Mr. Su's name became an instant hit, and everyone was looking forward to the release of his new product.
A group of people even started a discussion on the Internet.
【Take a gamble on Mr. Su’s next product.】
Netizens are even wondering whether Mr. Su would read the discussion group topics. It would be great if he could see the most popular wishes and make corresponding products.
This was exactly what Su Qingyuan was thinking. A department was set up in the company to collect opinions and compile statistics on netizens' opinions. However, Su Qingyuan had already made plans for the next step.
He thought that he must cure Su Taiqiang's legs no matter what.
According to the doctor, Su Taiqiang's leg problems are more like "rheumatic pain". According to incomplete statistics, one in ten people in modern society suffers from this "pseudo-rheumatic pain".
When this proposal was released, Cheng Luyu immediately began to study it.
Cheng Luyu was very concerned about his plagiarism. Although he didn't go online much, he knew that there must be many people on the Internet who condemned the Jinglan Group for taking him in because of this incident.
"I'm sorry." Cheng Luyu lowered his head. He didn't care whether he was suspected before, but now he hated the dirty spots in himself. "Mr. Su, I didn't plagiarize. I used to work in the studio under Cheng Youyi's name. It should be at that time that he stole my thesis. But I have no evidence, no way to prove that he plagiarized... I'm really sorry."
It would have been fine if she hadn't said this in front of Luo Zhixing, but Cheng Luyu's emotional intelligence was not high enough and was completely exposed in front of Luo Zhixing.
It was hard for Luo Zhixing to hold it in for a long time and not complain directly.
"Now that you know you're sorry, just work on the next project and at least don't waste your IQ." Anyway, your EQ is already worrying.
In his mind, Luo Zhixing crossed out this insignificant young man from the list of love rivals.
How to say it, Luo Zhixing finally found out Bai Yueguang's identity, and he couldn't let go of Su Qingyuan. He thought he was a rational person, but he didn't expect that all his rationality would become a wild horse hoof running freely on the grassland after meeting Su Qingyuan.
The wind is strong and the wilderness is vast. If he doesn't eat up all the green quickly, the green may become his protective color.
After Luo Zhixing experienced the carefree life in the world, he finally understood what it meant that love was destined.
It’s a pity that the other person is a piece of wood.
If you count carefully, the two held hands, ate together, slept together, and did most of the things a couple should do. Their destiny was already well established, but they were heading in the wrong direction.
Luo Zhixing, a resentful woman from a wealthy family, looked at Su Qingyuan with some resentment. Su Qingyuan flirted with the man in front of her as if nothing had happened.
"It's okay. I believe you. This plagiarism case will definitely be solved."
Su Qingyuan has already dispatched the strongest team of lawyers, and after submitting all the materials, they are preparing for the lawsuit.
He smiled brightly and cheerfully, like a shining star in the dark night. It was not too much light, but for Cheng Luyu, it was enough.
Cheng Luyu thought, how lucky she was to meet each other.
Luo Zhixing took a quick look and guessed what Cheng Luyu was thinking.
Fuck the light of righteousness in the world.
Even if you want to take a photo, you should take a photo of him.
It's a pity that this beam of light is the light that saves all living beings. Everyone is equally affected by it, and everyone is almost the same. Even if he has been in the "love field" for a long time, there is no way to change it.
After returning home, Su Qingyuan went to heat milk for herself as usual.
Add fresh milk to the milk pot, and then add a piece of brown sugar, which is very healthy. Fine and dense bubbles float on the edge of the pot, like a good mood sweeping over. It boils up little by little, and the aroma of milk and the scent of agarwood on Luo Zhixing blend together, which unexpectedly creates a different kind of peace.
Birds return to the forest when they are tired, fish sink to the bottom of the water, and everything in the world has a final destination. Su Qingyuan believes that love lies in getting along well. Of course, even without love, getting along well is also necessary.
"Hot milk with brown sugar." Su Qingyuan handed him the milk, turned on the computer and started processing documents.
Luo Zhixing took a sip and looked at him intently. He usually liked to put the computer on his knees, curl up, and swipe the computer screen from time to time, as lazy and casual as a cat.
Every time, Luo Zhixing really wanted to hug him in his arms, or press him down on the sofa, doing whatever he wanted. It could be said that he was very perverted.
Fortunately, I can still hold it in.
"I have something to say." Luo Zhixing consciously occupied the other side of the sofa and moved his body next to Su Qingyuan, looking very clingy.
Su Qingyuan gave him a look, her peach blossom eyes full of doubt, and gestured for him to speak.
Luo Zhixing's lips twitched downwards, he pursed his lips, and put on a melancholy smile: "I don't want to be an assistant anymore, okay?"
After saying this, Luo Zhixing realized that he was just joking. If he really walked away two or three steps, the man would be taken away.
"Hahaha, I'm just kidding!" Luo Zhixing reached out to get the milk and burned his hand.
The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Su Qingyuan really thought about this.
In the evening, Cheng Youyi took the initiative to find him, and Su Qingyuan couldn't refuse, so he met with him.
The restaurant is located in the sky garden, a greenhouse garden built on the top of a high-rise building. Baroque paintings are engraved on the ceiling. Perhaps it is salvation.
Cheng Youyi was a romantic by nature, and he was deeply moved by the painting: "Mr. Su, are you also interested in this mural?"
Poor Mr. Su sitting opposite him, he was deprived of the romantic gene since he was born. If nothing unexpected happened, he should have grown up to be a businessman with a lot of money.
However, Mr. Su, no matter how upset he was inside, always looked gentle and kind, and would not fail to give others a way out.
"What do you think?" He always spoke very little, even more so when talking to people he didn't like.
"Mr. Su has a unique vision. This painting is an imitation of the Renaissance period. It tells the story of an imprisoned princess who reaches out to the devil for help." From his familiar tone, it can be seen that this story is as old as he is.
Mr. Su came here to discuss business and didn't want to say any more nonsense. It was inconvenient for Luo Zhixing to be around when the two of them met like this. Without the scent of agarwood, Su Qingyuan felt a different emotion from what he was not used to.
He was quite happy to be here with Luo Zhixing, eating a meal of lamb chops flown in, and considering dessert after the meal. Cheng Youyi was also talkative, and the strange thing was that the words from his mouth to his ears, in a short distance and time, could make him feel a kind of physiological resistance.
"Buzz buzz buzz..." Cheng Youyi chattered incessantly.
Su Qingyuan adhered to her good upbringing and did not slap the dead fly to death with a fork.
After all the hardships, the meal finally ended, and Su Qingyuan was almost exhausted. It was only then that he understood the pain of socializing. He looked at the murals on the ceiling and realized that people like him might be more suitable for a more leisurely life, such as a cup of coffee, working hard in the laboratory, and then rushing to finish the paper.
"Huh." Su Qingyuan let out a breath and took a sip of sparkling wine.
The two of them then got down to business.
Cheng Youyi tried to find a way to avoid being disliked by Su Qingyuan, and a serious look appeared on his playboy face: "Mr. Su has been busy with Cheng Luyu's affairs recently. Mr. Su may not know that Cheng Luyu worked under me for a period of time. At that time, he was already surrounded by negative news. If it weren't for... I didn't expect him to even plagiarize my thesis. It's really a waste of my trust in him."
Su Qingyuan's light-colored pupils flickered with a faint light, the color was more beautiful than the sparkling wine in the cup. He did nothing, but Cheng Youyi was already a little intoxicated.
It can be seen that it is not the person who is moved, but the heart.
"This matter is not that troublesome. With my friendship with Mr. Su, I can just say something. Do you think this is a good idea?" Cheng Youyi was thinking that if he came forward to dispel the rumor, on the one hand he could give Su Qingyuan some face, but on the other hand it would confirm that Cheng Luyu had plagiarized.
Of course, the main reason was to give face to Su Qingyuan. As for the illegitimate child, it didn't matter what happened.
Su Qingyuan: "Mr. Cheng is thoughtful. I came here mainly to tell you that if you are the one who plagiarized, I hope you can take the initiative to admit it."
"Huh? Are you kidding me?" Cheng Youyi almost overturned the table and ran away. The young master did not hide his temper at all and his tone became aggressive. Because Su Qingyuan's words stepped on the other party's minefield, Cheng Youyi no longer liked Su Qingyuan so much.
Su Qingyuan had a not-so-happy meal and listened to nonsense for a long time, which made him feel even more uncomfortable. He now just wanted Luo Zhixing to come over quickly and give him some air.
"That's all I have to say. If you are willing to admit it, maybe we don't have to fight." After saying this, Su Qingyuan didn't believe it herself. Sure enough, I shouldn't have come to this meal.
Although beauty is the most important thing, Cheng Youyi also knows the importance of things.
"Mr. Su, let's make an appointment next time if there is a chance."
The two parted unhappily, and Cheng Youyi even forgot to give away the bunch of roses he had prepared in advance, looking very embarrassed.
Only Su Qingyuan admired the murals on the top of a tall building for a while.
When Luo Zhixing came, Su Qingyuan was admiring the flowers.
The flowers in the greenhouse are of all colors and gorgeous. It seems that everyone thinks that Su Qingyuan only loves Queen Farah, but in fact Su Qingyuan does not reject all beautiful things.
For example, the fairy-like Wedgwood in front of us has a large flower diameter, a shallow layer of transparent white, and a light pink in the middle.
Su Qingyuan picked up a flower and smiled, and Luo Zhixing was stunned.
The princess on the top of the sky stretched out her hand towards the devil, and the devil knelt down at her feet devoutly.
Seeing Luo Zhixing, Su Qingyuan wanted to laugh. She felt warm in her heart, which was very strange.
"You're here." Su Qingyuan said lightly.
Luo Zhixing was so angry that he kicked the ground with his toes, and his head seemed to turn green into a sky garden. But when he saw Su Qingyuan's calm and indifferent look, he was no longer angry.
His intuition told him that Su Qingyuan was a little depressed.
"Can we fulfill a little of the contract?"
Luo Zhixing: “???”
What does this sentence mean? What does it mean to fulfill the contract? Even if Luo Zhixing is a reincarnated Zhuge Liang, he still can't understand the implication of Su Qingyuan's words.
No, the key is which step should be achieved?
Is it too late to buy condoms now? The school beauty probably won't be prepared, right? What kind of condoms should I buy for the first time? ?
Luo Zhixing, whose head was about to smoke, was like a zombie, and every joint of his body was worried about his master.
After finally walking in front of Su Qingyuan, before he could react, Su Qingyuan suddenly hugged him.
Su Qingyuan took a sip of the subtle fragrance from his body, and the discomfort in her heart was smoothed away.
"..." Luo Zhixing's mind was in a panic and his body was stiff, but he felt inexplicably relieved.
Su Qingyuan took a breath and whispered, "You smell so good."
Luo Zhixing, the once-in-a-millennium romantic, blushed.
Ah, that's too rough.
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In order to adjust my daily routine in the underworld, I would like to specifically change the update time to 21:00.
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