Chapter 97 Throw it away [VIP]
Chapter Summary: It was a cold indifference mixed with a hint of mockery, and a touch of detached sarcasm.
"I didn't refuse to eat."
Fu Xianyin said softly, "There are too many people in the cafeteria, and I'm too lazy to go down and squeeze in. I usually order takeout."
"Just eat it."
Gu Linzhao looked at her and said, "Otherwise, people might think that Xingfan Technology is too stingy, not even giving Teacher Fu a meal."
Fu Xianyin chuckled softly, looking at Gu Linzhao, and asked, "Does Mr. Gu have any other questions?"
So you're saying you're going to end this topic?
Gu Linzhao didn't try to keep her, saying, "That's all. I mainly wanted to ask if Teacher Fu is used to being here."
He said, "If there's anything you're not used to or find inconvenient, feel free to contact me anytime..."
The conversation paused, and when it resumed, it seemed to have taken a turn:
“Tell Lu Heyu, and he will help take care of it.”
Fu Xianyin stood up and said, "Thank you, President Gu."
Gu Linzhao nodded: "You're welcome."
She tugged at the hem of her sweater, only to realize that when she sat at Gu Linzhao's desk, even the most haphazardly trimmed hem was actually invisible.
So she put her hand down.
The hem of the sweater was piled up casually, and the rolled-up cuffs were asymmetrical.
But Fu Xianyin ignored it.
She simply stood up, gently closed the door, and before leaving, her gaze seemed to casually glance at Gu Linzhao.
He put on his wire-rimmed glasses again and stared intently at the computer screen.
He didn't even blink.
The project team holds its regular meeting on Mondays, where everyone reports on the previous week's work and sets the work goals for the following week.
Fu Xianyin scheduled the four people in charge of technology to report to her on Fridays.
Li Yiran came to show her the progress on Thursday, and Fu Xianyin pointed out several imperfections and flaws, asking him to go back and make changes.
Li Yiran revised it for a day, and then went to see Fu Xianyin twice on Friday. In the end, she finally got it approved.
Wang Yue and Song Jiaqi fared better than Li Yiran. They completed their assigned tasks quite well. The first time they approached Fu Xianyin, there were a few minor issues, but the second time they approached Fu Xianyin, there were basically no problems.
The one who had the worst luck was Gao Ning.
She brought what she had made to show Fu Xianyin at nine o'clock on Friday morning.
Those parts and data were done terribly, and Fu Xianyin didn't say anything else, just told her to go back and redo them.
When Gao Ning heard the word "redo" in her office, her tone of voice changed:
"Redo it? Teacher Fu, I've been working on this since Monday, and you want me to redo it? It's only been a day, how am I supposed to redo it?"
Fu Xianyin gave a light scoff.
She was merciless in her words: "You've been working on this since Monday? You spent four days, and all you showed me was a bunch of utter nonsense, and then you told me it took you a full four days to produce this fart, is that it?"
Gao Ning's face flushed red, and she stubbornly said, "This, this is what I made. I don't think there's anything wrong with it."
Fu Xianyin's words were downright sarcastic: "Did you also let your eyes and brain go out along with your farts?"
This happened again in the afternoon.
Gao Ning brought over something with only minor changes and once again ruthlessly rejected it from Fu Xianyin.
Her tone was even colder this time: "If you're going to give me this pile of garbage again, you might as well go downstairs and rummage through the trash cans. There might be some better garbage out there than what you've made."
Gao Ning opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word. She just glared at her resentfully, then grabbed her laptop and ran out.
Looking at the tightly closed door, Fu Xianyin felt a sudden surge of irritation.
It was the kind of annoyance that, if it were six years ago, she would have given Gu Linzhao a piece of her mind.
But things are different now.
Beijing is not as good as Beichuan.
That makes sense, and Fu Xianyin wanted to reason with herself to calm down, but after she finished explaining, she not only didn't calm down, but became even more agitated.
She jumped up from the swivel chair, took two steps, and then sprawled out on the sofa.
The leather sofa was soft and lightweight, providing complete support for her entire body.
Fu Xianyin lay on the sofa, looking up at the white ceiling.
She actually had no idea what was bothering her.
Is he annoyed by Gao Ning's lack of cooperation? Actually, no.
In the past two weeks, out of consideration for their relationship, she didn't really discipline Gao Ning much. A few sarcastic remarks only made Gao Ning behave a little better, but they couldn't make her completely obedient.
But is there really no way for her to cure Gao Ning?
Actually, no.
As for saving face, a token gesture is enough. Fu Xianyin has been polite for two weeks now, which is quite an achievement in her entire life.
Moreover, although Gao Ning is mentally unstable, she cares about many things.
She cares about this job, this project, and the bonus she'll receive upon its completion.
Fu Xianyin, in fact, doesn't care about anything.
Because she doesn't care, she doesn't need to be so cautious in her actions and behavior.
So this isn't really a problem; it just adds a bit of trouble for Fu Xianyin, who's trying to maintain a "saving face" attitude.
Not to mention causing more trouble for Gao Ning, in the final analysis, this matter can be resolved, and it can be resolved very easily.
Fu Xianyin doesn't worry about things that can be solved.
The cushions on the sofa supported her neck, and Fu Xianyin felt her head immersed in something soft.
She seemed to have to admit that what bothered her was this emotion that couldn't be vented.
She can no longer vent her emotions to the person who can accept them, just like before.
Outside the clear, clean glass window, everything was shrouded in a gray haze.
Thick clouds swirled in the sky, with large, dark, swirling clouds occasionally appearing.
Fu Xianyin suddenly thought of the day she left six years ago.
The weather seemed terrible that day, with torrential rain shrouding the entire Beichuan area in mist.
Meanwhile, the sky over Beijing was clear and blue.
On a bright sunny day, Fu Xianyin boarded a plane and flew to the other side of the ocean.
As if to match her mood, the memories had only just begun to surface when the raindrops started pattering on the floor-to-ceiling bed.
In a short while, a torrential downpour began outside the window.
Fu Xianyin later searched online for the weather in Beichuan at that time.
The rain poured down relentlessly, creating puddles even along the roadside.
In that torrential rain, she abandoned everything she had.
And what must the person she abandoned be feeling as they watch the torrential rain?
Fu Xianyin didn't know, and dared not think about it.
The raindrops pounded against the windowpane, and they also pounded against Fu Xianyin's heart.
The irritability didn't disappear; instead, it intensified.
Fu Xianyin sighed and reached out to close the curtains.
Unable to stay indoors any longer, she pushed open the office door, intending to wander around aimlessly.
But they bumped into Lu Heyu.
Lu Heyu was holding a large bag of milk tea when he saw Fu Xianyin and was pleasantly surprised: "Teacher Fu, I was just about to call you."
Fu Xianyin asked reflexively, "President Gu is looking for me again?"
The character "又" is very spiritual.
Lu Heyu chuckled and said, "How could that be? Didn't you just come from President Gu's office? But actually, it's also related to President Gu."
He held up the milk tea in his hand and said, "It's Friday today, so President Gu is treating everyone to milk tea."
He was carrying a lot of things, and Fu Xianyin wanted to help him carry some, but Lu Heyu refused. So she followed Lu Heyu to the project team's location.
Gu Linzhao seemed to buy everyone milk tea and desserts quite often, and everyone's expressions were just joyful and excited, without any surprise at being unfamiliar with the time.
After putting down the two large bags of milk tea cups, Fu Xianyin glanced at them and found that they were basically the same.
She was about to grab a cup at random when Lu Heyu suddenly called her back.
Lu Heyu said, "Teacher Fu, this cup is for you."
Among a sea of identical half-sweet, room-temperature milk teas, Lu Heyu held up a bright yellow object and handed it to her.
It's a cup of mango pomelo sago.
Fu Xianyin was stunned.
All eyes were on her, and Fu Xianyin could feel the weight of those gazes falling upon her.
But she just couldn't move.
That bright, vibrant yellow illuminated the entire space, and Fu Xianyin even felt that the rain outside the window had lessened and the sky had cleared up.
At this moment, Fu Xianyin truly felt that she was about to break down.
All excuses and reasons vanished when faced with this cup of mango pomelo sago.
She didn't know, and dared not know, why there was such a bright, glaring yellow among this pile of identical milk teas.
With her eyes feeling sore and swollen, Fu Xianyin felt that the roots of her originally dry eyelashes were gradually being moistened.
Her vision blurred, with only that patch of yellow stimulating her senses.
...
"Teacher Fu, Teacher Fu?"
Lu Heyu's voice came through, and Fu Xianyin blinked before accepting the cup of mango pomelo sago.
She said softly, "Thank you, Teacher Lu, and please thank President Gu for me too."
She inserted the straw into the cup and couldn't resist taking a sip on her way back to the office.
The mango mixed with coconut milk created a sweet, sour, and mellow flavor that spread throughout her mouth.
And sandwiched inside are round, chewy, and crispy popsicles.
Gao Ning didn't give her any work reports until Friday after get off work.
Fu Xianyin had no intention of working overtime, and after her shift ended, she took the mango pomelo sago and prepared to leave work.
The rain was still falling, quite heavily. Fu Xianyin didn't have an umbrella and was wondering how long she would be soaked if she tried to hail a taxi. Before she could even press the confirm button on her phone, she spotted a head of dazzling blond hair in the distance.
To be precise, she has blonde hair.
Alex, holding an umbrella, was looking around curiously.
The moment he saw Fu Xianyin, he waved vigorously at her: "Yin, Yin, I'm here!"
His loud shout drew the attention of those around him. Fu Xianyin ducked under his umbrella and asked, "Why are you here?"
His umbrella was a bit small, and Fu Xianyin really wanted to ask him if he had brought an extra one.
However, since they came to pick her up, it was still a bit impolite to say that as her first words.
At least wait until the second or third sentence before saying anything.
Alex chuckled and said, "It's raining, so I thought I'd bring you an umbrella. Besides, I've never even seen your company before."
Fu Xianyin said, "It's not like I own the company or work here. You don't need to be so curious."
Two sentences are enough.
Fu Xianyin asked, "Do you have a second umbrella?"
Alex's eyebrows seemed to droop slightly, but he still honestly said, "Yes."
He was holding an umbrella, making it difficult to find things in his bag. Fu Xianyin wasn't as tall as him, and if he asked her to hold the umbrella, they would both get wet.
So Alex gave the backpack to Fu Xianyin, held the umbrella over the two of them, and said, "It's in my bag, look for it."
Fu Xianyin was still carrying a candy bar.
She took the bag with one hand and handed the mango pomelo sago to Alex with the other.
Alex reached out and took it for her.
The moment she handed over the mango pomelo sago, Fu Xianyin suddenly remembered that the outer packaging of the straw seemed to still be in her pocket.
There happened to be a trash can next to Alex.
Fu Xianyin said, "Here, throw this away for me."
She was about to hand the plastic wrapper to Alex when, for some reason, the guy was incredibly quick-witted and threw away the cup of mango pomelo sago the moment he heard her words.
Fu Xianyin's hand, which was handing over the plastic sheet, hung in mid-air.
There was still more than half a cup of mango pomelo sago left. Fu Xianyin clearly heard the heavy cup hit the bottom with a distinct "thud."
She took a deep breath, shook the plastic sheet in her hand, and was just about to tell Alex, "I'm telling you to throw this away," when she looked up and saw Gu Linzhao diagonally in front of her.
His well-defined hands held an umbrella, and beneath the dark canopy, his gaze was undisguised, fixed directly on her.
His lips were slightly curved, but his expression was one that Fu Xianyin had never seen before.
It was a cold indifference mixed with a hint of mockery, and a tinge of detached amusement.
[Author's Note]
Does the progress seem a bit slow? It's a bit dragging on.
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