When Su Xingchen was young, only his father cared about him. Apart from his father, the teachers at the school took care of him the most.
In his heart, the teacher's management of students is out of professional responsibility and belongs to professional ethics.
Once the students leave the school, such as the current him, the teachers in the school are not very good at controlling the students.
So the owner of the house cared about Su Xingchen's students and life over and over again, Su Xingchen was not disgusted, and was even a little overwhelmed and warm.
He thought, it is his luck that a pure and sincere person like Mr. Yu can make friends with a little trash like himself without dislike.
After Su Xingchen realized his shortcomings, he changed his mentality of making excuses not to read a few days ago.
He stumbled to the bedroom and took out the book, and placed it in the living room. While eating the sour radish he made yesterday, he cheered up and read the book.
The classmate group he had left for a long time reopened now.
The students inside were, as expected, talking about the summer vacation.
Some said they were going to travel abroad, and some said they were going to work part-time. There were various arrangements, interspersed with two students who insisted on chatting about games, which seemed extremely harmonious.
Su Xingchen waited and watched for a while, then quietly bubbling and sent: Hi.
This insignificant word was quickly submerged in the screen refresh rate of 99 per minute, which made Su Xingchen stunned.
I feel that the students are very good at chatting.
He thought it would be better for him to ask Xueba students directly to ask questions.
The top student who was favored by Su Xingchen had a good relationship with Su Xingchen when he was in school.
"Huh, Su Xingchen? You, a missing person, finally appeared?" Xueba said in amazement when he saw the news.
This made Su Xingchen extremely embarrassed, and felt ashamed to look for others only when he needed it: "Brother Qi, I'm really sorry to ask you about my studies during the summer vacation."
"Ah, it's all right, it's just that you left school suddenly, and you didn't tell the teacher what your problem was. We were all quite worried." The bully said, "I heard that you were so angry that you still asked me about your studies. Are you all right?"
Su Xingchen nodded hurriedly: "It's okay, I guess I will go back to school after the summer vacation."
This is his ideal arrangement.
But whether it can be done can only be said at that time.
"That's good." Xueba said: "You missed two months of classes, so you probably look confused now?"
"En." Su Xingchen nodded again, deeply agreeing.
The other side smiled slightly, and said very generously: "Then I'll make up for you. Anyway, it's summer vacation now, and I have no other entertainment except playing games."
"Brother Qi..." Su Xingchen was so moved by the great care of his classmates, he felt even more ashamed of his previous fragility: "Well! Then thank you, Brother Qi."
After holding back, he still couldn't hold back and said, "I'll send you souvenirs."
"What?" Xueba was confused.
Leaving aside the souvenirs, anyway, even if he doesn't send them in the near future, he will take a copy with him when he returns to school.
Starting from today, Su Xingchen made a painful decision that he should change his mind and study hard with his classmate Xueba.
In this way, his usual activities of going up mountains and down rivers have been reduced a lot, almost to the point of stopping.
Even Yu Fengxing felt it, the little bastard was not interested in chatting with him recently, he didn't even update the small video, he didn't know what he was up to all day.
After nine o'clock that night, Mr. Yu, who had been left out for several days, called Su Xingchen an hour earlier.
"Good evening, Mr. Yu." Su Xingchen's non-aggressive voice came from the phone, and in Mr. Yu's ears, he always had the illusion that he could knock him down with one finger...
Yu Fengxing shook his head, threw this weird thought out of his mind, and said, "Well, what are you doing?"
Su Xingchen said: "I'm videoing with my classmates." Then he blinked and asked with concern: "Is Mr. Yu's throat uncomfortable today?" He felt that Mr. Yu's voice was a little too low, almost to the point of hoarseness.
"I've been busy recently, and I might be a little angry." Yu Fengxing answered casually, but his focus was on Su Xingchen's words just now: "Are you videoing with your classmates?"
Male classmate or female classmate
Mr. Yu frowned, and found that this question immediately appeared in his mind.
"Well, my classmates are making up lessons for me!" Su Xingchen didn't want the owner to be disappointed, so he gave him a detailed report: "I started making up lessons at eight o'clock, and now it's time to do my homework, so I have to check with my classmates. "
The little brat is busy studying, which is of course a good thing.
But when Yu Fengxing heard it, he felt a little uncomfortable: "Is his grades good? Do you want him to check your homework?"
"Yeah!" Su Xingchen bragged about his classmate Xueba's strength: "Brother Qi is very powerful, he is one of the best in our major! And he is very kind, willing to sacrifice the time of playing games to make up for me."
Yu Fengxing frowned even more, he didn't agree with Su Xiaochen's point of view.
Yu Fengxing thought to himself, I can also sacrifice the time of playing games to give you extra lessons.
But after opening his mouth, Boss Yu didn't say anything after all. After all, he was Su Xingchen's classmate, and he was closer to Su Xingchen's life.
"That's fine, you concentrate on your homework, and go to bed early after you're done," Mr. Yu said neatly.
"Okay." Su Xingchen nodded obediently, and said, "Then can I call you after finishing my homework?"
The corner of Yu Fengxing's mouth curled up: "Yes."
In fact, he wanted to see Su Xiaochen's homework, but he didn't say anything.
"Then I'll write it quickly." Su Xingchen raced against the clock to hang up.
Also, Mr. Yu's smoky voice...
While composing words and sentences, he was thinking about making ice sugar pears for Mr. Yu, which can clear away heat and moisten lungs, and is most suitable for people who smoke.
At noon the next day, Su Xingchen boiled a large pot of Sydney with rock sugar, enough for Yu Fengxing to drink for several days.
"Mr. Yu, did you see the cup on the table?" Su Xingchen called Yu Fengxing: "That's the rock sugar pear water I made, you can take it to the company to drink, it's good for your throat."
cup
Yu Fengxing received the call, and retreated from the bedroom, his eyes fell on... a pile of cups on the table in the living room.
Three to be precise.
A bulging transparent glass with three plastic lids in the shape of bear heads, which are sky blue, light green, pink...
Mr. Yu: ...
Mr. Yu:? ?
Take these three cups to the company, dare to take them out to drink
But this was Su Xingchen's wish. Mr. Yu, who was usually tolerant of him, turned a blind eye this time and pretended to be blind.
With the mentality that he couldn't be blind by himself, Mr. Yu took the three water glasses to the meeting openly.
"..."
As a result, in the company's internal group that day, all the discussions were about bears lined up in front of the boss.
Oh, later the company's senior executives felt that this would help improve the image of the boss, so they posted the photos on the official website and official blog.
When Yu Fengxing received the news, he and his bear were already on the trending searches.
"..."
The ignorant people who eat melons think that this is a posing, and it must be a means for Yu Feng to get rid of his negative image!
Dei!
How can a wolf-hearted scum who has ignored his grandfather for twenty years still have a childlike innocence
Big joke!
Yu Fengxing sneered back at this remark, scoffed.
Too lazy to explain.
Not to mention that the people who eat melons don't believe that the three bears really belong to Yu Fengxing, in fact, neither do the people in the company.
How could the boss be so cute
They thought to themselves, it must be a public relations idea, right
How about asking Secretary Pei
Secretary Pei, who was asked about his head, looked bewildered: "I, I don't know where the three boss bears came from..."
If it was really a PR, he swears he really wasn't involved!
To be honest, during the meeting yesterday, Secretary Pei still remembered the domineering scene of the BOSS with three cups lined up on the conference table, and was too shocked to move.
The staff urged: "Then you go ask?"
Secretary Pei swallowed and said, "Okay, then I'll ask."
Secretary Pei, who was not afraid of death, opened the door of the president's office with a stack of documents in his arms, and walked in: "Boss, I have a few documents, please sign them." As he spoke, he glanced at Yu Fengxing's desktop, and once again saw that he was a little bit like the boss. Secretary Pei couldn't stand the shock of a cute cup that didn't match.
"En." Yu Fengxing took it over to look at it, and then signed it.
Generally, the documents that Secretary Pei typed were all finalized documents that could be signed directly.
"That..." Secretary Pei hesitated to speak.
"What's the matter?" Yu Fengxing looked up at him with a serious look, in stark contrast to the cute water glass on his desk.
The weird combination made Secretary Pei unable to control the gossip factor in his body, and said, "Where did you buy the boss's water glass? It looks good. I'll buy one for my little niece too."
Before he finished speaking, he saw Yu Fengxing staring at him: "Pei Wen."
Secretary Pei was so shy, she shrank her neck and didn't dare to ask: "No, no, no, my niece is not short of water glasses."
Then he took a bold look again, and decided that the glass contained pear cubes, tsk tsk, it turned out to be rock candy pears!
So sweet.
The seat of the proprietress seems to be just around the corner.
"What are you looking at?" Yu Fengxing finally realized that Secretary Pei's gaze had been circling over the cup given by Su Xiaochen, and it seemed that he was thinking about some messy things.
Secretary Pei rubbed his hands together with the courage of someone who gave it to him, and hinted frantically, "Hey, I'm wondering what rock sugar pear tastes like?"
Then I saw Yu Fengxing turning a deaf ear, lowering his head and continuing to work.
Secretary Pei: ...
Secretary Pei dared not speak out, but could only scold the boss in his heart for being stingy!
Then he stormed out to make coffee.
In recent days, Yu Fengxing has been much busier than before the summer vacation.
The main reason is that after the summer vacation is the peak period of game consumption, it is also the peak period of various transactions.
It is not impossible for a game company to rely on one or two popular games for a lifetime, but this is obviously not Yu Fengxing's style.
He has been looking for new content since the last game was launched.
After careful screening, Yu Fengxing took a fancy to the framework of a Jinjiang serialized novel, which was quite in line with part of his vision for the new game.
It's just a matter of details, and you need to communicate with the author of this book in person.
If the other party is willing to extend the plot and ideas, and give some more exciting content, it is not impossible for the company to buy the game adaptation copyright of this book at a high price
It just so happens that the author is also in Shanghai.
Yu Fengxing didn't enjoy chatting with the other party on the Internet, so he simply asked the person out to talk face-to-face.
But he was a little surprised that the author of this book was actually a female author.
No wonder the writing style is a little delicate, more refined than the writing style of ordinary male authors.
Yu Fengxing didn't think too much about other things, he just talked with the other party in detail according to his own ideas.
After the conversation, it happened to be dinner time, and the other party said it was getting late, but Yu Fengxing didn't try to persuade him to stay, so he nodded to the boss to see him off.
After the people left, he checked the time himself, and immediately called Su Xingchen: "Sorry, I forgot the time when I was talking about work, have you had dinner yet?"
"Mr. Yu?" After the other party finished speaking, Su Xingchen scratched his head embarrassingly and said, "I, I forgot the time while reading, and I haven't cooked yet."
I was about to call the owner of the house to say something, but...
Yu Fengxing was taken aback for a moment, and then let out a chuckle that Su Xingchen seldom heard: "That's a coincidence, why not..."
"Huh?" Su Xingchen waited for a long time: "What's the matter?"
"It's okay." Yu Fengxing's voice returned to calm. In fact, what he wanted to say just now was that it's better not to cook, and I'll treat you to dinner when you come out, but that's impossible.
"You cook now, I'll go back and eat." He said calmly.
"Oh."
Su Xiaochen was still acting foolishly, and didn't understand the adults' troubles at all.
Mr. Yu suddenly wanted to smoke a cigarette.
The author has something to say: Su Xiaochen: What are the troubles of adults
Yu Laohu: I will teach you later