17. You need a translator when dating
◎Subconscious habit◎
He said he wouldn't force them, and he took the initiative to increase bonuses. Now he's afraid that his employees will be bored, so he personally takes them to the amusement park. Song Qiu thought about it all the way to the amusement park, but he couldn't think of anything bad about Lu Yancheng.
This boss is simply the embodiment of perfection. No wonder Lin Jin is willing to work for him. No one would betray such a boss.
After only working for a few months in the original world, Song Qiu met a boss who was busy but paid little. Now when he looks at Lu Yancheng again, he completely realizes the disparity in the world.
"What are you looking at?" He had been staring at him since he got in the car, and Lu Yancheng couldn't help but pay attention.
"I feel so lucky to see that someone as perfect as Mr. Lu actually exists."
Song Qiu sighed from the bottom of his heart, "I used to think that capitalists were all black-hearted, but after meeting Mr. Lu, I realized that there are still many good people in this world. You may not believe it, but I have never been to an amusement park, and Mr. Lu was the first person to accompany me... Oh no, he was the one who took me to the amusement park."
The man who had no psychological burden in lying to children paused.
People always have some special feelings for being number one. If he just wanted to verify his guess by taking Song Qiu to the amusement park, now facing his grateful eyes and the hat with the name of number one on his head, it is difficult for Lu Yancheng not to put in some personal emotions.
After all, his affection for Song Qiu was not fake.
The favorability was so high that it made him suspicious. How could he have the heart to treat this trip to the amusement park as just a verification experiment after hearing all these words?
"Besides going to the amusement park, is there anything else you want to do today?"
Money is not a problem. Today's time is just enough. Lu Yancheng doesn't mind changing the word "accompany" that he specifically corrected to "accompany".
"Is there anything else I can play?"
Song Qiu's eyes lit up, and he silently sighed in his heart that sincerity was indeed the killer skill. Before, the boss was indifferent to his flattery, but this time he actually gave positive feedback on the spot.
"Yes." Lu Yancheng nodded, "Tell me when you've made up your mind. Only one day."
One day is enough, any more and he won't have time for you.
Some preferential treatment may be given at the discretion of the court, but that is all.
"No need, Mr. Lu, just go to the amusement park. I don't have anything else I want to play."
If a child who has never been to an amusement park says that there is nothing else he wants to play, even a fool would not believe it.
Lu Yancheng didn't know how to describe his feelings. If it was Lu Yang sitting next to him, he would have wanted to hug his thighs and call him dear brother, and then take the opportunity to make a bunch of requests that he would not normally agree to.
However, Song Qiu...
He didn't understand, and didn't know why he didn't ask for it when he had the chance, let alone take care of a child like that.
I remember that when I was with Lu Yang before, he would always ask for whatever he thought of, regardless of whether he was willing to give it to me or not. He would just ask for it as soon as he opened his eyes every day.
He keeps calling "brother, brother, brother" like a parrot.
"There can be others."
"Ah?" After several minutes, he continued the previous topic. Song Qiu blinked in confusion, then smiled and shook his head, "No, Mr. Lu, thank you, Mr. Lu, I really don't need it."
The boss may be polite to you, but you must not take it seriously. Song Qiu still has this in his mind.
But he was so familiar with the rules, but the atmosphere became wrong after he said this.
Clearly there had been silence before. Lu Yancheng didn't talk much, so it was normal for the car to be quiet. But he inexplicably felt that this silence made the air pressure in the car particularly low.
Based on Song Qiu's understanding of Lu Yancheng when he was reading books, this wise and powerful but quiet and introverted boss who was a bit like a mute seemed to be angry at this time.
It’s a common problem among domineering CEOs: they have a mouth but don’t use it, and it only serves to vent cold air.
But! Fortunately, there is a very kind person who can help!
"cough……"
Song Qiu pretended to cough, then secretly glanced at Lin Jin who was sitting in the passenger seat.
Smart people do things simply. Lin Jin only glanced at him through the rearview mirror, and the next second a suggestion to save the situation came from the car, "Mr. Lu, Mr. Song probably doesn't have enough clothes. If you are free today, why not take Mr. Song over and let him choose in person?"
Song Qiu: ???
Why does my idol buy me clothes when he helps me out?
He didn't understand, but he completely believed in Lin Jin's professionalism, and nodded happily, "Okay, okay, last time President Lu complained that my clothes were ugly. If President Lu is free this time, let him choose, so that I won't be unfriendly to President Lu by wearing ugly clothes."
It was just that those two sets of clothes were not very formal. He had remembered them for a week and brought them up again. Lu Yancheng looked at his overly delicate face with a complicated expression, "It's not ugly, it's just inappropriate."
He explained it very seriously, but Song Qiu didn't understand at all. He thought it was just a false politeness and persuaded him with a smile, "Then Mr. Lu, would you like to go shopping for clothes together? Let's go together. If you like something that I can afford, I can advance my salary to Mr. Lu to buy it for you."
Song Qiu wrote the blank check very easily because he had a clear idea in mind.
How could he possibly ask the boss to buy things for him when he is such a big boss? Even if he spent all his salary, he might not be able to afford a suit for him.
Sure enough, as soon as the nice words were said, there was a response soon.
"Um."
Although it was only one word, the pressure didn't seem to be that low. Song Qiu immediately took out his phone and sent a message to Lin Jin: Idol! You are so awesome! You are the god of workers!!!
Lin Jin looked at the message he sent, then glanced at the boss who was obviously not quite right today. For a moment, she didn't know where to start to remind this little fan.
First of all, he shouldn't have formed a united front with me. They are not in the same group, and I am not a good person.
Secondly, he shouldn't be so cautious with his boss and too close to him.
In the end… he seemed to have absolutely no idea why his boss was angry.
It's just that the old beast is pursuing someone and trying to show his affection, and then starts to doubt his life after being rejected.
It was hard to imagine what his daily life would be like after they started dating. Lin Jin took a deep breath with exhaustion, replied with a smiley face without saying a word, and then silently sent a message to his friend with the note "stupid and troublesome".
[Blackheart: Mr. Lu, what happened between Mr. Lu and Mr. Song last night? 】
Lu Yang was bored at home alone, and he immediately perked up after seeing his message. He held his phone and typed excitedly: What do you mean? What did they do last night? How did you know? Why didn't you tell me about this big gossip earlier!
It’s really no use asking a fool.
After confirming that he didn't know either, Lin Jin simply ignored the messages that were still being sent from the other side and replied casually: OK, thank you Mr. Lu.
Lu Yang: ? ? !
OK, OK, this grandson has read the random reply again!
[People are often stupid and do many things: Why don’t you try to tease me again? Believe it or not, I will let my brother fire you! ]
Lin Jin saw it but didn't reply.
Regardless of whether Lu Yang's words are useful or not, if the boss wants to pursue his wife, it will be absolutely difficult to do so without him.
"Boss Lu, Boss Wang from the amusement park said that you can play as long as you want. You want to book the whole place, so he urgently cleared the place early in the morning. The ticket fees compensated to customers are all his."
This matter had been confirmed before leaving the house, and now he suddenly mentioned it again. Lu Yancheng knew without thinking who he was deliberately telling it to, and also knew that he was assisting in an unnecessary way, but he said nothing and just gave him a warning look.
“Booking the whole place?!”
Song Qiu's jaw dropped when he heard this. "Boss Lu, do we really need to make such a big fuss when we go to the amusement park?"
“It’s crowded on weekends.”
It would be very crowded if there were too many people, and it would be easy to miss out on the rides you wanted to play. Even if you got in, you would have to wait in line for a very long time. Although queuing was the norm, since it could be solved with money, Lu Yancheng felt that there was no need to let a child waste time queuing.
"Oh, I see." Song Qiu smiled embarrassedly, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Lu."
He forgot that villains like quietness. No wonder they had to book the entire place. Otherwise, there would be too many people and it would be crowded and noisy. The boss would definitely hate that kind of occasion, and it would not be in line with the identity of a domineering president.
The boss is a really nice person. He overcame the difficulties silently without saying a word. If my idol hadn't reported the situation to me, I wouldn't have noticed such details.
Song Qiu reflected on himself severely, and when he got off the car, he suggested seriously, "Mr. Lu, you shouldn't go shopping for clothes later. There should be a lot of people in the mall."
The bodyguard opened the car door. After hearing this, Lu Yancheng paused as he got out of the car and looked back at him with a strange look in his eyes. "What?"
"Ah?" Song Qiu was confused. "Did I say something wrong?"
There were four people in the car, including the bodyguard who opened the door, and they all froze.
The driver looked at Lin Jin in confusion, and signaled with his eyes frantically: Brother Lin, is the boss in a relationship? Do they need an interpreter?
Lin Jin smiled politely: They don’t need a translator, it’s the boss who needs a mouth that can speak.
"No." The two people were not on the same wavelength. Lu Yancheng could still figure this out, but he didn't explain much. He got off the car after answering.
You can't say that we booked the whole place because we were worried that you wouldn't have a good time, right?
Weird and pretentious.
Lu Yancheng felt that this was very painful just by thinking about it.
"Idol, idol, please save me." As soon as he got out of the car, Song Qiu waved desperately at Lin Jin in front of him, "Is President Lu angry again?"
"That's not the case. Mr. Lu probably has... glue stuck to his mouth."
Song Qiu: ???
Idol, have you also started to abstract?
Until he got off the car, Song Qiu didn't understand what had just happened. He was so lost in thought while walking beside Lu Yancheng that he was startled when he met a group of staff members in doll costumes. He grabbed Lu Yancheng's arm and shook him.
"Boss Lu, Boss Lu, why are you all heading toward the door? Do you have to clear out even the dolls since you booked the entire place?"
Lu Yancheng looked down at the hand that was grabbing his arm.
Song Qiu loved grabbing his arm so much that she would grab it whenever something happened around him, even though she knew clearly that he had mysophobia and didn't like being touched.
He hadn't thought much about it before, but now that he had that suspicion, the action seemed more like a habit.
Subconscious habits cannot be changed.
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