Chapter 22 I Won’t Hug You
New Technology——
Song Zhiyu, who was signing a document with a pen in hand, closed the document in his hand with a little annoyance and raised his hand to pinch his eyebrows.
Zhu Yanshi has been playing hard to get for three days.
The other party had shown off in front of him in every possible way before, but he actually used that old trick and left him hanging for three days!
Three days!!
Is he really not afraid of being left out in the cold?
The pair of dark eyes on Song Zhiyu's expressionless face rested quietly on the puppy ornament on the table.
He narrowed his eyes and stared seriously in the direction of the office door.
He reached out and poked the dog's head with his fingertips.
"Why don't you come to me?"
"You like me, why don't you come to me?"
"Do you really think I'll fall for your hard-to-get tactics?"
"Oh... wishful thinking!"
The cell phone on the table suddenly rang. Song Zhiyu raised one eyebrow and poked the dog's head again proudly.
"I knew you couldn't help it."
Mercifully, he picked up the phone, tilted his head back, and glanced at the message that popped up on the screen.
[licking dog Zhu: picture]
When you click on the picture, it is a bill for a hospital surgery.
30,000 yuan.
There is no other information except the payment slip.
Song Zhiyu stared at the bill for a while. Of course he knew what Zhu Yanshi meant. He just wanted him to reimburse him.
But what is the reason for reimbursement?
Because he did something for himself, he was beaten by Xu Jun?
This is possible. Xu Jun looks gentle and refined, but he is actually a tall man of 1.9 meters. We cannot rule out the possibility that he pinned Zhu Yanshi to the ground and beat him up.
What would it look like?
Broken bone? Broken arm? Broken leg?
Song Zhiyu was lost in thought. He turned off his phone screen and placed it upside down on the table, staring at the dog model for a while.
"What does Zhu Yanshi mean?"
"He thought I would feel sorry for him?"
"Oh, he's dreaming!"
"We are just purely interested parties."
Song Zhiyu thought it over, turned on his cell phone, and dialed the number with great reserve.
Hearing the breathing sounds coming from the other side, Song Zhiyu spoke in an extremely calm tone.
"Did you have surgery?"
"What happened?"
In his imagination, his own posture was unattainable, and he possessed the top-level oppressive feeling of a superior giving orders.
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a while, and the silence was spreading. When Song Zhiyu heard Zhu Yan, he sniffed and his voice was nasal.
"I'm not so heartless as to ask you to pay for the surgery I'm doing myself."
"Are you crying?"
Song Zhiyu interrupted the other party's next words.
There was silence on both sides of the phone again. Zhu Yanshi glanced at the contact's note displayed on the phone screen in confusion.
It is indeed Song Zhiyu.
What's going on with him?
"I put sunscreen on my face, but the wind stung my eyes."
Zhu Yanshi said this in a way that ruined the atmosphere.
"You're a boy, and you still wear sunscreen?"
President Song’s focus is very novel.
“…”
"Is this the point?" Zhu Yanshi gritted his teeth.
"This money was paid out to help you resolve Xu Jun's situation. You have to reimburse me."
Zhu Yanshi shamelessly put forward his demands.
"Probably, he will go to work in the company in two days."
"When the time comes, you can take the time to talk to them and clear up the misunderstanding, and then there will be no problem."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, and Song Zhiyu chuckled.
"If the person really comes back, the surgery fee will be reimbursed on top of the bonus."
After hanging up the phone, Zhu Yanshi rolled his eyes.
A capitalist is still a capitalist, and his mind is even more complicated than mine.
Isn't it just because you're afraid that if you don't get the person back, you'll end up blackmailing him?
Zhu Yanshi sighed.
Poor trust...
The next day at noon, it was still a bright sunny day. The weather had been getting warmer recently, and everyone took off their heavy coats.
Zhu Yanshi was still the same as always, lying on Yuan Qing's shoulder like a lazy bug without any bones, and vaguely heard someone calling him in the distance.
I raised my eyelids lazily and saw Xu Jun standing under the tree.
The other party waved over here. He stood up straight, stretched, and then patted Yuan Qing's arm.
"You go up first..."
Before leaving, Yuan Qing just glanced at Xu Jun quietly.
It was not until she saw the two of them leaving shoulder to shoulder that she withdrew her gaze.
He opened his phone, stared at the profile sent by the contact, and carefully read the information related to Xu Jun.
The frown slowly relaxed.
Such a powerless person will be of no use in the future.
A man who has no use value is not worthy of Zhu Yanshi's love.
After thinking it over, the depression from the past period was completely cleared away. Yuan Qing put the phone back into his pocket and went upstairs step by step.
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Sitting on the bench next to the flower bed, you can hear the chirping of insects.
Zhu Yanshi was basking in the sun with his face tilted up, the light falling on his tightly closed eyelashes, jumping around like playing hide-and-seek.
He took a deep breath and spoke.
"Are you mentally prepared?"
"Even if I sold you, you still answered yesterday..."
"Can."
Xu Jun returned.
Zhu Yanshi opened his eyes and looked into the other person's smiling eyes.
Being looked at with such sincere eyes, even the person with the worst taste will no longer want to tease others.
Zhu Yanshi sighed softly and straightened his expression.
"Go back to Xinqi Technology and continue working."
"good."
Xu Jun didn't hesitate.
The wind blew, floating the hair on people's foreheads.
Zhu Yanshi was slightly stunned.
"You're not angry?"
"Don't you think I have some ulterior motive in approaching you?"
"But you helped me, that's a fact."
Xu Jun smiled. He rarely smiled, but his smile had a unique flavor.
Like a shy flower, when the sun shines on it one day, it suddenly opens its petals, revealing the softest core inside.
"You are very smart. You can actually use many methods to force me to return to Xinqi. Their previous people also came to me, but they didn't find my flaws."
"You discovered it, but you used the most foolish yet precious method, exchanging sincerity for sincerity. You respected me and gave me a choice."
"In the business world, if I break a contract, all your efforts will be in vain."
When Xu Jun looked at Zhu Yan's eyes, it was as if he wanted to see every trace of emotion hidden there through those bright eyes.
"But you still kept your promise."
Zhu Yanshi also laughed.
"When two people get along, it's nothing more than a combination of interests. It's nothing, I'm honored that you can make plans for it."
Xu Jun suddenly reached out and picked off the green leaves that fell on Zhu Yanshi's head, and the light fell on his fingertips.
After a moment of trance, he even thought he had touched the light...
When taking people to Xinqi Technology, Zhu Yanshi raised his head like an old hen going to fight.
He was holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, and his expression was particularly heroic.
The two of them arrived at the president's office on the top floor together. The president's assistant went in to inform them and then invited them in.
After the contract was signed, Zhu Yanshi was taken to the finance office by Assistant Zhang to collect the money.
The original bonus was 50,000 yuan, plus the subsequent reimbursement of 30,000 yuan, a total of 80,000 yuan.
It took some effort and only a little time.
Zhu Yanshi was very satisfied with his abilities.
Therefore, people cannot stay in an environment that is too comfortable all the time. Like him, who was forced to grow up in a hard-working and frugal environment, he can maximize his benefits by making it a habit.
After receiving the money, Zhu Yanshi stood on the balcony extending from the flat to look at the scenery, with his head held high and chest puffed out, like an emperor inspecting the people.
The milk tea in his hand was like His Majesty's dragon robe. He flicked his sleeves, put the straw in his mouth, and took a big sip.
very good.
Soon the world will belong to him!
This was what Song Zhiyu and Xu Jun saw when they walked out of the office.
The young man standing on the balcony was heroic and proud, his chest protruding to the sky, his face was intoxicated, and his hair was disheveled in the wind.
There was still a smile on his face, illuminated by the light.
The air was quiet, and everyone in the office followed the president's gaze to the young man standing on the balcony.
“…”
Xu Jun’s inner thoughts: So cute~
Song Zhiyu's inner thoughts: short-sighted (disdainful) but... seems a little cute... (raises his head proudly)
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With Zhu Yanshi's help, after the contract was signed, several people had dinner together at a nearby restaurant.
There were only three people sitting in the huge box. Xu Jun and Song Zhiyu didn't have much to say, so Zhu Yanshi was in the middle to liven up the atmosphere between them.
While waiting for the dishes to be served, Zhu Yanshichao mentioned it casually.
"Mr. Song...how did you realize that you misunderstood Xu Jun?"
Song Zhiyu stopped scrolling through his phone, turned it off and placed it on the table, staring at Xu Jun.
"Guo Chengfu held a position but did nothing. He had a long backlog of leave notes that he hadn't reviewed and submitted. He was negligent in his duties. I've learned the truth and have dismissed him."
"I'm sorry, but I hope you can understand that from the company's perspective, you did make a work mistake."
Song Zhiyu knew that the young man wanted to bring up this matter in order to make peace.
But he did not think that all these mistakes were his fault. Some of them were due to employees' concealment and failure to report, while others were due to Xu Jun's own mistakes.
Xu Jun nodded and looked at Song Zhiyu: "I'm also very sorry. Family matters have affected my work and caused many problems, big and small."
"I am also very grateful to Mr. Song for giving me another chance."
The two of them exchanged pleasantries and chatted for a while with fake smiles on their faces. Then the air became quiet again and there was no more talk between them.
By chance, the door of the private room was pushed open and the waiter brought the dishes to the table. Zhu Yanshi concentrated on the dishes, and after Song Zhiyu took the first chopstick, he began to eat seriously.
He was very quiet when he ate. The only sounds in the air were his breathing and the soft click of his chopsticks against the porcelain bowl.
No one communicated with each other, but just ate in silence with their heads down. Zhu Yanshi ate very seriously until a piece of stir-fried meat appeared in his bowl.
He turned his head and saw Xu Jun's smiling eyes.
"I see you like this..."
"Thanks."
Zhu Yanshi also laughed.
The light hit the two people, and the scene was as beautiful as a painting, which made Song Zhiyu next to them look a little out of place.
He raised his eyelids and glanced at Xu Jun with a cold look.
Showing kindness for no reason...
The key point is, how come Zhu Yanshi has no sense of boundaries at all?
Is he close to Seo Joon? Is he eating food off someone else's chopsticks?
Song Zhiyu withdrew his gaze and stared at the rice in the bowl with extremely complicated feelings.
Zhu Yanshi is a playboy.
His feelings are not loyal at all.
Song Zhiyu's stomach is not that good, and he often has no interest in eating.
But when I suddenly saw the person next to me with a look of "That was a close call, I almost starved to death" written all over his face, I unknowingly followed suit and ate two bowls of rice.
The result of eating two bowls of rice is that the food starts to churn out of the stomach before it even stays in the stomach for a while.
Song Zhiyu rushed into the bathroom and vomited all over the place. When he came back after cleaning up, Xu Jun had already left.
Zhu Yanshi was sitting on a chair rubbing his belly. When he saw someone coming back, he raised his hand and greeted him.
"Xu Jun had something going on at the hospital. I just called and he left."
"Okay." Song Zhiyu nodded and walked back to his seat to pick up his suit jacket that was hanging on the back of the chair, but he saw a bowl of corn and pork ribs soup left on the table.
Zhu Yanshi pointed at his bowl.
"Just served it to you."
"You have a bad stomach, why do you want to compete with me in eating?"
"Compare……"
Compare eating?
Song Zhiyu stared at the soup on the table silently for a while, and then heard the man next to him speak in a dog's mouth that could not spit out ivory.
"You need to work on your speed, otherwise the food will be gone before you even reach out your chopsticks."
“…”
"I don't drink."
Song Zhiyu gritted his teeth.
He could even quickly imagine the scene from the other person's words.
He was wearing a well-fitting black suit, his hair was combed meticulously, and he sat solemnly on a country red plastic stool. The red cloth spread out on the table was filled with various empty bowls.
The old men and women around him were eating with their mouths full of oil. He held up his chopsticks and stared blankly at his empty bowl.
So embarrassing.
What a bargain!
Zhu Yanshi didn't know why this ancestor was angry again. When he followed him out of the restaurant, he rushed forward with his head down.
Because he was tall and took big steps, Zhu Yanshi had to jog to catch up.
"Are you angry?"
Song Zhiyu stopped and turned around, without a trace of expression on his face. He said with that bking face:
"I won't go to the banquet!"
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