Chapter 397: Powerful Officials in Modern Times (Part 3)
"So after reading all this, which one do you want to eat?"
Faced with Zhu Qing'an's puzzled look, Song Yunchu originally wanted to reply "Eat them all", but then he thought that this answer didn't seem to be a good idea.
How could she forget that one should adapt to local customs in terms of diet and not bring along the extravagant habits from her previous life? Modern people normally wouldn't order a large table of food from different brands for a meal. She would have to go to many stores to get the food she ordered.
Even if you order takeout, you have to place more than a dozen orders.
It’s too troublesome.
So she replied, "Any of the above will do. I'll go to whichever is closer."
"Then go to the square in front. There's pizza and pasta you want to eat. It's just past the traffic light."
"good."
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It turned out that the delicacies in the original owner’s memory did not disappoint.
I have to admire the wisdom of modern people in cooking.
On the way home after dinner, the three of them passed by a milk tea shop, and Lin Xi bought three cups of mango sago.
Song Yunchu took a sip, his eyes flickering slightly.
The milk tea is really delicious.
Because she had a deep impression of the smell of the taxi when she just woke up, she really didn't want to take a taxi on the way back, so the three of them took the bus instead.
Song Yunchu opened the window a little and felt the cool breeze outside the car window.
This modern means of transportation is really interesting.
When I returned to my residence, it was already past midnight.
"An An, it's so late, are you still going back? You shouldn't be broadcasting live in the morning, right?"
"Yes, I won't be at work until tomorrow afternoon. I'll sleep with Ah Chu tonight. I'm going to take a shower first."
Song Yunchu listened to the conversation between the two people behind him without saying a word.
Sleeping with someone else...never experienced that.
After all, she had no good friends in her previous life, and even if she had a few loyal subordinates, they would not be too close to her.
After taking a shower, Zhu Qing'an lay down on Song Yunchu's bed.
Song Yunchu looked at the other half of the bed, hesitated for a moment, and finally sat down, leaning against the head of the bed and took out his cell phone.
The original owner’s WeChat had three people and a group chat pinned at the top, namely, his aunt, An An, Lin Xi, and the Zhulu Three Realms R&D Department.
The original owner's parents divorced when he was young, and he was raised by his grandmother and was close to his aunt. After his grandmother passed away, his aunt became more and more caring towards the original owner. The original owner would go to his aunt's house for dinner every one or two weeks, but he didn't have much contact with other relatives.
An An is a note for her best friend Zhu Qing An. The two have known each other since elementary school and their relationship is almost like that of real sisters.
The house that the original owner and Lin Xi live in now was bought by the original owner two years ago. Lin Xi pays the rent on a monthly basis. Because the original owner is extroverted and does not mind living with others, when he moved into the new house, he decided to find a quiet roommate to live with him so that they can take care of each other and avoid someone dying suddenly in the middle of the night without anyone notifying them.
Later, through the introduction of her aunt, the original owner met her roommate Lin Xi, a full-time writer. In order to read her works, the original owner downloaded the Persimmon Novel APP, which was the website where the bloody and abusive novel was first published.
Song Yunchu changed several browsers, trying to find any trace of the work, but still to no avail.
She knew that she had died in her original world, and that the land she was in now was much more peaceful and tranquil than her previous life, but she still wanted to find that damn author and ask him what was in his mind.
While thinking, Song Yunchu noticed Zhu Qing'an approaching. She instinctively dodged, but she quickly realized that the person next to her would also be her good friend in the future.
She had to adapt to the original owner's interpersonal relationships, because in this era, if you don't handle interpersonal relationships well, it will be difficult to do things smoothly.
Song Yunchu suddenly felt a chill on her wrist. She looked down and saw Zhu Qing'an tying a bracelet for her. The bracelet was very shiny and consisted of five pieces of mother-of-pearl in the shape of four-leaf clover.
Song Yunchu was stunned: "This is..."
"Didn't you say before that you liked this bracelet? I bought it and just received it yesterday."
Zhu Qingan said, taking the phone behind him, "Okay, keep this pose and don't move. I'll take a picture."
After taking a close-up of Song Yunchu's hand, Zhu Qing'an placed his right hand side by side with Song Yunchu's hand and took a photo of their bracelets.
Only then did Song Yunchu notice that she was wearing the same malachite bracelet on her right hand.
The price of this bracelet is over 40,000, which is higher than the original owner's monthly salary.
So Song Yunchu fell into thought again.
In her previous life, when she accepted gifts from her subordinates, she never considered the issue of reciprocity. But in modern times, when she accepts gifts from friends, she has to reciprocate.
"An An, this... is a bit expensive."
"It's not expensive. I'll pick up the car the day after tomorrow. I've already bought a car worth 600,000 yuan, so why would I care about spending 40,000 yuan? Don't say nonsense that I don't like to hear. Make a scissors sign, and I'll take another photo with you."
Song Yunchu: “…”
"Okay, I've posted it on WeChat Moments, remember to like it."
"Um."
After Zhu Qingan put down his phone, he fell asleep quickly.
Song Yunchu turned off the lights and lay down.
Tomorrow I should go to the company and experience the working world.
Song Yunchu originally thought that she might have trouble falling asleep with someone lying next to her, but to her surprise, she fell asleep quickly until the alarm clock woke her up the next morning.
Zhu Qing'an beside him moved his body, obviously he also heard the alarm clock, but he did not get up. Instead, he turned over and continued to sleep.
Song Yunchu turned off the alarm clock, got out of bed, slowly walked to the closet and opened it.
There were countless clothes inside. She glanced over, picked out a fake two-piece suit, and compared it in front of the floor-length mirror.
Pretty cool.
After changing her clothes and leaving the room, she gently closed the door and came to the hall. Following the original owner's lifestyle, she washed up, heated up the sliced bread, and had it with fresh milk for breakfast.
The company is very close to my home, only three subway stops away.
Arriving downstairs of the company, Song Yunchu looked up at the building in front of him that was so tall that it almost reached the clouds, and once again marveled at the technology of modern people.
Such a tall building was unimaginable in the past.
Song Yunchu took the elevator to the sixteenth floor, punched in, and then came to his seat.
As soon as she sat down, people around her greeted her.
"Good morning, Sister Chu. I brought you coffee."
The new team member smiled and placed a cup of hot coffee on her desk.
Song Yunchu looked at the other person's innocent face and thanked him.
As the leader of the planning group, the original owner got along well with his team members and gave a lot of advice to newcomers, so he was quite popular in the company.
Song Yunchu opened the coffee and took a sip. The slightly bitter yet mellow taste made her feel somewhat magical.
This is truly an amazing drink.
Suddenly, a voice exclaimed from the right, "Sister Chu, did you buy a new bracelet? Jewelry from this brand is so pretty! But it's expensive. This one must be around 40,000 or 50,000, right?"
Song Yunchu turned around and looked at the other person's envious expression, and replied, "A gift from my best friend."
The girl across from him opened her eyes wide upon hearing this, and her envy seemed to become even stronger, "Does your bestie still need a bestie?"
Song Yunchu took over the conversation without hesitation, "No shortage."
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