World 2
No matter how Yang Zheyu opposed Shang Feng's selfish suggestion, Shang Feng did not change his mind.
Other senior executives at Zhengxing also approved the plan. However, Shangfeng didn't convince them with the idea of charity. Instead, he analyzed how much money would be needed and how long it would take to earn back the money they had spent.
With Shangfeng's analysis of the pros and cons, these senior executives naturally responded.
As for the fact that Yang Zheyu was given a holiday to screen these pictures, they not only had no objection to it, but were even somewhat happy about it: in this way, even if there was any problem in this key link, it would not be their fault.
Besides, Yang Zheyu’s ability to hold the position of group president wasn’t achieved by freeloading.
Shang Feng realized his long-held wish of "holding down Yang Zheyu so that he could have a good rest", while the top management realized their wish of having someone to help cover the losses.
The world where only Yang Zheyu was injured was successfully created.
[This is so great! A vacation... and I get paid for it.] Maoqiu lay on his host's head, enjoying himself immensely. [I just searched it up, and this is called paid vacation for humans!]
"My vacations are also paid," Yang Zheyu replied.
Maybe it’s because the boss is a workaholic, the efficiency of the entire business is astonishingly excessive.
Although it was a last-minute decision, there were no mistakes in setting up the website, promoting the campaign, or organizing netizens to vote. It was as if everyone had already prepared for this.
"Okay, let's get to work!" Yang Zheyu thought about this and felt even more confident that he couldn't fall behind. He flexed his wrists and pushed aside the soda and cut fruit Shang Feng had laid out before him. "System, you should be able to determine what the group president's responsibilities are, right?"
[Of course! I'm so smart!] The system withdrew its gaze from those praising comments and turned to look at the host, [Is there anything I can do?]
"Help me monitor the company's office group." Yang Zheyu clicked on the website and began to slowly scroll through the pictures. "If there is anything I need to deal with, just give me a call."
[But didn't Shangfeng tell you to take this opportunity to rest?] The system didn't quite understand.
Yang Zheyu was already staring at the screen. Without thinking, he started to talk nonsense: "Work and resting well don't conflict with each other. Working and resting at the same time is called combining work and rest. Do you understand?"
When did this become the meaning of "combining work and rest"? The system didn't answer. It looked at its host, who had abandoned the fruit and cold drinks, and couldn't help but think to itself, "You still have the nerve to call Shang Feng a workaholic? You two are clearly the pot calling the kettle black!"
"Did you hear that?" Yang Zheyu saw it didn't answer, so he grabbed the fur ball and placed it next to the computer desk. He stared at it and threatened in a low voice, "Did you hear that?!"
Yang Zheyu's threat level was far lower than Shang Feng's. It could be said that he hadn't even learned one tenth of it. Moreover, the system could hear Yang Zheyu's inner thoughts and knew what the host was thinking when he said this.
——The host is now wondering how long it will take to finish the work.
He actually wanted to scan thousands of pictures in a day.
If it wasn't for the need to save some face for its host, the system would have rolled its eyes at him: How dare you say Shang Feng is a workaholic!
"I heard it, I heard it!" Maoqiu said helplessly, but he still said, "I really don't understand you humans. Some people want to rest but just can't, while others can rest but still have to work."
Yang Zheyu didn't say anything. He was looking at the screen very seriously.
That's why people say he and Shang Feng are a couple. Their working state is like they were carved from the same mold.
The system called up the main group of Zhengxing Company, and read the comments while looking at the small groups, with both big eyes busy.
The employees of Zhengxing were already used to seeing Yang Zheyu and Shang Feng going to and from get off work together, so they felt a little uncomfortable with the sudden disappearance of one person.
Besides feeling uncomfortable, I also feel a little inexplicably worried - President Shang and President Yang were so close before, and now President Yang is working from home. Will President Shang really not feel anything?
Humans are a fascinating species. If one person thinks this way, they might think they're overthinking it, and then they stop thinking about it. But if others share the same opinion, it won't be long before everyone agrees.
So everyone deliberately lowered their voices and was very careful when handing documents to each other.
Gao Wen, who had been asked by who knows how many people to deliver documents to Shang Feng's office, held the document with a depressed look on her face, raised her hand and knocked gently on the office door. How to say it, even with milk tea and a big meal as bribes, it couldn't compare to the pain of running to the boss's office all the time.
"Come in." Shang Feng's voice came from inside. It was very calm and no emotion could be heard.
Gao Wen pushed open the door and walked in slowly.
"Why are you here again?" Shang Feng was visibly stunned for three seconds as he looked at Gao Wen who had come in. However, his excellent ability to control his emotions allowed him to quickly calm down. He pointed out a fact to Gao Wen, "This is the fourth time you've come into my office today. Is there something you want to tell me?"
Gao Wen heard the doubt in Shang Feng's tone. She sighed and explained who had asked her to pass the document on. Then she explained to Shang Feng, "Everyone thought you wouldn't be in a good mood today, so they had to let me do it."
"Look," Shang Feng didn't get angry because everyone thought he was in a bad mood. He took the document with both hands. "Aren't they afraid that I'll say something bad about you?"
Compared to Yang Zheyu's friendliness, he prefers to play the role that makes everyone feel scared. After all, it's impossible for both bosses in the company to play the bad guy.
"They think I'm quite familiar with you two." Gao Wen continued to explain while working on her work. "Even if you wanted to criticize me, they would be more reserved for Mr. Yang's sake...and not say anything too harsh."
"Got it." Shang Feng collected his thoughts and pointed to the refrigerator in the corner. "Go get a bottle of drink. You may have to keep coming to my place for the next few days."
Gao Wen inexplicably heard a sense of comfort in Shang Feng's words. She smiled and didn't bother to be polite with Shang Feng. She really walked to the refrigerator and opened it - there were still the familiar various cold drinks and fruits.
However, this refrigerator has always been run by Yang Zheyu, and it was Yang Zheyu who requested it. If Yang Zheyu happened to be here and an employee came to report on their work, Yang Zheyu would ask them what drinks they wanted, and she was lucky enough to accept a few bottles.
I just didn't expect that Yang Zheyu was not here at the moment, and Shang Feng would take the initiative to allow me to take it.
"If you can't have cold drinks," Shang Feng added, flipping through the document in his hand, "you can also get a bottle of hot drink."
"I can have a cold drink," Gao Wen said, pulling out a bottle of soda from the refrigerator. "Mr. Shang, how long will it take for Mr. Yang to be back?"
Shang Feng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, then looked at her and said, "Do you miss him a lot?"
These three short words made Gao Wen think of the Grim Reaper with a sickle on his back.
She looked at Shang Feng who was sitting in front of the desk. He was obviously a young and promising man with noble temperament, but the words he said gave her a feeling that if she didn't think clearly before answering, she would be killed.
Gao Wen swallowed and chose to throw those strange associations out of her mind one by one: "It's not me who misses him, it's everyone who misses him."
Of course, that was mainly because she wanted to. After all, she really didn't want to keep running to her boss's office, but she definitely couldn't say that out loud.
...After all, she still vaguely remembered the cold look Shang Feng gave him when Yang Zheyu and Shang Feng had just been together, as if he was looking at a love rival.
"If I want him, I can video chat with him anytime, or I can call him." Shang Feng suddenly said, "So you don't have to be so nervous or worried when you come."
Gao Wen held the bottle of still-cooled soda water, shook her head, smiled and sighed.
…
"Did you really tell her that?" Yang Zheyu asked as he stuffed a piece of dragon fruit into his mouth.
"Is there anything wrong with saying that?" Shang Feng heard the smile in Yang Zheyu's words. Although he was delighted by the smile in his lover's eyes, he still felt puzzled. "Isn't she just trying to say... everyone misses you, and if you're not around, everyone will worry that I won't be able to control my emotions?"
"I was laughing at the way you comforted her. What do you mean by 'if you miss him, just call him or video chat'? No, do you really think that's comforting?" Seeing that Shang Feng really didn't realize what was happening, Yang Zheyu couldn't help but pat his legs and laughed happily, "Do you still remember the dean of high school?"
Of course Shang Feng remembered, he nodded.
He and Yang Zheyu went to the same elementary school since childhood, and also attended the same junior high and high school.
When he was in high school, the dean of studies loved to see him, not to criticize him, but to thank his parents for donating a teaching building to the school.
Once or twice was fine, but after too many times, Shang Feng really felt annoyed. If the other person hadn't been a teacher, he might have punched him earlier.
Shang Feng remembered that he had complained about this to Yang Zheyu before. After hearing this, Yang Zheyu was not afraid of his anger and asked him directly: "So are you showing off to me, or do you really want him to stop coming to you so often?"
Young Shang Feng pursed his lips and said, "I really don't want to see him anymore!"
He told the dean several times that his parents' donation of the school building had no hidden agenda. They had donated school buildings in elementary and middle school, and it was more of a thank you to the teachers, nothing more. I don't know what the dean interpreted that as, but he agreed this time, then came back to thank him again, again with a serious expression of gratitude.
It’s not over yet, right?
"I understand." Shang Feng remembered that Yang Zheyu just nodded at the time, "Okay, leave it to me."
After saying this, Yang Zheyu turned around and went to the dean's office. Shang Feng didn't expect him to be so decisive. He stood at the door with the basketball in his arms, waiting nervously for a long time.
Having been friends with Yang Zheyu for such a long time, Shang Feng has learned how to control his emotions. He said that to Yang Zheyu just to complain, but he didn't expect Yang Zheyu to turn around and go into the dean's office.
...Even his parents wouldn't help solve the problem immediately after hearing his complaints. Just thinking about this, Shang Feng felt his emotions getting out of control again.
Yang Zheyu came out and looked at him, then whistled: "Alright, let's go play basketball!"
Shang Feng broke free from his memories and finally realized something. He felt unbelievable: "Wait, are you saying that in Gao Wen's eyes, I am just like that annoying dean of studies?"
Yang Zheyu nodded without giving him face, the corners of his mouth almost grinning to his cheeks: "Yes."
Shang Feng suddenly didn't want to talk anymore. He knew that his image among the company employees must be similar to that of a living devil, but it shouldn't be like that of a dean of studies, right?
"Don't be sad." Yang Zheyu comforted Shang Feng halfheartedly, "I'll finish the work at hand as soon as possible, and then go back to work with you."
This is still not the case. Although Shang Feng didn't say it, he really likes the feeling of his lover waiting for him at home... It feels like he is earning money for his lover to spend.
"No need." So Shang Feng refused quickly. Then, fearing that Yang Zheyu would bring it up again, he changed the subject directly, "By the way, why are you eating fruit now? It's been several hours."
Yang Zheyu glanced at Shang Feng on the other side of the screen, then looked at the cut fruit next to him: "This? I peeled this myself, not you peeled it for me this morning."
After being together for so long, they didn't know each other well. So Shang Feng exposed him with one sentence: "You never cut the fruit into small pieces, you just peel it and eat it directly."
Yang Zheyu covered his face as he listened to the system's laughter: What is this? Those who laugh at others will always be laughed at?
Zhengxing’s corporate image was later finalized, and its appearance was exactly the same as the system.
Their company's event was held with great fanfare. In addition, Shangfeng publicly stated during the promotion that the company would make donations based on the number of people participating in the event. Many media outlets reported on this event, and this event even enhanced Zhengxing's reputation.
Yang Zheyu originally wanted to take the system with him to meet the person who designed the blueprint, but the system left before that.
He was still panicking as he left, constantly shouting, "It's over, it's over, I'm late this time!" Yang Zheyu had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and stuff the manufacturer's first toy sample into the system.
After screening, the toy samples had a similar feel to the system, but there were some flaws in the design. For example, this toy has one eye that's larger than the other.
Yang Zheyu originally thought that the system would not accept this defective product, but the system took it over very quickly.
Then, just like a kitten sticking to a human, the system came over and touched his forehead.
Yang Zheyu was stunned.
"I'm really leaving this time!" Maoqiu moved a little further away. "Actually, the transformation degree was already full before, but I was a little reluctant to leave you, my host, so I stayed a little longer."
"You only need one world left to obtain your own body." Yang Zheyu recalled the system's previous abnormal behavior and realized that it was because it was about to leave. He pinched it and it still felt familiar. "Is that right?"
...From now on, I won’t be able to hear the system making any noise, and I won’t be able to tweak the system from time to time like this.
Although their first meeting was full of awkwardness, Yang Zheyu felt reluctant to let it go because it ended so perfectly.
"Yes!" The fur ball spun around in his hands. "Remember to talk nicely to your lover from now on. Tell him/her anything you're dissatisfied with. That way, the relationship can last. Remember?"
"Remember." Yang Zheyu said.
"Then I'll be leaving! Host, can you help me see what the number one looks like? The drawing is really good, it's like they were cast in the same mold as me." The system flew away from his palm. "Okay, bye!"
"Okay, goodbye." Yang Zheyu smiled, "Thank you."
Thank you for binding me.
I wish you can have your own body soon.
The system disappeared, and along with it, the sample with some flaws also disappeared.
Yang Zheyu leaned back and lay on the bed.
He picked up the mascot on the bedside and squeezed it gently.
The stuffed animal can't speak and no longer calls him host.
While feeling lonely, Yang Zheyu suddenly remembered something very important to him.
——The manufacturer only gave him and Shang Feng two samples.
At that time, Shang Feng took it back happily, put it on the bedside, took a photo, and posted it on his Moments.
Anyone can see that my boyfriend loves this toy.
So now the question is: when Shangfeng comes back, how will he explain to the other party the disappearance of the other plush toy?
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