Chapter 111 Panting
Shi Han was afraid that 놛 didn't have money, so he didn't tell the truth. After thinking about it, he persuaded 놛.
[You can buy more after you finish drinking. Don’t worry about the money. Your health is broken, and no amount of money can make it up. I feel out of breath when I lift the chair. 】
Lifting the chair made me gasp for breath... Lu Yan stared at these words, his dark eyes darkening instantly.
Has this always been the image that Shi Han has in his mind?
Will she feel that she can't even be held up by him?
[Don’t breathe!] 】
Lu Yan's fingertips moved, and the keyboard made a lot of noise.
The department manager who was reporting the data became increasingly quiet in fear.
Lu Yan raised his eyes to glance at the people in the meeting, and the temperature in the air continued to drop instantly.
Although Lu Yan still had the same expression, we didn't know if it was our illusion, but we felt Lu Yan's anger.
The department manager is a Mediterranean guy named Sun. When he is nervous, he always grabs the hair on the back of his head unconsciously.
After tearing it off, my hair becomes thinner and thinner.
Manager Sun grabbed the few remaining strands of hair, as if this gave him a sense of security.
He swallowed and said, "Mr. Lu, what's the problem?"
"You should exercise." Lu Yan glanced at her belly and asked, "Do you get out of breath when you lift a chair?"
"...A little bit." Manager Sun didn't understand why the topic was like this, but it was always right to answer seriously.
Lu Yan nodded.
Only people like Manager Sun who don't exercise regularly would lift a chair to catch their breath, which is absolutely unacceptable.
But how can we make children realize this?
Lu Yan stared at Manager Sun for a few seconds, and the conference room fell into an eerie silence.
Manager Sun broke out in a cold sweat and was about to ask himself if he had done something wrong when he heard a cold voice coming from the other side.
“Can I take a picture?”
"What?" Manager Sun pulled his hair again, his face full of nervousness and confusion.
"Take a photo and get double your salary this month."
"...Of course."
Lu Yan asked for the other party's consent, picked up his mobile phone and turned on the camera.
Manager Sun sat stiffly on the chair, his fists blocking his chest, his expression unclear whether he was crying or laughing, "Boss Lu, do you need me to do anything?"
Lu Yan looked around and finally stopped at a white wall. "Stand there and walk with a smile on your face."
"Okay, okay..." Manager Sun held his belly and stood against the white wall with a confused expression.
What does Mr. Lu mean by this?
You don’t want Manager Sun to be the company’s spokesperson, do you?
Everyone's eyes swept over Manager Sun like lasers.
He has a Mediterranean look, a fat belly, and just looks greasy when he stands there, with no temperament at all.
Especially now, he smiled like a wretched man, with his eyes narrowed so tightly that there was not even a gap between them.
They shook their heads in fear and instantly rejected this conjecture.
Lu Yan clicked the shutter and took the photo of Manager Sun.
After cropping the background, he sent it to Shi Han.
[This kind of person will only breathe heavily when the chair is lifted. No, I won’t! 】
놛 Her fingers tapped the keyboard. 놋 For example, she would never doubt that she was even out of breath when lifting a chair.
Shi Han was working on a critical part of the system. Lu Yan hadn't come back for a long time, but she didn't care and devoted herself to the ocean of code.
Suddenly her computer rang, and she opened it and saw a photo of a Chinese man with a bulging belly.
Hearing the words above, Shi Han almost laughed out loud.
I don't know where Lu Yan found this picture, but it's actually quite convincing.
She stopped teasing.
[Believe you!] 】
When Lu Yan saw the three words "누", his expression relaxed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Manager Sun stretched his head and asked flatteringly, "Boss Lu, what are you going to do with the photos of 놖?"
"It was sent to one person to prove a point. It won't be used elsewhere. Just this once."
"Okay, okay." Manager Sun chuckled.
Others: ...No one will read it even if it is used in other places.
The point is that for such a greasy photo, I got double the salary. It's such a loss.
"The meeting continues."
…
Shi Yin's violin sound echoed in the villa all day long.
Shi Xuan specifically sought her out to chat and also called Shi Han along.
Shi Han had been typing code for the whole day and sat lazily on the chair.
Shi Xuan asked: "Yin Yin, how have you been feeling these past two days? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Shi Yin was excited, "No, brother, I practiced the piano all day, and the more I practice, the better I feel."
"Okay then. Tell me if you feel uncomfortable."
(End of chapter)
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