Chapter 16. Draw the golden couple.
He is so obedient that he just takes the photo when I tell him to.
Unable to refuse the generous offer, Tang Ke couldn't help but snap a photo of Fu Yu's life. Explaining the misunderstanding would at most spoil the moment and make him awkward for a moment, but sticking with the mistake—hahaha, that meant delayed gratification, hahaha, that meant embarrassing him every time he saw the photo. Only when she went to such lengths, harming others and benefiting herself, could she truly deserve the nickname "National Service Delinquent."
Fu Yu walked forward, beside her, and introduced the structure of the office building without knowing it.
The green patch in the center of the lobby is real grass, covered with real soil. Mixing a tiny bit of nature into a massive expanse of steel and concrete, hoping to use this tiny bit of nature to drive oxygen circulation throughout the entire building—such is the idealism of capitalists, who don't care if the ground is sticky in the dog days of summer.
The second floor is a large lecture hall and VR experience center. As the company's facade, the equipment on this floor is frequently refurbished, and obsolete equipment is evaporated upwards for recycling.
"Where's the cafeteria?" Tang Ke asked sincerely. No matter how magnificent a building is, it will still be lacking if it can't accommodate a cafeteria.
Fu Yu pointed to the southwest corner outside the glass window and said, "The cafeteria is on the second or third floor of that building. If you want to eat, I'll take you there later."
"Great." Tang Ke followed him into the elevator and asked, "Where is your office?"
Fu Yu hesitantly pressed "4L" and asked instead of answering, "What do you want to do?"
He had figured out a little bit of the trick. If she spoke in a coquettish voice, she was probably holding her fart.
"I'm here for a tour, and I can overturn your table? Is there any basic trust?" Tang Ke has always been very courageous and there is no such thing as social phobia. What's more, there are acquaintances around him, so the urge to look around and expand his horizons is even stronger. Life is a wilderness.
Arriving on the fourth floor, Fu Yu long-pressed the door-opening button, but didn't walk out. He stood in the elevator and said, "Floors four to seven, nine to twelfth, and fifteen to twentieth are all employee offices. Different departments have different decor, but they're not much different." He raised his chin, "What you're seeing now is the software testing department. They're all working, so it might not be convenient for you to go in."
Tang Ke poked his head out to look around for a few times, then quietly retracted it and clapped his hands softly, "As expected of a big company, the pace is so fast."
"Yes, it's wolf culture. Please don't get close to the cage. Be careful of the hungry wolves pouncing on you and putting your life in danger. Please close your eyes after dark. We can do anything." Fu Yu said alarmist words without any deterrent effect.
The next stop was the fifteenth floor, where Fu Yu worked in the development team. As the elevator doors opened, a vending machine greeted them, and a table next to it contained a pile of snacks. Tang Ke chuckled and jokingly said, "Do you wolves usually eat spicy Mala and Langweixian? Be careful of nutritional imbalances."
"It's not like we can eat mutton every day. This way."
Fu Yu led her through a corridor, with silent space capsules on both sides, which were used for small private discussions and meetings. Their special structure ensured that no sound from outside could enter, and no sound from inside could escape.
"Doesn't that mean I can gossip whatever I want?" Tang Ke immediately thought of something like "the upper beam is crooked and the lower beams are crooked."
Fu Yu tapped his ears with his fingers, indicating that walls have ears. "Monitoring, recording, meeting minutes."
Tang Ke's smile disappeared: "I don't like playing with you werewolves."
I walked two steps forward to the public office area, which was furnished with bookshelves and circular sofas. There was no one there at the moment, and the noise coming from afar was faintly echoing in the silence.
"Turn right and you'll find my office." Fu Yu left the question blank and waited for her response.
His workstation was very ordinary, with nothing special to pick out. It was a passerby area where people had to pay for tickets to visit. Tang Ke was actually interested in such a "-5A" scenic spot, which really made his humble home shine.
No, what he cared about wasn't how she viewed his workstation, but whether she realized what kind of territory they were about to enter: there had only been one witness when they took the oath this morning, but once they pushed open that door, there would be more than a dozen witnesses. That wasn't just any office, it was a wedding hall. According to local custom, wedding candy was supposed to be distributed. Did she know that?
She didn't know. Tang Ke raised his phone and took another photo. He couldn't understand the underlying meaning of his words at all, so he just hummed twice perfunctorily: "Let's go! I'll go quietly and not disturb them!"
Fu Yu sighed in his heart. In the end, he was the only one who cared about other people's opinions. She would then walk away, leaving him alone to face the rumors that "he had been single for too long and had to find an extra as his wife to flaunt in front of his colleagues." What a bad woman she was.
"Try not to circulate company photos," Fu Yu said. The two of them arrived at the office door, one after the other, and his calm face was reflected on the access control screen.
Tang Ke agreed repeatedly, "I understand, it's just that I personally like to record and leave traces of my work to facilitate investigation."
Click. The door is unlocked.
Fu Yu pushed open the door and, as luck would have it, met Wu Jiang's gaze. Wu Jiang was stunned for a moment, then suddenly stood up excitedly like a monkey seeing a banana. His colleagues all looked towards the door, their faces changing in the same way.
"..." Fu Yu took the initiative: "I'll get something."
He put his right hand behind his back and hooked his paw, hoping that Tang Ke would grab the corner of his clothes or hold his arm so that they would not get lost, as this pack of wolves really looked like they could eat people.
Although he looked thin in clothes and had never seen him undressed, Tang Ke could still clearly feel that his frame was much larger than hers when she faced his back. His shoulders were wide enough to cover her entire body. What was moving? She looked down. What did the hooking hand mean? Holding hands?
Without thinking, she took his hand.
This level is child's play for Tang Ke. It would be a bit difficult for her to ride on his head.
The moment his palms were filled, Fu Yu felt as if he was struck by a small electric current. He turned back blankly and met her clear and innocent eyes. His heart was beating fast, but he had to remain calm in front of everyone.
Wu Jiang walked through two rows of unevenly spaced office chairs, trotting over to Fu Yu and saying with a playful smile, "Didn't you take the day off today? Why did you bring your sister-in-law here?"
"I told you to get something." Fu Yu answered in a serious tone, leading Tang Ke past him, seemingly moving hand in hand.
He can carry people on his bike, but he's not very experienced in holding someone's hand while walking. If he holds too hard, he's afraid she'll get hurt; if he holds too lightly, he's afraid she'll fall. Actually, that's not the problem at all.
Wu Jiang followed them wherever they went, greeting Tang Ke cheerfully and then harassing Fu Yu tirelessly like a mosquito that can't get enough of blood without showing off its power. People often find ways to entertain themselves in order to avoid work.
Someone turned around to join in the fun, pulled Wu Jiang over and asked, "Who is following behind senior brother?"
"His wife, who else could it be!" As the first guest in this office to see Tang Ke in person, Wu Jiang was quite proud and boasted that he could eat at the main table.
Colleagues were surprised: "When did he get married?!"
Tang Ke turned around and smiled. The real owner personally came out to do the PR: "Today."
She wasn't shy; she was just speaking the truth. There was nothing to be ashamed of. The man's cautious questioning behind her back only made it seem more obvious. If Fu Yu were gossiped about by his colleagues, she would lose face too. You know, losing face for her would be losing face for the country. Her righteous ideological consciousness was there, so of course she chose to take action when the time was right.
Tang Ke's outgoing personality made everyone open up and speak frankly. Naturally, everyone was happy to see his senior brother getting married, but no one expected that he would accomplish this major event in his life so quietly.
Fu Yu was dazzled by being called "Big Brother" all the time. He had nothing to take at all. Even if he turned the table upside down, he couldn't find it.
The advantage of facial paralysis is that no matter how anxious he feels, others can't see it. Fu Yu's right hand tightly grasps his hard-earned wife, while his left hand aimlessly flips through files and pulls down a drawer. If you say he's anxious, he won't let go of his right hand. If you say he's not anxious, he's too busy searching for something to pay attention to a colleague's call.
Tang Ke reluctantly made the decision for him and pulled her hand out of his. She wasn't a child who needed an adult to hold her hand in a strange place. Seeing how diligently he was searching, she took it seriously and asked kindly, "What's so hard to find?"
Fu Yu casually unplugged a Bluetooth receiver from the desktop computer and said, "Found it." Then he stood up straight away as if he had accomplished his task and naturally took her hand again.
Long time no see, I miss you so much.
Even facial paralysis couldn't resist the physiological reaction. He squatted up quickly, and his cheeks, forehead, neck and ears were all dyed red.
Wow, cherry tomatoes.
Good times don’t last forever. Tang Ke wanted to take pictures, but he didn’t have the chance. He regretted that he was born at the wrong time.
"What's going on? Big Brother, just tell me!" Xiao Lei, a devoted fan of the company's T-shirts who often asks Fu Yu questions, raised his hand: "At least give me some wedding candy!"
"Oh." Fu Yu grabbed a handful of Langweixian from Tang Ke's bag and threw it over, "Come on."
“This is not us…”
"It's good to have it."
Tang Ke glanced at Fu Yu with a mixture of confusion and anger, a soft snort coming from her nose, like a frightened piglet jumping up and down. Fu Yu patted the back of her hand, urging her to calm down, and soothed her, "I'll decorate it for you later." Her expression softened slightly.
The company cafeteria opened at 5:30 a.m., offering a wide variety of dishes at affordable prices. After their tour of the building, the two of them arrived at the cafeteria. It wasn't crowded, so they were free to choose from any available options. Tang Ke ordered a roast chicken teppanyaki rice dish, but also had a secret crush on the Thai set menu. Fu Yu, playing the role of host, generously fulfilled her wish.
This shared meal gave Tang Ke a sense of belonging, and he was even willing to take over and pick up Fu Yu from work every day. Isn't 8 o'clock every night a prime couple's time? Let's broadcast it here.
The wall-mounted television in the restaurant lobby played company videos and current affairs on a loop. The white noise of the city was like the gentle breeze in the mountains—inaudible if you were in a hurry, but incredibly clear if you were quiet. Fu Yu had no deep impression of what was playing, but for the first time, he felt the host's voice had the aroma of food.
It's rare to find someone who respects food. First, she needs to be carefree, which is rare these days. When someone is troubled, food loses its flavor. Second, she doesn't waste food, never taking too much. Most importantly, she needs to be happy eating, extracting the spiritual nourishment from the food.
Infected by Tang Ke's eating habits, Fu Yu felt warm in his chest.
——It may also be that this Thai food is a bit spicy.
At first his mother said he was tolerant but he didn't want to admit it, he just didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble. Now, he clearly realized that he was indeed tolerant.
Several times he thought the balloon was about to burst, but when he turned around he found that a little bit had accidentally leaked out from between his fingers, just enough to keep him alive.
That night, Tang Ke lay in bed, checking the high-speed train from Suzhou to here the day after tomorrow. Xue Jiayin, the academic empress, had specifically asked her to pick him up, so she'd asked her to check her availability and decide when to buy a ticket. She woke up at ten in the morning, packed up, and left at eleven. Arriving at the high-speed rail station at twelve, she pondered the matter in a whirlwind of thought, finally deciding on the train that arrived at twelve-twenty.
While waiting for the old lady's reply, Tang Ke opened her Moments and was shocked. Half an hour ago, Fu Yu had posted the official announcement on Moments without consulting her!
The picture is a festive red wedding photo they took today. It is high-definition and has no watermark. The caption is also very simple:
"Hand holding successful."
Tsk, it’s the same four words, why do you deny her “Me too”?
Tang Ke was lying on the bed, with his legs raised and shaking back and forth. He gave him a thumbs up and reposted the same picture with the caption:
"Can ~ you ~ feel ~ it!"
Fu Yu liked and commented immediately, giving her three thumbs up.
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