Chapter 67 The Difficulty of the Emperor's Heart

Chen Jingyang was escorted back to his workstation by Lin Zheyan. He was so busy all morning that he didn't even have time to fart, so naturally he didn't have time to think about Zhang Pengfei.

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It can be said that this cooperation is a major event that the entire top management is paying close attention to!

As the CTO and project leader, Chen Jingyang is bound to be involved in the entire process and do everything personally. He has to make up for the time he "escaped" before by working overtime!

In contrast, Zhang Pengfei has a much more relaxed day today.

His internship at the court was almost over, and the handover was simple; it was all done in a morning.

I went back to school in the afternoon and talked to my teacher about the problems with the first draft of the paper. After some revisions, his paper will be basically finished.

Afterwards, I picked Hua Hua up and took her home. We had a simple dinner, and before eight o'clock, I was already at my desk, studying the 800-word daily newspaper template.

800 words, and it has to be handwritten. This level of difficulty is probably familiar to students who have taken the college entrance examination.

Besides Chen Jingyang deliberately making things difficult for him, there was another reason—his handwriting was too beautiful!

Chen Jingyang went abroad in the third grade of elementary school. So many years have passed, and his Chinese characters are still at the same level as they were back then, or even show signs of regression. That's why he especially likes to look at Zhang Pengfei's characters.

It is often said that one's handwriting reflects one's character, and this is certainly true of Zhang Pengfei.

However, no matter how well you write, it's all for nothing if you don't know what to write.

Take Zhang Pengfei, for example, who is scratching his head right now.

After "studying" the daily newspaper, he discovered that it was actually a diary, just with a slightly different format, just like writing a letter.

It begins with: Dear Master, hello.

Then, on a new line, write: What is today's date, weather, temperature, and whether there is wind or rain, etc.

Then, I get to the main text: I write about what I did throughout the day, from the moment I opened my eyes until I went to sleep. It's a simple diary entry, with only commas and periods throughout.

But no matter how much I ramble on, this rambling account still won't reach 800 words!

What to do? Just make things up!

The first 200 words are a rambling account, and the next 600 words are all about expressing loyalty. Even a gust of wind blowing a garbage bag can remind the author of the master's kindness. He flatters as much as possible, and after a series of sentimental words, the word count is about right.

If you still haven't reached the required length, you can add some reflections, questions, or questions at the end. In short, Zhang Pengfei felt that it was much harder to write than a college entrance examination essay!

"Tsk!" Zhang Pengfei sighed. It was already nine o'clock, and he had only written about 400 words on the paper.

Moreover, handwriting presents a significant challenge – it cannot be arbitrarily added to or deleted from!

It must be written down; otherwise, adding or subtracting words here and there will make the whole page look messy and disorganized.

At 9:58 p.m., Chen Jingyang was still working overtime in the office when his phone beeped, but he didn't bother to check it.

At 10 o'clock sharp, his phone rang again, and the music kept playing until he finally turned his attention to it. He saw that it was a notification he had set, and then he suddenly remembered and quickly opened his phone.

Zhang Pengfei apparently bought a grid notebook specifically for writing daily reports. The right side even had numbers like 100, 200, 300, and 400 marked on it. He filled two pages, which contained exactly 800 words!

This includes all the punctuation marks!

At first, it was very simple: he got up when the aunt came to cook at 6 o'clock, took Huahua to school after breakfast, then went to the court to handle the handover, and went to school to discuss the thesis with the teacher...

The first page, with 400 words, described the entire day's events. By the second page, it seemed there was nothing left to write, so I rewrote the previous events, but in more detail, such as what my aunt cooked, how it tasted, what questions my advisor raised about the paper, and how to improve it...

Finally, I asked him if he could stop having the nanny come over to cook, because starting tomorrow, he could stay home all day except to pick up and drop off Huahua, so there was no need to hire someone to cook anymore.

Chen Jingyang thought for a moment, then sent a message to the aunt, informing her that she no longer needed to go.

Then, with a smirk, he replied to Zhang Pengfei: "The daily report is unacceptable. Starting tomorrow, write 1200 words!"

I'll have you calculate the punctuation marks for me!

Trying to cut corners? No way!

When Zhang Pengfei saw the message, his heart skipped a beat. 1200 words?

Damn it, how am I supposed to write this!

The last 400 words today were squeezed out one by one, harder than a hen laying an egg. How to squeeze out another 400 words?

That means he'll have to spend 3 hours on this daily report!

Seeing that Chen Jingyang didn't mention the aunt, he waited a while and then sent another message: Master, could you please ask the aunt not to come tomorrow?

But Chen Jingyang didn't reply to him even after he waited until 12 o'clock!

This person used to reply instantly!

Zhang Pengfei sighed and unconsciously touched the smart ring around his neck, feeling a dull ache in his chest.

It's fine when I'm busy during the day, but as soon as I lie down at night, it's like the smart ring suddenly grows out of my head, and I can't ignore it no matter what.

I can't sleep!

Zhang Pengfei tossed and turned in bed, spending another long, sleepless night.

He got up before 6 a.m., and while washing up, he kept an eye on the door. It wasn't until 6:30 a.m. that he realized Chen Jingyang had agreed, but hadn't told him.

Later, he gradually discovered that Chen Jingyang was very sparing with his words. The chat history was almost entirely his own, and he might not receive a message from Chen Jingyang for three to five days. Moreover, Chen Jingyang only issued orders and never replied to any questions.

At first, he thought that all the lack of response meant he agreed, but later he found that it wasn't. Chen Jingyang would occasionally ask him in a sarcastic tone: Did I say it was okay?

In short: The Emperor's heart is unfathomable!

Waiting for a reply is like waiting for a sword hanging over your head; you don't know if it will fall, so you can only wait anxiously and let time tell you the answer.