"Okay." After finishing the excellent design, Yan Chuyang stood up, bowed to everyone, and said sincerely, "Thank you for your cooperation. I am a newcomer who doesn't understand anything. It's really an offense to use an ax in class."
The staff all smiled kindly, and a person sitting in the back suddenly joked: "Little brother, don't be so modest, I think you are not playing tricks, you are pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. At first, you dare not speak. I thought you were incapable, so I felt guilty."
There was laughter in the office.
The suffocation that had been pent up in Yan Chuyang's heart for a long time seemed to dissipate in the laughter.
Wan Yanshan, who had been silent throughout the meeting, suddenly stood up. The laughter of the staff stopped, and everyone held their breath. Everyone in the company knew that Wan Yanshan had always been confident because of his ability. Yang sneered, standing up now wouldn't be another trouble, right
"I was rude just now." What no one expected was that Wan Yanshan stretched out his hand and said sullenly, "I'm sorry, I was too arbitrary and directly denied your ability."
Yan Chuyang let out a cry, and quickly reached out to shake his hand and said, "Don't say that, you are a senior in the company, and it is only right for you to question me. It will go so well."
Wan Yanshan snorted and shook his head, "Don't be modest, overly modest is pride. If you are capable, you should be more confident."
Yan Chuyang's heart thumped, and he murmured, "Am I... not very confident?"
Wan Yanshan nodded earnestly, patted the boy on the shoulder, and snorted, "If it wasn't for the limp look in front of you who didn't dare to look up, I wouldn't be so angry and let everyone go out!"
Yan Chuyang blushed, scratched the back of his head and said, "I was really nervous at the time..."
"Don't be nervous." Wan Yanshan looked at him appreciatively and said, "Such a young man has such a vicious vision for design, young man, the future is promising."
Yan Chuyang let out a long breath, as if he had completely walked out of the haze of the past few days, he bent down to the people in the office and said, "Thank you all, I understand, I will not underestimate myself anymore. "
Before the words were finished, the door suddenly opened. Wei Qing stood outside the door, waved to the sluggish staff and said, "What are you still doing in a daze? Isn't the meeting over? Go out, eat, go back go home."
As soon as they heard that their president was driving them away, the employees immediately packed up their things wisely, pulled out their chairs and walked out.
After a while, only Wei Qing and Yan Chuyang were left in the office.
The employee who finally walked out took the door behind him.
Hearing the door slam shut, Wei Qing walked towards Yan Chuyang with a smile, hugged him directly and said, "Not bad, good performance."
Yan Chuyang frowned and pushed him away: "I haven't asked you for anything yet, so you dumped these things to me for no reason. You should at least inform me in advance so that I can be mentally prepared."
"You didn't need to prepare, didn't you do well?" Wei Qing let go of him, pinched the boy's face which was very tactile and said, "You have always been great, as long as you have confidence, you can overcome any difficulty. "
Yan Chuyang's heart thumped, his ears blushed and he said, "Did you do it on purpose today? To make me more..."
"Of course not." Wei Qing interrupted him with a sneer, "I just don't want to go to work, and I want to leave the job to you."
"Tch..." Yan Chuyang pushed him away with embarrassment, turned around and walked out the door, it was really embarrassing, and he pretended to be affectionate again!
"Why are you going?" Wei Qing grabbed his wrist again, Yan Chuyang shook off his hand and said, "I'm very tired, I want to go back and rest!"
"You don't need to rush home." Wei Qing held his shoulders, "Don't you still have class in the afternoon? Come on, I have a rest room in my office, sleep there for a while, and I'll take you to school at two or three o'clock .”
Yan Chuyang thought about it for a while, and felt that he would have to delay for another half an hour to go home to sleep, and he had to go to class again at 3:30 in the afternoon, so he might as well rest at Wei Qing's place for a while.
"Okay." The boy shrugged, "Go to sleep in your office."
Because he often works overtime at night, Wei Qing built a cubicle in the office. The space is small, but there are plenty of things. There are sofas and beds.
Yan Chuyang fell asleep very fast, almost as soon as he touched the pillow, he dreamed of meeting Duke Zhou in a daze.
In the past few days, his nerves have been tense, he has suffered from insomnia for several consecutive days, and is in a state of severe sleep deprivation.
Today I mustered up the courage to be the "President" in the office to challenge myself. After successfully completing the task, the knot in my heart was relieved, my mood improved, my nerves relaxed, and the feeling of fatigue came up.
Wei Qing sat on the sofa next to him with long legs crossed, listening to the boy's steady breathing, while carefully reading the meeting minutes compiled by Yan Chuyang.
The boy's handwriting is beautiful, every stroke is very serious, and the records are detailed and accurate, not at all like a staff member who was pulled over temporarily, but like a veteran who has worked with him for several years.
Wei Qing couldn't help laughing, his heart was full of pride.
He knew that he would not misread the wrong person.
Wei Qing put down the folder, walked slowly to the bed and squatted down, looked at the boy's gentle sleeping face, almost subconsciously leaned over, kissed Yan Chuyang on the tip of the nose and said in a low voice, "Yes, as expected The person I married, Wei Qing..."
The air froze for a moment...
Wei Qing frowned uncomfortably and reflected. Who did he marry
Um, isn't it a bit weird
Wei Qing shook his head, touched the boy's lips and changed his words again: "As expected of my brother Wei Qing..."
Well, it sounds more reasonable...
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Yan Chuyang's mood stabilized, and he began to prepare for the exam without arrogance or impetuosity.
In order to make him feel more at ease, Wei Qing also specially found him a well-known domestic hand-painted manga master to give him a little advice.
Yan Chuyang was afraid that it would cost him money, so he insisted not to let the teacher teach him, but Wei Qing couldn't stand it and took him home, and he couldn't let the teacher go out, so he agreed.