Chapter 901 The Origin of Computers
While I was painting, I had to keep an eye on Fang Dongmei's situation from time to time. Of course, it was mainly Luo Yong who was watching over me. He would remind me at any time if there was any situation.
Fang Dongmei came back from lunch and looked around as usual. At this moment, there was only an old employee named Chen in the office.
Designer Chen didn't look very happy, and his expression was a little conflicted when he saw her.
"Xiao, Xiao Fang," he said in a trembling voice, "don't sit back yet..."
Fang Dongmei's heart skipped a beat: "What's wrong, Teacher Chen?"
Designer Chen looked around nervously and lowered his voice: "Do you know the origin of this computer you are using?"
When I heard this sentence through the headphones, I became curious. What other origins could a computer have?
It's not an antique.
"Ah? I don't know. Is there anything special about this computer?" Fang Dongmei asked curiously.
"This computer was originally used by a designer in the department upstairs," he said mysteriously.
Oh, it turned out to be a second-hand computer. I thought it was no big deal. It’s normal that the intern assistant is not given a new computer.
"Oh, it's okay. The performance of this computer is pretty good. We can't ask the company to provide us with a new computer as soon as we arrive." Fang Dongmei said indifferently.
Seeing that she didn't understand, Designer Chen continued in a ghost story tone, "No, you didn't understand what I meant. The original owner of this computer was in a car accident.
At that time, no one else in their department was willing to use this computer, so they returned it to the executive department.
Our department was planning to add more staff this year, so we applied for a new computer, and the General Affairs Department ended up getting this one for us.
There aren’t many people in our office who know about this, and they won’t tell you.”
Designer Chen acted like he was the only good guy.
Fang Dongmei: “…”
Luo Yong reminded her: "Maybe this designer is a bit superstitious and thinks it's unlucky to use a dead person's computer."
"It's okay, Teacher Chen, I don't mind this." Fang Dongmei raised her leg and was about to walk to her workstation.
"Don't disbelieve me, this computer is weird!" He gritted his teeth and made up his mind, "Just now when no one was in the office, it was haunted!
I saw the mouse moving by itself!
The lines on the CAD interface pop out one after another!"
He made an exaggerated gesture, "It's like, it's like an invisible hand is drawing!
I saw it through the crack in the glass when I came back from outside!
That person must be a ghost that's still lingering, and he came out when the Yang energy was low."
The glass partition of the office is covered with frosted film. When looking in from the outside, only the gap in the middle can be seen.
Uh~Okay, I felt a little helpless, "That ghost was me. I was drawing just now and thought no one was in the office, but I was seen by someone."
Fang Dongmei coughed a few times strategically and forced herself to remain calm: "Teacher Chen, did you not get enough rest?"
She pretended to be relaxed and turned the monitor, "Teacher Chen, are you dazzled? Look, the computer is working fine, isn't it?
It was like this when I left, it hadn't moved at all.
You can’t think that I’m easy to fool just because I’m young.”
"That's impossible. I just saw it drawing itself and marking numbers on it. Look, this line of numbers is the one I just marked!" Designer Chen insisted.
Fang Dongmei took a look and said with certainty: "I drew this before dinner, I remember it very clearly.
Okay, Mr. Chen, I know our company is under a lot of pressure right now. Isn't it time for you to take some annual leave and relax? "
After saying that, Fang Dongmei sat back at her workstation and continued pretending to work.
Designer Chen looked back at her every step, rubbed his eyes, and fell into deep self-doubt.
In the afternoon, Designer Chen directly asked Zheng Guanqian for leave, saying that "the work pressure was too great, which led to hallucinations and he needed to see a psychologist."
Looking at his back, my conscience ached.
But even though I scared one person away, my CAD drawing was completed as scheduled and I just have to submit it on Monday.
Over the weekend, Xiao Shiqiu asked someone to find a two-bedroom house near the company and hired a cleaning company to clean everything up. I also personally bought all the sheets and quilts for my uncle.
My mother was still worried, so she came to City A to help my uncle clean up the house. I pouted and said, "Mom, you've never been so concerned about me since I came to City A to go to school."
As she made the bed, she said, "How can you be the same as your uncle? He's a man, how can he do these kinds of work?"
I rolled my eyes, “So he brought an entourage with him when he went to school?
There is no one at school to help him make his bed or clean his room.”
My mother paused. "Why are you still jealous of your uncle? As the old saying goes, an elder sister is like a mother. It's my responsibility to take care of him."
"My elder sister is just like a mother. I am still your biological child. You are my real mother, but I have never seen you treat me like this." I couldn't help but retort.
I don't think my mother and I will ever get along, except that she doesn't get angry with me as often now.
You've been used to not worrying about me for so many years, so why would you suddenly be nice to me for some other reasons?
I really don’t know what I’m expecting. Every time I do this, I feel so upset. No, I have to go back and ask Lao Xiao for comfort.
My uncle finally came to City A with his two children.
On Sunday, my mother took my father to A
The city high-speed rail will pick them up.
When my mother saw her cousins, she smiled like a flower. Although my father smiled along, he seemed a little absent-minded.
I know he has been worried about his illegitimate son's illness these days.
But in front of me and my mother, he didn't mention anything about the mother and son, as if they didn't exist.
My mother and I tacitly agreed that nothing had ever happened, and no one would bring it up. It seemed that as long as we didn't mention it, they wouldn't exist.
Our family has mastered the art of covering one's ears and stealing the bell.
My mother smiled at my two nephews with an extremely kind smile: "Auntie has taken three days off to take you to have fun in City A. Ziting, is there any place you particularly want to go?"
My mom actually took a leave of absence specifically for these two kids?
I couldn't help feeling jealous again. She had never asked for leave to take me out to play.
Even when I participated in a dance competition that year, she said the hospital was too busy and she didn't have time to see me, so my dad took me there.
Seeing that I looked unhappy, Xiao Shiqiu seemed to have guessed what I was thinking and leaned close to my ear and said, "When you finish the work at hand, I will accompany you wherever you want to go."
I immediately felt more comfortable, raised my eyebrows and asked him in a sweet voice, "Where can I go to play, will you accompany me?"
Xiao Shiqiu loved to see me like this, his eyes narrowed as he looked at me, and with a smile in his voice, he said, "Of course, even if you want to go to heaven, I will find a way."
When he said this, my parents looked at us, and my cousins also looked at me eagerly, especially my cousin, who did not hide her curiosity at all.
It seemed as if as long as I said it, they would go with me.
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