In the dim light, Le Zheng'er was sitting under the desk lamp, working overtime while gritting his teeth. Looking at the various dizzying codes on the computer, Le Zheng'er felt a lump of old blood in his throat, and he even wanted to curse. I couldn't come out, so I had to curse in my heart while obediently continuing to work overtime.
The main reason why Le Zheng'er worked overtime alone when everyone in the office was off work was mainly because He Lianlin came down for inspection that day.
Le Zheng'er clearly remembered that the day after He Lianlin's inspection tour, he was called by Mediterranean to come to the office for a heart-to-heart talk.
The first time Mediterranean saw him, he sighed deeply and said earnestly to dissuade him, "Nanning, have you considered changing your job or something, or going home to your elder brother's company?"
When Le Zheng'er heard the first sentence, he knew that things were going to be bad. This was obviously the rhythm of persuasion. Le Zheng'er had to not agree. If he resigned and returned home, he would have no choice but to go on a blind date and get married. This was a must. No, I would rather work until I die than get married.
"No, I think it's very good here." Le Zheng'er also looked at Mediterranean with an expression of "I just want to live here." Anyway, Mediterranean knew about his family background and would definitely not make things difficult for him.
When Mediterranean heard this expected answer, he felt that a few hairs were missing. He felt that he was really working hard. He thought of He Lianlin's meaningful look when he left yesterday, and He Lianlin's outfit. With a cold and solemn temperament, as a young man with low EQ and IQ, he immediately understood He Lianlin's meaning, that is, he must resign that omega, but this omega is not easy to offend. As soon as he saw Nanning In that case, he wouldn't even dare to say a harsh word and still fired him. Wouldn't this cost him his life? Will these evil capitalists give him a way to survive? Sandwich biscuits are really hard to make. His hair is really going to fall out. It makes me sad just thinking about it.
Touching his head in annoyance, Mediterranean decided to continue persuading, "Nanning, you see there's no point in hanging around with those alphas and betas all day long. Those people are too rough. Omegas should look like omegas. Learn more at home. It’s not a good idea to choose something else. You need to have capital to get married in the future. After you have a child, you need to teach your child well. Where can you still have the energy to study other things and go to work, so you should take advantage of now to go back and learn something about teaching children. Methods, early childhood education is still very important..."
Le Zheng Er:... ... ==
He only felt that there were tens of millions of mythical beasts trampling through his heart. Giving birth to a child sounded too cruel. Le Zheng Er automatically put the left ear in and the right ear out, directly filtering out those sounds that made him angry. word. Le Zheng Er, who was speechless and choked in his heart, really wanted to yell, I am an alpha, who the hell dares to marry me, I will fight with him, but these can only be thought of, Le Zheng Er's face is still Listening to Mediterranean's words very calmly, he really has the potential to become more and more sophisticated.
Seeing that Le Zheng Er was so educated, Mediterranean was naturally in an even higher mood. He talked about everything from raising children to how to find a partner. Finally, he drank some water, cleared his throat, and asked Le Zheng'er expectantly, "Nanning, you see this is the joy of life. You really don't need to work so hard every day." The implication is that you It would be more reliable to wait at home to get married and then take care of your husband and raise children.
"... ==No need, I still like things that are more challenging." Le Zhenger said with a wooden face. He felt that he could listen for so long because his temper has changed so much recently. Much more. If this matter had been put aside before, he must have taken action. Could it be that it was affected by the omega hormones in his body? Thinking of this, Le Zheng Er felt a chill in his back and quickly dismissed this unreliable idea. Otherwise, he You really have to be brainwashed into getting married.
The shining eyes of Mediterranean Sea were dimmed by Le Zheng Er's words, and what he wanted to say was blocked. Mediterranean Sea took a deep breath and glanced at Le Zheng Er, who had a firm expression. The boss's words were not difficult to understand. Listen, employees can't forcefully resign, and they must immediately decide whether to do something soft or hard. Don't you like working? Then just work, and one day you will come back crying and begging to resign, "Nanning, don't blame me, it's not easy for me either. There are old and young at home. Hey, you can take these materials back and look at them first. By the way, finish the basic parts of the project in your hands and hand it over to me before next Monday."
The Mediterranean abacus was rattling, and he just wanted to resign when the work pressure in Nanning became too much and he couldn't bear it anymore. This was like completing the task in disguise. But what he didn't know was that Le Zheng'er was also thinking very hard at this time. As long as he could finish all these tasks, it would be completely impossible to resign! Getting married is completely nonsense!
The two people whose brain circuits were completely different looked at each other meaningfully, and then the conversation ended.
This also led to Le Zheng'er having to work hard in the next week. The Mediterranean gave him a job on Thursday and asked him to finish it before Monday, excluding the weekend, that is, within these two days. He had to complete the work, and the people around him were completely unable to help. Le Zheng'er originally thought he could complete it easily, but the facts told him that everything he thought was too naive.
Nanning originally studied economics and had a little dabbling in technical programming, and the team he worked for was completely the company's R&D team. Everyone was a programming dog. Originally, Nanning was surrounded by the Mediterranean Sea. In this team He was doing odd jobs and being a flower vase, and his life was getting along well, but now the Mediterranean Sea deliberately made things difficult for him. As a technical novice, Le Zheng'er was completely unable to take on any important role even if he inherited Nanning's limited memory!
This directly led to Le Zheng'er still working overtime on Friday night. Mediterranean is said to be the most basic work in the project, but even the most basic code seems to Le Zheng'er to exist like a heavenly book. , each letter is buttoned one by one. Le Zhenger originally thought that being a gangster was rare, but now he discovered that the life of this kind of programming dog is the most difficult. If he talks about it too much, he will shed tears.
No matter how much he complained and was angry, he could only say that what should be done had to be done. He looked at the time and saw that it was already past eight o'clock. Ever since he became Nanning, he had always had a very regular schedule. I feel like my eyelids are getting into a fight.
"He Lianlin, I will kill you one day!" Le Zheng'er roared angrily in the empty office, took a sip of coffee, took off his shoes, crossed his legs and continued working. He looked so bold and unrestrained like that, and he was completely different from Fan Yi, the young master of the aristocratic family in the daytime.
It's just that although he tried very hard to complete the work, Le Zheng'er, who had lived a good life for a few months, no longer had the ambition he had when he was an alpha. Looking at the lines of code in front of him, Le Zheng'er's eyes He also gradually became confused, and soon he lay on the chair and fell asleep.
The office building is always so quiet at night. The sound of "ta-da" footsteps also sounded in the corridor. A tall and tall alpha gradually walked out of the corridor. When he walked to Le Zheng Er's office, He couldn't help but calm down, opened the door, and slowly entered the room.
Looking at the person in front of him who had his legs on the desk and was snoring with his mouth wide open, He Lianlin couldn't help but frown. It was so similar that he couldn't help but be afraid. Originally He just casually came down to take a look, but found that the more he looked at it, the more frightened he became.
A trace of ripples flashed across his calm, dark eyes, and he eventually regained his composure. After watching quietly for a few minutes, Helianlin slowly backed out again. When he entered the elevator, he took out his phone and called the person downstairs. Security Office.