World 2
What other couples would do when they finally have a day off: drink milk tea sweetly, watch a movie that might be boring or might make them cry, have a candlelight dinner together, and then go home under the moonlight.
What did Yang Zheyu do with her boyfriend on her day off: she stayed in bed very late, then went to eat hand-pulled pancakes with her boyfriend, and then went to the company to clean up the miniature camera that her boyfriend had installed in the office.
At this moment, he looked at the entry "Shocking! Zhengxing is suspected to be going bankrupt!" which had somehow made it to the headlines and exploded. Then he looked at his private chat box which was filled with question marks again and muted his phone.
——Will it ever end? Can you give others some time to rest!
"What's wrong?" Shang Feng, who came out of the bedroom, happened to see Yang Zheyu turning off his phone. "Did you see something bad?"
"It's nothing," Yang Zheyu said succinctly. "It's just that the news that we gave a bunch of people the day off today got posted online, and now people think Zhengxing is about to go bankrupt."
"It's just nonsense," Shang Feng said without taking it seriously. "Don't take it seriously."
A hint of interest flashed in Yang Zheyu's eyes: No matter who said this, he would not feel anything special, but the one who said this now was Shang Feng, the Shang Feng who had just confessed to him that he was really afraid that the past would happen again.
Should we say that he is proactive enough, or that he trusts himself enough?
"Of course I didn't take it seriously." Yang Zheyu put these thoughts aside and looked up at Shang Feng. "Are all those things smashed?"
Shang Feng nodded and opened the cloth bag he was dragging over to show Yang Zheyu.
All the smashed miniature cameras were put into the bag, without missing a single one.
"Is everything done?" Yang Zheyu looked into the bag.
As he watched, he suddenly began to feel fortunate that the house had good sound insulation.
Otherwise, with what Shang Feng had just done in the bedroom, I'm afraid everyone downstairs and upstairs would say they were disturbing the neighbors with noise.
"Yes," Shang Feng replied, and added, "The relevant files on the computer have also been processed."
He has always been very proactive, so he was able to pick himself up right away after Zhengxing got into trouble and was scolded by Yang Zheyu. He was also able to find someone to confess his feelings to after hearing other colleagues teasing Yang Zheyu and Gao Wen. He was also able to smash those miniature cameras one by one after talking to Yang Zheyu.
However, when they said these words, they did not realize that Shang Feng's powerful actions were actually linked to Yang Zheyu in a sense.
It was as if this person was his real motivation.
The system noticed, but it decided not to say anything.
- These things are more interesting if you discover them yourself.
"By the way, who did you ask to help you install these things?" Yang Zheyu didn't notice Maoqiu's expression and only asked Shangfeng, "Are you keeping your mouth shut?"
"It's quite strict." Shang Feng replied, "And I only asked him to help with the decoration of your office. I installed the rest by myself."
Yang Zheyu thought about Shangfeng's current status and Zhengxing's current situation, and felt that he had to be prepared for the other party to use this to blackmail him: "How did you get in touch before? What did you say?"
"I..." Shang Feng, who had been answering every question just now, showed a hint of hesitation on his face.
Yang Zheyu could tell what was going on with Shang Feng's expression. He curled his lips, supported his chin, and looked nonchalant: "It's okay if you don't say it, anyway..."
Before he could finish the second half of the sentence, "These things are your privacy anyway," Shang Feng interrupted him.
"I got in touch with the other party through my parents." Shang Feng put his hands on his waist when he said this, looking like a student standing in the corner as punishment.
He was a very tall man, but for some reason, Yang Zheyu hallucinated that he was a wolfhound that had made a mistake and was discovered by its owner.
It's just that he wasn't in the mood to stroke the wolfhound's fur at the moment; he had more important things to think about.
Yang Zheyu urgently recalled the images of Shang Feng's parents in his mind. No matter how he thought about it, those two people were the type that fit the image of a business tycoon.
It's just a little strange.
Even though he has such a big boss image, he smiled and held his hand when he came out to Shang Feng. Okay, it's good to be together, you two must stay together forever, I leave my son to you!
And he held his hands tightly, as if he was afraid that he would turn around and run away.
It's really a bit strange.
"That should be fine." Yang Zheyu put aside the two people in front of him and recalled the things these two elders had done in the business world. Any one of them could become a model for business warfare. Only then did he feel relieved. "Even if something really does go wrong in the end, we can ask these two elders to help deal with it."
Although I feel a bit socially dead, it's not too socially dead.
"Indeed." Shang Feng agreed on the surface, but in his heart he was thinking that he must not let either of them talk about the cameras.
What he said to the two elders at that time was that he wanted to do something with Yang Zheyu.
If Yang Zheyu finds out about this, it will be a real social disaster.
The two of them had dinner, took a shower, and got into bed again.
I don’t know if it’s because we slept too long in the morning, but neither of us feels sleepy at the moment.
Finally, they looked at each other under the dim light of the table lamp on the bedside table, and read the same meaning in each other's eyes.
The two of them got up together and went in different directions in their pajamas.
One of them went to get the computer, the other went to get the documents, and they turned on the bedroom light.
When the two looked at each other, the fur ball consciously turned on the shielding button. The sudden light dazzled it and it blinked its eyes. Then it realized that it was wrong, and it flew back to the host.
It looked at the document in the host's hand, which was covered with dense black words. It then looked at the host, whose eyes were already filled with smiles.
As a system that has been with Yang Zheyu for some time, how could it not see that the host was laughing at it!
[Who was that ball that flew so quickly to the wall just now?] The system guessed correctly. Yang Zheyu was not only laughing at it, but also teasing it in his mind, [Do you know it?]
[I don't know!] Maoqiu said this without blushing or beating his heart, even though he didn't have either of those things. [Maybe it was a spider that came from nowhere.]
It had only imitated its second host's behavior to a third of its own. Immediately after saying this, it looked back at the documents, fearing Yang Zheyu would continue: "Let me translate for you, host!"
Yang Zheyu was just thinking about translation in his mind. These are all in Chinese. At most, there are some obscure terms that he needs to ask Shang Feng next to him for help... The next second, he saw the system click on a panel next to him, and the translation was also in Chinese.
Just looking at it... it gives people the feeling that this side is written language and the other side is local dialect.
However, it is much easier to understand the local dialect than the written language.
After watching for a while, Yang Zheyu felt a little addicted, and then he looked more carefully.
Shang Feng, who had already listed tomorrow's matters and preparations, waited for a long time but her boyfriend didn't ask her about it. She turned around and saw Yang Zheyu, who always looked bitter and resentful in front of these documents, with a serious expression.
——As if he didn’t find any of the words difficult to understand at all.
He certainly couldn't tell when Yang Zheyu was pretending. Shang Feng was very self-aware of this. He now suspected that Yang Zheyu's expression was fake, so he nudged him with his elbow and said, "Don't you have any questions?"
"No." Yang Zheyu, who was reading the version translated by the system, did not raise his head, and read it more seriously.
[I'll make a comparison version for the host!] The system swiped the panel to continue translating while giving the host a suggestion, [This way, even if the system leaves after the host completes the task, the host will still be able to understand these things.]
[Okay!] Yang Zheyu immediately answered in his mind.
"Really?" Shang Feng was a little skeptical, and then went to look at the document that Yang Zheyu took out.
There were densely packed words, more than half of which were filled with professional terms, and even if he read it, it would take a lot of effort.
"I'm not busy," Shang Feng said, moving the notebook on his lap a little further away. "You can ask me any questions."
"Okay," Yang Zheyu turned to look at Shang Feng and asked, "...Why have you never thought of helping me compile a summary of professional terms?"
Shang Feng, who was still looking at the document, was stunned. He withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Yang Zheyu, with a look of confusion on his face, as if to say, "What does this have to do with me?" and "Do I mean for you to ask me this?"
Yang Zheyu has a smooth personality and always leaves room for others when speaking. He seems indifferent to many things and is the typical type of person who is convinced that "even if the sky falls, it won't fall on my head."
After the two of them started dating, Yang Zheyu never used any jealous or questioning tone. Because of this, Shang Feng had previously thought that he agreed to his confession because he was afraid of hurting their brotherhood.
When Shang Feng heard Yang Zheyu say this unexpectedly, he didn't feel angry after he reacted. Instead, he felt excited.
What are you excited about?
Of course, it was Yang Zheyu, the old fox, who was excited... The fox actually knew that he was throwing a tantrum at him.
"...I didn't expect that. I'm sorry." So Shang Feng agreed very straightforwardly, then saved the document he had just typed and opened a new one. "I'll do it for you now."
The person who was confused the moment before was Shang Feng, but now the person who was confused became Yang Zheyu.
Huh? What does that mean?
He looked at the system next to him. If human emotions could really be expressed like a pie chart, then he was now seven parts puzzled, two parts bewildered, and the remaining part was asking the system what Shang Feng was doing now!
Isn't he just joking?!
The system stared at the host: [I don't know either!]
The system is only responsible for allowing the host and their loved one to go further and further on the road of love, without straying into any wrong paths. However, these conclusions are drawn through big data analysis, and it has never actually been in love!
It's just a high-level life form with invisible wings!
"What are you doing?" Yang Zheyu watched Shang Feng actually start typing and couldn't help but nudge him with his elbow. "...I was just joking."
Can you please not do this? He was afraid.
Yang Zheyu has studied these things for three years, but he is not cut out for it. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot compare to Shang Feng, who has been instilled with this knowledge since childhood.
The reason why Shang Feng was able to grow so quickly to be praised by others in the circle, and then to the point where some people felt that he was growing too fast and had threatened their own status, was certainly not just because he had learned these things since childhood.
- Talent is not something that can be just talked about.
If you compare their business abilities, it's probably the difference between a master's degree and a doctorate.
There are almost a lot of business jargons that Yang Zheyu doesn't understand. If he really has to type them out and explain them one by one, it would be a lot of work.
…
Shang Feng was so shocked by the collision that he typed a different word than the one he was about to type. He didn't get angry, but simply deleted the word and typed it again: "I'm summarizing it for you."
It was as if he didn't hear the second half of the other person's sentence at all.
"No, I told you not to." Yang Zheyu had never experienced such a temper tantrum and the other party actually took it. In similar situations, he always played the role of the soothing one, so his ears were red at this moment. "Stop hitting me!"
Shang Feng turned his head and wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he saw Yang Zheyu's red ears under the dim light.
He was a little confused and thought he had seen it wrong.
"What's wrong with you?" Shang Feng tried to control his tone as he spoke. He carefully moved closer to Yang Zheyu, trying to see him more clearly. "...Are you shy? Because of something like this?"
After saying this, he was close enough to Yang Zheyu, and then he found that the other's ears were really red.
He wasn't mistaken, his boyfriend was actually shy right now?!
In the three years that they have been together, Yang Zheyu has been shy only a few times.
Every fight between the two of them ended with Shang Feng losing. Now, suddenly realizing that Yang Zheyu, this old hand, was actually shy, Shang Feng felt very...
--Excited!
I am so excited. I am very, very excited!
He was so excited that he wanted to throw away his mature and calm appearance and run downstairs for a while.
But he held back.
"Boyfriend, are you shy now?" Shang Feng's eyebrows almost flew up when he said this, and he didn't even pay attention to controlling his voice. "You can be shy too?!"
Yang Zheyu covered his face. After a long while, he exhaled: "...Don't look at me. Have you never seen anyone shy?"
Is it surprising that he's shy? There's nothing to shout about, and they're not afraid of the neighbors coming over and accusing them of disturbing others.
...No, they have one household per floor. You have to run up and down the stairs to accuse them of disturbing others.
...It's still not right. Each resident on each floor has his or her own elevator card, and others cannot reach their doorstep. At that time, we can only complain to the property management that they are disturbing the public.
The fur ball next to him was a little confused: Is this the key issue now? And why did Shang Feng keep looking at it even though the host clearly told him not to look?
"Of course I've seen other people shy," Shang Feng replied as he pulled Yang Zheyu's hand away from his face. "But when you're shy, you're really... cute."
Besides, how can other people's shyness be compared to my boyfriend's shyness? Does it have the same meaning? Of course not!
The system looked at Yang Zheyu, whose anger level was almost reaching the peak, and then looked at Shang Feng, who was still holding the host's hand without knowing the danger and saying, "Hurry up and show it to me."
The system chose to step back silently, and then activated a one-click blocking function.
It felt that it was probably right this time, and Shang Feng might be finished.
——It guessed right this time.
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