I came online, before I finished reading the screen, I saw a message coming in in the private chat. I clicked it and saw that it was a small account with the name of Yi Bo Yun Tian.
This is Madman's trumpet, which is in line with the heroic style that Madman has been painstakingly creating.
He sent back a message, what's the matter.
Private chat with Yi Bo Yun Tian: Didn’t you say that day that I could just take the equipment and summoned beasts on the account, but not the account itself
Private chat: Yes, you said no
Private message to Yi Bo Yun Tian: Now that I have used it, please return the number to me.
Private chat: Why
Private chat with Yi Bo Yun Tian: People in our gang cannot be without this account. Besides, didn’t you say you didn’t want it
Private chat: You really think highly of your own broken account
Private chat with Yi Bo Yun Tian: Didn’t you buy my account just for its fame
Private chat with Hengdao Lima: Not really, if you want me, just log in, I haven't changed the password
The madman didn't say anything else. After a while, Guan Ze saw that Shenqiu Luofeng's account was online. He smiled. He didn't buy the account for the madman's so-called fame. This kid really overestimated himself. This was one of the reasons why Guan Ze didn't like him. He was too pretentious.
In fact, in Guan Ze's opinion, the reason why that group of people could stay together and dominate for so long was actually because of her beautiful smile.
Although Yixiao is overbearing, he gets along well with his own people and has good popularity. As for the madman, he is just someone Yixiao promoted because he didn't want to be the boss.
Thinking of Yixiao, Guan Ze took out his cell phone, hesitated for a while, and made a call.
"Who?" An unclear voice came from the other end.
"Sister Xiao," Guan Ze smiled, "Where's the midnight snack?"
"No, I'm eating." Yixiao heard the voice coming upstairs, "What's up?"
"Let's talk."
"Are you talking about my color-changing Rakshasa girl? Have you figured it out?"
"Then we need to talk about you marrying me first."
"Don't make it hard on me, big brother. This is a big deal. Besides, I've known Crazy for so long, I have to give him some face. It's not like he's not playing anymore," Lin Yao sat in front of the computer and saw a message from Crazy's account. He was stunned for a moment, "Did you return the account to Crazy?"
"Well, I have no use for the broken number."
Lin Yao suddenly felt very depressed. He put down the midnight dessert made by his mother, which was made of unknown ingredients, and said, "Brother, you can return the account to him, so why can't you sell Luosha to me?"
"Let's talk about something else." Hengdao didn't answer his question.
Lin Yao was helpless and had to start chatting with him.
The two started talking about the stupid things they did when they first started playing the game, and went on to talk about how they dominated the server. Hengdao didn't say much, but each of his responses was very on point, making people feel very comfortable chatting.
When Lin Yao was chatting happily, he glanced at the time in the lower right corner of his computer and was stunned. It had been almost an hour and he didn't feel anything. It was the first time he had such an enthusiastic chat with someone he met in the game. Moreover, this person was his mortal enemy a week ago. Every time he saw his name, he wanted to pounce on him and give him a lecture.
It's quite magical.
Lin Yao took the unknown dessert from the table, took a bite and put it down again. It was really not easy for his mother to make the dessert taste bitter.
In fact, putting aside the previous grudges with Hengdao, Lin Yao found that this guy was not a bad person. He had played games with Fengzi for two years and had made many phone calls to him, but he had never been able to chat with Fengzi for an hour. It felt like there was nothing to talk about.
"Where was I just saying?" Lin Yao was distracted and forgot what he was going to say.
"You guys go to the gaming company's headquarters and cause trouble." Hengdao reminded.
"It's not a riot. The Tenderness was stolen and we couldn't get it back. We went to ask for an explanation." Lin Yao thought for a while. "That happened when I was in my senior year and was about to go for internship."
"You're at work?" Hengdao seemed a little surprised.
"Well, I've only been working for a few months. How about you?"
"A long time."
"I can see that his financial foundation is pretty good. He spent 20,000 to buy that lousy account. I wouldn't even want it if it was given to me." Lin Yao clicked his tongue. Just looking at the equipment on Hengdao's body, he knew that this man had some money.
"Rakshasa woman will give it to you, do you want it?" Hengdao asked.
"Yes." Lin Yao answered without thinking.
"marry."
"Ah..." Lin Yao fell on the chair. He really couldn't understand why Hengdao was so persistent. "Brother, please don't do this. Even if I really want to divorce Fengzi, it will make a big fuss. If I marry you, I will be abandoned by everyone. I can't find a suitable reason to do this."
"All the things he owns were bought with your money, right?" Hengdao said slowly.
"How did you know?" Lin Yao sat up straight. Not many people knew that the madman used his money. In order to save face for the madman, he never mentioned it to anyone. He played games for fun and there was no point in talking about this matter. Besides, he didn't care much about money when he was in school. After he started working and received a salary that was not much more than his previous pocket money, he started to be tight-fisted.
"Normal madman spends money generously. Even if he doesn't play anymore, he won't sell his account. You can tell at a glance that the money he spends is not his own," Hengdao smiled. "Isn't this reason enough for you to turn against him?"
"Brother, I'd be embarrassed to tell others that I've been taken advantage of for so long." Lin Yao sniffed.
Hengdao didn't say anything. Lin Yao heard the sound of him typing on the keyboard. After a while, Hengdao said, "It seems that this reason is not enough. Then I will add some spice to it. Go check the coordinates. Sour yogurt."
"Stuttering you."
"Four sour ones, go check, check the coordinates of the madman's trumpet again."
Lin Yao hesitated for a moment, not knowing what the horizontal sword meant, but he still went to the Heavenly Palace and checked the coordinates of this stuttering yogurt, which showed that he was in a low-level training area. He then checked the coordinates of Yi Bo Yuntian, and found the same thing.
"The two are together, what's wrong?" Lin Yao didn't understand.
"After Crazy sold his account, he bought a magical weapon from my friend. He transferred the payment and Yogurt came to trade," Hengdao said slowly, "Yogurt is the wife of Yi Bo Yun Tian."
Lin Yao's hand holding the mouse froze.
"Is that enough?" There was a smile in Hengdao's voice.