Chapter 6 6 Fu Yu is acting like a big shot and pretending to be a rich man, which is vulgar.

With the completion of the major project, the development team was able to escape from the gloomy gaze. I don’t know if it was because the air conditioning was turned on too high or the project management staff was watching too closely, but in any case, many people had stomach problems during the development period.

Fu Yu's physical condition is unknown, but his mental fortitude is strong. No matter how much others push him, he sticks to his own plans. Technical prowess is highly sought after in the development team, and one can even have a requirement report sent back to the product team for rewrites without a proper response.

The company's headquarters was in Beijing. Fu Yu had interned there for four months during his senior year. After the internship, he calculated his earnings and realized they didn't cover his expenses. He resolutely gave up on the offer. He wasn't stupid. There were plenty of women out there. There was no need to squeeze into the subway and have to ask the guy behind him to count "three, two, one" to help him squeeze into the crowd, then float all the way to the station and then squeeze out again. Besides, there weren't that many kind-hearted guys who would count "three, two, one" again. Ugh, kind-hearted guys. Should he change his tactics and take a taxi? He was young and naive, not realizing that one day in heaven equals one year on earth, and five years within the Third Ring Road.

After those four months, Fu Yu deeply understood the true meaning of pure happiness. After graduation, he resubmitted his resume and received a call from his former mentor, who told him the company had three office buildings in his hometown and he could move there. Why hadn't he told him earlier? Why wasn't that mentioned on the official website? The mentor's reasons were compelling and sincere, suggesting that moving to a smaller city would be a waste of his talent. This forced him to resort to the often unsavory negotiation tactics of capitalism.

Fu Yu: Don’t say anything, just complete the employment procedures immediately.

Mentor: No, you need to do internship again. You can become a full-time employee only after the internship period is completed.

Fu Yu: ...add money.

After getting through the melodramatic part, Fu Yu's daily life in the development team seemed to be smooth sailing. He was known as "the senior who drank Luckin Coffee until his face was paralyzed", or "the big boss in the development team who you can ask if you don't know something, but remember the questions can't be too stupid, otherwise he will be seriously ridiculed."

There are new nicknames these days—Hey, why is Senior Brother with the Paralyzed Face gone? Hey, where's the boss? Hey, isn't Fu Yu volunteering to work overtime today?

Fu Yu has gone to pick someone up. Please don't disturb him.

He also brought two people with him: Wu Jiang and his girlfriend.

Since Fu Yu and Tang formed their alliance, Wu Jiang had been trying to find a way to see the woman in person. The problem was that Fu Yu had no photos and didn't allow him to see her on social media, so he never had the chance. Just as a project was wrapping up, he booked a Xinjiang restaurant to treat the boss to dinner. Initially, Fu Yu still refused, so Wu Jiang resorted to his ultimate strategy.

"From now on, you are my brother and she is my sister-in-law. When you see my sister-in-law, you must stand at attention and report!"

It doesn't matter whether they are brothers or sisters. Fu Yu is still a few months younger than Wu Jiang. We don't need those empty words.

"You can have dinner, but don't delay me from picking up the person. When you pick up the person, don't be too talkative, don't force anything, and don't use moral blackmail, otherwise I will get up in the middle of the night and delete all your code." Fu Yu gave in on principle.

"Is it really that insidious?"

“It’s so insidious.”

Risking their lives and professional dignity, Wu Jiang and his girlfriend sat in the back row, holding hands, looking forward to it.

With outsiders present, it was impossible for Fu Yu to say that he was not shaken at all. He was so shy that he didn't even dare to call her name. He pretended to be calm and called the last digit of her cell phone number.

Wu Jiang pulled the back of her seat curiously, peering through the window to see who Tang Ke was. She had fashionable, airy bangs, long, layered hair draped over her shoulders. She had a round face, a short chin, a small frame, and narrow shoulders, but she wasn't scrawny. Her complexion was rosy and vibrant—a stark contrast to the expressionless person.

"Damn, it's raining so hard! My clothes are still wet!" Tang Ke rushed into the car and spoke without restraint. With his back to Fu Yu, he said in an exaggerated tone, "Help me check if the back is dirty? Do you have any paper? Wipe it quickly! I feel a chill down my spine, as if someone is staring at me!"

"..." Wu Jiang and his girlfriend missed the good opportunity to say hello.

Fu Yu gently patted the stains on her clothes with the back of his hand, "Okay."

"A heart full of gratitude, thank you for being there—" Tang Ke started singing from zero frame, made a heart shape with his hands and turned around slowly. Out of the corner of his eye he saw two living people in the back seat. For a moment, all the sounds in the world stopped.

A person can be grateful countless times, but can only want to die once. At this moment, Tang Ke is hesitating whether to use up his only chance.

The car behind honked its horn to hurry him along. Fu Yu changed gears and stepped on the accelerator, saying, "I'm most afraid of the air suddenly becoming quiet."

Tang Ke smiled at the two and asked, "Who are they?"

"Oh, we are Fu Yu's colleagues. My name is Wu Jiang, and this is my boyfriend. A big project is finished today, and we wanted to treat him to a meal. He said he would pick you up from get off work first, so we just came together. Sorry to bother you." Wu Jiang introduced.

"It's okay, it's okay." Tang Ke waved and said hi to them awkwardly, and said to Fu Yu, "Next time if you have something to do, just tell me in advance. No need to bother coming to pick me up."

Especially when she doesn't have time to put on a social mask.

Fu Yu glanced at the rearview mirror, which showed two people in the back seat whispering to each other and plotting something.

"sister in law."

Here he comes. This grandson is serious.

Tang Ke was startled. "What the hell?"

Fu Yu: "He is sick."

Wu Jiang: "I heard that you and our eldest brother are dating, so it's okay for me to call you sister-in-law."

Fu Yu: "Talking to oneself syndrome."

Wu Jiang: "I'm talking to my sister-in-law, why do you always interrupt?"

Fu Yu: "Don't believe in rumors or spread them."

Tang Ke was stunned by what he heard. Fu Yu was actually the eldest brother in the group. How to put it, he didn't look like a monkey with a mouth like the Thunder God at all. He looked more like Tang Monk with a crutch.

Fu Yu turned his head and quickly looked at her expression. If he hadn't still been holding the steering wheel, he really wanted to cover her ears with his own hands, or ask her to cover his. She couldn't hear any bad comments.

"Don't worry about him. He'll feel uncomfortable if he doesn't stand out for a day."

Wu Jiang was horrified: "Fu Yu, you are really a sophisticated person now."

Tang Ke swept away his previous awkwardness and said with a smile, "Are your interactions usually this chaotic?"

At this time, Wu Jiang's girlfriend spoke up: "No, Fu Yu is right. He likes to stand out when there are many people around him." After that, she patted her boyfriend's shoulder hard as a warning.

"No..." Wu Jiang was speechless.

"That's quite interesting." Tang Ke fastened his seatbelt and leaned back in his chair, playing with his phone. Since he wasn't very familiar with them, there was no need to start a conversation.

But there was a question that she couldn't help but ponder. How did Fu Yu introduce her to them? She could understand the friends' teasing, but they weren't really in a relationship. Hadn't he told them that the essence of a blind date was to form an alliance? Or would he still be teased even if he had told them? Then...

A bit weak.

"Fu Yu." She put away her phone and looked at the person in the driver's seat.

"Hmm?" Fu Yu stretched his ear to the right.

"Are you working overtime today?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"Playing games tonight?"

Fu Yu's hands on the steering wheel were slightly sweaty. He twisted his fingertips and said, "Hit."

Haha. Tang Ke stared at him with an indecipherable expression. Did she mention any game? Just play it. Besides, they'd played games together before, and yet she answered so naturally. It was truly a shame to save face in front of friends.

"Sister-in-law, what game are you playing? PUBG or King of Glory? Let's play together in a four-person team!" Wu Jiang came over excitedly, but was pulled back by his girlfriend, and the invisible dog chain jingled.

Tang Ke turned around and smiled at them, "Okay, if your brother has no objection, then I have no objection either."

The formula is right in front of your mouth, and you still can't tell it? She waited for Fu Yu's reaction.

The wiper works hard for a hundred days, it wants to go to Tsinghua University, it sways from side to side with a grunt, and the car glass gets wet and then blurry, blurry and then dry, and then dry and then wet again.

Fu Yu touched the center of his glasses with his middle finger and said, "If your sister-in-law has no objection, then I have no objection."

Without seeing or hearing anything, Wu Jiang secretly sent a message to his girlfriend sitting next to him on his mobile phone: Fu Yu is acting like a big shot and pretending to be a rich man, which is vulgar.

Tang Ke leaned back, satisfied, turned on the front camera, and adjusted her bangs. The humidity today was at tropical rainforest levels. She'd just washed her hair yesterday, but it still looked like clumps of dead hairtail. Seafood lovers, rejoice.

"Sister-in-law, will you come home for dinner tonight?" Wu Jiang seemed keen to talk to her, but looking through the rearview mirror, he could see that his eyes were fixed on someone else.

Tang Ke deliberately delayed her response. Fu Yu complained on her behalf, "She's not going home. She's going to Australia to fight kangaroos, then to Antarctica to fight penguins, and finally to the second dimension to practice Kamehameha. Tomorrow morning, she'll be at work as soon as she opens her eyes."

"Yes sir." Tang Ke put an end to this long paragraph at the right time.

"..." Wu Jiang felt it was ridiculous, not knowing whether to talk back or applaud, so he secretly sent a message to his girlfriend: To some extent, they are quite a match.

Girlfriend: Hahahahahahahahahahaha I really want to laugh out loud, I can’t help it, sisters are so funny!

Wu Jiang: How about inviting her to dinner? Help me.

Girlfriend: Everyone has their own responsibilities, go ahead.

"What I mean is, if you're going to have dinner alone, why not come with us? It's my treat!" Wu Jiang told the name of the restaurant and asked about where Tang Ke lived. The two places were not far apart, so he tried to make it seem close. He went to great lengths to block all her routes of retreat, even if his code would have to make necessary sacrifices for the revolution in the near future.

"Okay." Tang Ke hesitated for two or three times before finally agreeing. She had also heard that the Xinjiang food there was delicious, but the queue would take at least two hours. She couldn't stand loneliness and was worried that she would fill her stomach with the snacks and tea at the door while waiting, and would end up losing more than she gained.

The car changed lanes, and the lights kept turning green. The weather was unpredictable, with the rain pattering against the roof. When they reached the restaurant, Fu Yu asked the two people behind him to get out first while he went to find a parking spot. Tang Ke, who was in the passenger seat, was about to follow the two people, but he called him back.

"You stay."

"Ah? You don't have an umbrella?" Tang Ke asked.

Fu Yu locked the car door, restarted the car, and said, "Seeing that you are reluctant and only agreed to it because of my face, no, I plan to let you go."

"Throw it on the street?"

"I'll take you home, sis."

"Not unwillingly." Tang Ke slumped his shoulders. He had assumed that he was intelligent enough to know that it was best to dispose of the body on rainy days. "Your friends all seem quite friendly, and much more enthusiastic than you."

"Enthusiasm should have a limit. His kind is just disturbing." Fu Yu was unhappy.

"Don't worry, I really don't think it's a problem. The main thing is that I really want to eat the Xinjiang food from that restaurant. Just take me there. Please, I'll do anything." Tang Ke often acts as an electronic beggar on the Internet, which does not conflict with her being an electronic emperor. With just a move of her chin, she looks like Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Not forcing it?" Fu Yu confirmed again.

Tang Ke instantly turned serious, frowning, his tiger's mouth resting on his chin, and asked back: "Are you forcing yourself? Is it embarrassing to be with me? I can't show it? What do you mean? N, U, L, L?"

Fu Yu turned his head to look at the rearview mirror, which was partially blocked by her. He subconsciously reached out to push her forearm back, but she was about to put her hand down, and the two of them exchanged some Wing Chun moves.

The moment his hand touched her thigh, he quickly pulled it back and whispered an apology. Since she didn't force it, he didn't guess.

"You are not ashamed, they are ashamed. I just hope you don't mistakenly think that I am a fool like them."

Tang Ke beamed with joy, and with the flattering air of greeting his master, he said, "No, no, you're all good people! Yeah, another free meal! Let's go!"

"oh."

Fu Yu leisurely got out of the car and walked side by side with her to the restaurant, his left hand holding an umbrella and his right in his pocket, still twirling his fingertips absentmindedly. Normally, he would rub his fingers when they slipped while playing games, or spray his lenses with alcohol and then wipe them with a glasses cloth. However, on such an unusually rainy day, his fingertips were damp and sensitive, and he had almost lost all sense of direction on the 26 keys. This was extremely fatal for a professional coder who was highly concerned with touch.

The antidote must be within three steps, but Fu Yu was completely unaware. His mind was spinning with the question, "Is it embarrassing to date me?" After two turns, the question "Dating me" was the only one left. After two more turns, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be dating the woman next to him.

Dating?

Well, dating.

Dating by agreement is still dating.

What's going on? It feels a bit good.

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