Yue Wenwen didn't sleep well all night. He hadn't seen Ji Ran beat someone for a long time, and he was still the same as before. He knew that he was picking on other people's pain points, and he suspected that if Qin Man was not around, Ji Ran could beat Gu Zhe in place.
He called Cheng Peng the next day. Cheng Peng first reassured him after listening, and then the two gathered their heads, ready to discuss how to solve this matter.
"I checked, and Gu Zhe didn't go to the hospital last night. He probably was afraid that things would get worse." Cheng Peng drove the car and said, "It doesn't seem like he was seriously injured."
"Murder is a crime, it's cheaper for him." Yue Wenwen opened the mirror on the top of the car and looked left and right, "I was so scared that I didn't sleep much last night, and I wasn't in the mood to put on the mask. Well, the dark circles under my eyes have appeared."
"It's covered with a little powder." Cheng Peng said.
Yue Wenwen closed the mirror and said distressedly, "Xiao Ranran must be so angry that she didn't sleep well all night."
Arriving at Ji Ran's house, Yue Wenwen opened the door with a password, and as soon as he entered, he heard faint sounds from the kitchen.
Cheng Peng went to park. Yue Wenwen carried the bag to the living room, and asked without looking back, "I knew you must not have slept well. I bought you some fruit, would you like to cut it for you?"
The kitchen was quiet for a while.
"thanks."
Yue Wenwen paused and turned around.
In the kitchen, Qin Man was beating eggs, and there was a pack of noodles to be cooked next to him. He was wearing a white shirt with a few buttons unbuttoned, looking generous and casual.
"... I thought it was Ji Ran." Yue Wenwen said, "What about him? Haven't woken up yet?"
"Wake up, brushing my teeth." Qin Man smiled, "Wait."
Yue Wenwen always felt that something was wrong and couldn't explain it. He nodded: "Okay... Are you cooking noodles?"
"Well." Qin Man said, "Do I need to make one for you? But I don't make it delicious."
"Give me one." He originally planned to ask Ji Ran to go out to eat a piece, just to relax. Now that Qin Man has done it, of course he won't go, "Cheng Peng is here too, thank you for helping him."
Qin Man said: "It's okay."
Cheng Peng was not surprised to see Qin Man, the two greeted him, and Cheng Peng sat next to Yue Wenwen.
"Little Manman," Yue Wenwen said at a loss, "did that scare you yesterday?"
After he finished speaking, he felt that he was talking nonsense again. He still remembers the scene of Qin Man holding Gu Zhe's chin and drinking alcohol last night.
Qin Mandao: "A little bit, but that's okay."
Yue Wenwen: "?"
He was about to say something when he heard a click and the door to the master bedroom opened.
Ji Ran came out. His hair was messy and he was wearing only a pair of black boxer shorts. The red marks on his body were intermittent, extending into his pants. He stared blankly, still immersed in sleep, not fully awake.
"What are you doing now… "
His voice was as hoarse as a broken gong, and he could hear the wear and tear of the night.
An apple fell onto the carpet with a muffled sound.
When Ji Ran heard the movement, she turned her head and met the two people on the sofa.
Ji Ran: "..."
Yue Wenwen, who didn't sleep well all night: "..."
Cheng Peng, who was dragged out of the house early in the morning: "Hi."
Ji Ran turned back to the bedroom expressionlessly.
Five minutes later, he changed into his pajamas and came out again.
"Why are you here?" he asked.
Cheng Peng said: "Come to discuss with you about Gu Zhe. How are you going to solve it?"
How to deal with it
Ji Ran had no idea at all in his heart.
His throat was so tight that he didn't even want to say a word.
"Has he been poisoned?"
Cheng Peng said: "No, I came out of the hotel in good health this morning."
"..." Ji Ran walked to the kitchen, looked at the 'soup' that had no color, and frowned and asked the people around him, "With your level, can you stay away from the kitchen in the future?"
"I'm afraid you'll get up hungry." Qin Man scooped up a small spoon of soup, "Look at what's missing."
Ji Ran took a sip reluctantly.
"With less salt, the soup is not too thick." He was indeed hungry, and something was better than nothing. And it's just a bowl of noodles, and it's hard to eat. "At the end, remember to put some sesame oil to enhance the taste."
Yue Wenwen was stunned.
Ji Ran sat on the sofa and asked Cheng Peng, "Who was there yesterday? Those who are with Gu Zhe, send me their names."
After he finished speaking, he covered his mouth and coughed a few times.
"How do you know I checked this?" Cheng Peng smiled. "I'll post it on your phone later, but what are you going to do? It's just a bunch of idiots who come back one by one. Can you be busy?"
"I don't have that energy." Ji Ran tutted, "Can't I hold revenge?"
"Okay." Cheng Peng turned his head and asked Yue Wenwen, "Did you continue the second stall yesterday?"
Yue Wenwen peeled an orange and stuffed it into his mouth: "I don't have the mood to continue the stall and go home. What are you doing?"
"No. I just saw Ji Ran's voice so dumb, I thought you guys went to KTV to have fun all night." Cheng Peng said.
Ji Ran: "You talk a lot."
Cheng Peng shrugged, got up and walked to the kitchen: "I'm going to help, I'm hungry."
After sitting for a while, Ji Ran couldn't bear it anymore. He took out a mask from his pocket and put it on himself. He bent down and coughed for most of the time.
Yue Wenwen immediately moved to his side.
"Drink some water." He handed the water over, helped Ji Ran along his back, and asked with concern, "Xiao Ranran, are you all right? Did you open the door to a new world last night? Is it particularly comfortable? The cover is on. Right? Don't put it in it, or you will get a stomach ache."
Fortunately, Ji Ran didn't drink water, otherwise he would choke to death.
His throat hurt so much that he didn't even bother to explain. Besides, with the state of his body... he couldn't fool Yue Wenwen, so he just saved some energy.
He did almost open the door to a new world yesterday.
Originally, he thought that he must let Qin Man have a taste of the pain in his butt, but he was practicing driving every day during this time, and something went wrong last night, so he didn't want to do that physical work at all.
Besides, he was completely unprepared, and he didn't even know the most basic common sense, so he just lay down.
Anyway, it was Qin Man who served him, no loss. Ji Ran comforted himself in his heart.
Even though I was told, the taste of the noodles was still weak. Yue Wenwen added spoonfuls of chili peppers to the noodles.
"Yue Wenwen." Ji Ran didn't lift his head, "You will wash the dishes after you finish eating."
Yue Wenwen paused and couldn't believe it: "Why? I apply four layers of hand cream on my hands every day, with fine skin and tender meat, how can I use them to wash dishes??"
"Qin Manchu, Cheng Peng strikes, you wash the dishes, it's fair."
Yue Wenwen: "What about you?"
"I'll send out the ingredients package and also deliver the seasoning, what else do you want?" His voice became more and more hoarse.
Qin Man got up and poured a cup of hot water and put it in front of him.
Cheng Peng was obviously not very satisfied with this side, so he stopped after taking two bites: "Gu Zhe may not give up on this matter, you two should pay more attention in the past few days."
"It's him who should be careful about his own dog's life." Ji Ran said, "Grandpa, I haven't promised to let him go."
Seeing that Ji Ran was all right, Cheng Peng hurried back to the company. Surprisingly, Yue Wenwen also took the initiative to say that he wanted to leave, but in normal times, he must be here, as an excuse not to go to work.
Ji Ran sent the person to the door, and Yue Wenwen took his wrist, looking like someone came over.
"I understand, I understand." He said, "Life is full of joy. But you still have to pay attention to your body. You can see that your voice is so hoarse..."
Ji Ran's voice came out through the mask: "Go away."
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Ji Ran's voice became like this, and it wasn't all because of the bed.
He felt a dull sore throat two days ago, but it only happened today. The screams in bed last night only made things worse.
It's not accurate to say it's called, everyone else is ummm, and when Ji Ran arrives, it becomes-
"Fuck! It hurts! Get out!"
"Hey, are you grinding your needles??"
"Just be quick... Do you want to make it look like you're taking a long time?"
"... You want to kill me so you can find another home, right? I tell you, there's no way."
… and so on.
He took back his thoughts and took another sip of hot water. I saw Qin Man walking out of the room and changed back to his usual suit.
Ji Ran was stunned: "Are you going out?"
"Well. I made an appointment with a friend." Qin Man said, "Don't worry, Gu Zhe doesn't dare to trouble me."
"... Who's worried about you?" Ji Ran turned on the TV.
Qin Man walked to the sofa and fastened his tie: "I'll be back early, don't open the door for strangers."
Ji Ran was speechless: "Are you my three-year-old child?"
After Qin Man left, Ji Ran went back to the bed. He doesn't like going out when he is sick. He doesn't get sick very often. Once he is sick, it is difficult to recover. He simply stays at home until he is cured.
Whoever wants to lie down, the phone rang. is an unfamiliar number.
"Who?" he picked up.
"Is that Mr. Ji?" There was a strange man's voice on the other end, "Hello, my name is Xu Lin, and I will be your future work assistant in Yongshi."
"Mr. Ji asked me to inform you that you can come to the company for work next Wednesday. I wonder if you are free now? I have sorted out a lot of work information. If it is convenient, can we make an appointment to meet?"
Half an hour later, Ji Ran showed up at the appointed restaurant on time.
He wrapped himself in three layers and three layers, wearing a cap and mask, and was very eye-catching in the crowd.
"Mr. Ji?"
Ji Ran raised his eyes and saw the man sitting in the corner of the restaurant standing up and waving at him.
The man was wearing a light gray suit, looking in his mid-thirties, neatly dressed, and well-mannered.
"I heard on the phone that your throat seemed uncomfortable, so I ordered you a cup of green tea." Xu Lin said, "If you don't like it, you can order something else."
"No." Ji Ran sat down, enduring the discomfort in his throat, "Where's the data?"
Xu Lin handed over the information: "It's all here, these are what I have sorted out in the past few days, you can see if there is anything missing."
Ji Ran took it and didn't open it: "You used to be an employee of Eternal?"
"Yes, I used to be President Ji's assistant."
Ji Ran paused: "President Ji? Ji Wei?"
Xu Lin smiled without revealing any flaws: "Yes, I just left his department three months ago."
Ji Ran felt amused: "You are honest, he asked you to spy on me?"
"You will find out these things when you enter the company, there's nothing to hide." Xu Lin was generous and did not see a trace of embarrassment, "It's because the work habits of President Ji and I do not match, so I passed the Director Ji and was transferred voluntarily. You. Definitely not surveillance."
Ji Ran originally wanted to chase people, he didn't need any assistants, Qin Man was enough to fill the vacancy. But after hearing what Xu Lin said, he felt a little interesting.
Have you ever heard of an ordinary employee applying for a job transfer from a big boss because of a 'disagreeable work habit' with their boss
"I don't want everyone." Ji Ran leaned back, "What about your resume?"
"On the last page of the information." Xu Lin said.
Ji Ran opened it and saw that his resume was densely packed. The number of projects he participated in over the past few years could reflect Xu Lin's work ability.
After seven years of employment, seven years of working under Ji Wei
In seven years, all dogs have developed feelings. Ji Ran smiled playfully, then closed the document.
"Success, I think our work habits should be quite compatible. You can stay."
"Thank you, Mr. Ji for taking me in." Xu Lin should joke with him and said, "Then please go back and read these materials. I have sorted out the company's project plans for the past two years and the development direction for the next few years. Do you have any questions? If you don't understand anything, just ask me, call or meet and talk, I'm free at any time."
Ji Ran took a serious look at the document. After turning a few pages, it felt wrong.
... The project content and unapproved proposals organized by this person are almost exactly the same as the one Qin Man gave him.
The only difference is that Qin Man's share is relatively more complete and sufficient. The two people's summaries of the plans are also different, as if it is the same problem with two different solutions.
Ji Ran inexplicably felt that these documents in front of him were like extra-curricular tutoring books in high school, and his head hurt even more.