World 2
It's normal to oversleep after a night of fooling around.
So even though they didn't encounter many red lights along the way the next day, the two of them were late as expected.
After arriving at the company, Shang Feng said to Gao Wen, "Your salary will be deducted as usual," and went straight to the elevator, leaving Yang Zheyu, who was a step behind, to be stopped by Gao Wen.
"This isn't a matter of whether or not to deduct wages." Gao Wen was a little intimidated by Shang Feng, but not at all by Yang Zheyu. "This is the first time both of you have been late!"
Yeah, I know that too.
Yang Zheyu covered his face with a look of pain, and acted out a scene with her according to the draft he had prepared in the car: "Actually, we were stuck at a red light today. The lights were red all the way."
The advantage of being a handsome guy is that even if you know he is talking nonsense, you will still feel convinced.
——Gao Wen is in this state now.
"Okay, it's normal to run into a red light." But just in case someone accused her of being irresponsible at work, Gao Wen nodded with a straight face after saying this, "But I still have to deduct your wages according to regulations."
Yang Zheyu nodded and said, "Just deduct the salary if you want to. He doesn't mind losing the salary for being late."
Gao Wen wrote her name on the notebook and then quickly handed something to Yang Zheyu.
Shang Feng, who was standing in front of the elevator waiting for Yang Zheyu to come, was already getting a little impatient, but that impatience completely disappeared when he saw his boyfriend striding towards him.
——Even though this person was the culprit who made his voice hoarse.
Yang Zheyu walked to the helicopter elevator, glanced at Shang Feng next to him, and then pressed the button of the elevator next to him.
"What did Gao Wen talk to you about just now?" Shang Feng asked casually, "Why did you talk for so long?"
He seemed to have seen Gao Wen handing something to Yang Zheyu just now, but Gao Wen's movements were so fast that he didn't have time to see clearly what the thing was.
"Nothing," Yang Zheyu said as he casually pulled up his collar, "just chatting."
They all wore formal clothes to work, and no matter how high they pulled the clothes up, they couldn't cover their necks like a turtleneck sweater, so Yang Zheyu pulled it for a while, but there was no difference from before.
Shang Feng took back what he was about to say because of Yang Zheyu's hand movements.
Anyway, the two of them have already talked it out, and he won't worry like before that Yang Zheyu will want to leave him.
Sure enough, it was not until the two of them got into the elevator and were standing alone in it that Yang Zheyu began to explain to Shang Feng.
"She said we both had marks on our necks." This was the first sentence.
Shang Feng immediately turned around and looked inside the elevator. He touched his neck: There was indeed a mark, and the color was very light. It was obvious that it was not caused by a mosquito bite.
He imitated Yang Zheyu and tugged at his collar, but the result was the same: it couldn't cover anything.
"But Gao Wen just said..." This was the second sentence. Yang Zheyu's hand gesture was to touch the thing in his pocket and take it out. "When the time comes, just apply this thing, it can cover it up."
Shang Feng, who still couldn't see clearly, asked: "...What is this?"
Yang Zheyu looked at him and said honestly, "I don't know, it should be some kind of cosmetics. Go to your office and apply it later."
"Okay." Shang Feng nodded.
At this moment, a ball of fur flew out of Yang Zheyu's pocket: [Host, I can help you remove the mark on your neck!]
We'll apply this cosmetic later and you can help remove it. Yang Zheyu said to the system in his mind, if this cosmetic doesn't work very well.
【Okay!】Maoqiu said loudly.
In the end, the system was not used because the cosmetics Gao Wen gave were quite reliable. After applying them, the marks were covered up and the skin color looked the same as the skin next to it.
"Will we return it to her later?" Shang Feng said as he applied the makeup to Yang Zheyu's neck, a little surprised at the effect of the makeup. "Will she mind?"
Yang Zheyu always felt a little itchy on his neck. He almost resisted the urge to get up and waited for Shang Feng to help him apply the ointment.
Why is Shangfeng so much slower than me in painting?
"I'll buy her a new one when the time comes," Yang Zheyu said, trying to ignore the slight itch on his neck. "I just don't know what kind of cosmetics this is."
"Why not just buy her a set?" Shang Feng said without thinking.
When they work with others, they will also give gifts to their partners, but the gifts are basically things like red wine or perfume, or high-end custom-made items. They have never given cosmetics to others.
The main reason is that they don't know much about this stuff. Giving wine or perfume is so convenient; if the other person wants to re-gift it, they can just do it. But if it's cosmetics, what kind of cosmetics does the other person like, what are their thoughts on the brand, and so on.
Yang Zheyu suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Shang Feng: "Wait a minute, isn't it written on it?"
With the salary that Zhengxing pays Gao Wen, there's no way she would buy a set of no-name cosmetics with nothing written on it, right?
Shang Feng then subconsciously glanced at the cosmetics in his hand: "It says so, this is from the UK."
The two looked at each other for three seconds, then smiled at the same time.
"Then will you buy her one and return it to her?" Yang Zheyu asked with a smile, "Isn't it a bit too shabby?"
"Forget it," Shang Feng cleared his throat, intending to cooperate with Yang Zheyu, but his intention was broken in the next second. "Let's just buy the whole set."
After the two of them laughed enough in the office, Yang Zheyu put on his mature appearance again and walked to the office door.
"Remember to work hard." Yang Zheyu coughed pretentiously.
Shang Feng wanted to respond, but his voice was a little hoarse, and the sound he made was indistinguishable from no sound at all. He had no choice but to clear his throat and respond again: "Okay."
Yang Zheyu opened the office door and bumped into Gao Wen who had just raised her hand with a document in her hand.
Gao Wen looked at the color on his neck, which was obviously darker than other parts of his body. She put down her hand that was about to knock on the door and sighed deeply.
Yang Zheyu subconsciously touched his neck: "What's wrong? Can you still see it now?"
"How should I put it? Before, it gave me the feeling that it didn't matter what I watched, but now it gives me a sense of beauty that there is something fishy going on." Gao Wen complained in a low voice.
Yang Zheyu looked at her, a little suspicious that she was making fun of him: "Really?"
It is clearly covered up, so what is the beauty of "there is no silver here but three hundred taels"?
"Gao Wen, is there anything you want to do here?" Shang Feng asked, who was still chatting with his boyfriend.
The subtext is obvious: If you have any questions, please stop chatting with my boyfriend at the door.
Gao Wen had no choice but to say goodbye to Yang Zheyu in a low voice and then walked in.
She looked at the cosmetics on the table that she had not had time to put away, and her eyes subconsciously glanced at Shang Feng's neck. She was silent - what's the matter, don't you two think that the color of that spot is darker than the skin color next to it!
Shang Feng watched his boyfriend disappear from the office door, and the smile in his eyes disappeared: "You seem absent-minded."
Never mind, let's look at it from another angle... Gao Wen perked up and thought silently to herself. Doesn't this indirectly prove that the couple she's supporting will never fall apart?
She was worried about them yesterday!
Yang Zheyu didn't take Gao Wen's words of 'there is no silver here' seriously. It was a joke. He felt that there was nothing wrong with it!
The system looked at the host who came to this conclusion after looking at the mirror at the bathroom door for a while, and silently swallowed the words "It's actually quite obvious."
Forget it, it can't undermine the host's confidence.
The consequence of the system not choosing to attack the host was that Yang Zheyu was overwhelmed by the sight of his colleagues.
We are all adults, and Yang Zheyu is not the type who likes to wear makeup. Besides, he and Shang Feng were both late this morning.
A lot of people are now exchanging looks like, "What do you think?" or "I think they're definitely that thing."
Gossip is not allowed during working hours, so everyone has developed the ability to gossip through eye contact.
Of course, Yang Zheyu couldn't discover this little bit of slacking off.
Even though Yang Zheyu was usually very approachable and younger than some of the employees in the company, no one dared to look down on him, let alone show him their slacking skills at work.
Yang Zheyu, who was flipping through documents, noticed similar gazes again. He looked up in confusion, but still saw nothing.
Those gazes were retracted the moment he raised his head, very tacitly and quickly.
Yang Zheyu was a little confused: ...Is it an illusion?
It might be once or twice that he was just too sensitive, but today he has had several similar 'illusions'.
What confused Yang Zheyu the most was that every time he looked up, he didn't see anything wrong.
...Am I really too sensitive?
It seems I shouldn't have stayed up so late yesterday fooling around with Shang Feng. Yang Zheyu stared at the documents in his hand, feeling a strange urge to laugh. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so paranoid, always feeling like someone was watching him.
"What's wrong?" The team leader standing before him, reporting, was a little nervous at his smile. "Is... is there something wrong with our team's report? Although we have consulted other companies' operating models in this business, we have also conducted market research, and the data is real and reliable!"
"I know," Yang Zheyu flipped back and looked over the five-page statistics and data sheet again. "No problem."
"Then...then..." The team leader blinked and asked tentatively, "Then we will implement this plan?"
"Sure." Yang Zheyu said, "Please prepare an electronic copy of the survey data and related materials and send it to me. Remember to back up the originals."
If any problems arise later, you can look it up at any time.
"Yeah!" The team leader nodded, but still stood there without moving.
"What's wrong?" Yang Zheyu glanced at him, "Any other questions?"
"No...nothing, nothing!" The team leader withdrew his gaze from Yang Zheyu's neck, stared at his toes nervously, and said, "Then I...leave?"
"Go ahead." Yang Zheyu said.
The other party turned around and walked away, leaving Yang Zheyu standing there confused.
He shook his head and decided to go straight back to his office.
Before, Shangfeng had messed with Jia Gu and allowed the other party to spread the news of cooperation with Zhengxing.
During that time, his work mailbox was filled with self-recommendations from other companies.
The words were different, but the meaning was the same: "Don't just look at Jia Gu and his company, our company is actually a very good partner!"
Now that Jia Gu has been arrested, he can also look for the next company to cooperate with Zhengxing.
Companies seeking cooperation are just like people coming for interviews. Few of them will openly reveal their problems, and most of them will just brag about themselves.
Yang Zheyu screened out a dozen people who boasted a little too much and didn't mention the problems of their own company at all. He also screened out a dozen people who were willing to make concessions in the cooperation in exchange for the opportunity to cooperate with Zhengxing. He also screened out a dozen people who were being closely watched by their superiors and didn't even know it.
Finally, he looked at the few companies that could be counted on one hand, and then looked at the time in the lower right corner.
--Hold.
[What's wrong, host?] Maoqiu flew to the screen and went through all the companies displayed on the screen. [Is there any problem with these companies?]
"The scale is too small. Short-term cooperation with Zhengxing is fine, but long-term cooperation will definitely lead their company forward." Yang Zheyu lay on the computer chair and turned around. "I'm not interested in Zhengxing doing charity. They are not a subsidiary of Zhengxing."
Maoqiu looked at the host, who seemed indifferent for a rare time, and felt that he was a little strange.
"But, but..." It opened its mouth, deciding to say it out loud. "But even if I take them with me, it's not a big deal, right? Isn't Zhengxing's organization quite large now?"
Besides, if these small companies are supported, wouldn’t Zhengxing have more support?
It didn't say that, but Yang Zheyu guessed it: "This is a waste of Zhengxing's time and everyone's energy."
"If we help them get on their feet, will they feel grateful, or will they think Zhengxing should continue to help them? These are all unknowns," Yang Zheyu continued. "Besides, I'm not an angel investor."
[I can help you screen them!] The system immediately said loudly, [I can help you see if they really want to cooperate or if they are just...]
This time Yang Zheyu smiled: "What about the future? What should I do after you leave?"
The fur ball was stuck: it felt that the host was right.
"I can't rely on you," Yang Zheyu said, tugging at his tie. "But thank you for offering to help me."
The fur ball flew to the side of the mouse and lay down.
- He looked somewhat miserable.
"What's wrong?" Yang Zheyu rubbed it. It was fluffy and felt good. "Not used to it?"
He hasn't figured out what material to use for the toy's fur, and feels that no material can produce the same tactile feel as the system.
"You're much more difficult to deal with than my first host," Maoqiu grumbled. "You appear to be very considerate of others, but you actually have your own ideas."
"I can't help it." Yang Zheyu didn't get angry, but laughed instead, "I'm already a member of society now."
Maoqiu wanted to say, "But you are not yet thirty years old, why do you speak so old-fashionedly?" It also wanted to say, "Are you determined to break up with Shangfeng in your original future?", but it said nothing.
"By the way," Yang Zheyu turned off the computer in front of him, "you weren't created by someone from the future, were you?"
The fur ball was so frightened that it became fluffy all over.
Yang Zheyu looked at the furry ball and said, "I just asked casually."
Actually, it wasn't a casual question. He just saw that the system was 'vulnerable' at the moment, so he wanted to trick the other party - he didn't expect that the system would tell him in such a direct way that his guess was correct.
For the first time, Maoqiu tasted the evil of human nature. He wanted to say something, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a knock on the door.
"Come in." Yang Zheyu said loudly.
Gao Wen pushed open the door, looking panicked: "Something happened, go out and take a look!"
"What's wrong?" Yang Zheyu asked as he stood up from his computer chair.
"Something happened outside!" Gao Wen told him.
"Did someone crash their car in front of the company?" Yang Zheyu asked. "A pileup?"
"Huh?" Gao Wen was stunned for a moment, then immediately shook her head after realizing what was happening. "What are you thinking? Of course not!"
"I see. Didn't Zhenghang already pay salaries on the 10th?" Yang Zheyu continued to ask, "Is there anyone who hasn't received their salary yet?"
Gao Wen walked into the elevator: "Not really! You'll know when you get to the company entrance."
Actually, it's not illegal for you to say it now. Yang Zheyu looked at Gao Wen's face, which was full of anxiety as she wished she could take the elevator to the first floor, and wisely swallowed the words back.
The elevator reached the first floor and made a ding sound.
Yang Zheyu looked at the two people chatting at the front desk, and glanced at Gao Wen next to him: "Isn't it just Lu Xinian coming? What's the big deal?"
"What's the big deal?" Gao Wen glared at him. "That's your love rival! Can you..."
Yang Zheyu tugged at his collar: "Why do I feel a little hot?"
Gao Wen looked at the spot on his neck and fell silent.
...Yes, what's the big deal about Lu Xinian coming? Why is she so anxious?
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