Bu Chunzhai's constant sudden appearances had left a significant psychological scar on Zhao Yexi. So much so that when he went to the restroom, even after double-checking that no one was in the stall, he still tentatively asked, "Hello? Is anyone there?"
He is a bit of an idiot, but his little heart really can't stand the scare. It's better to be safe than sorry.
Compared to Bu Chunzhai, Gong Juren's presence was much stronger. His workstation was close to Zhao Yesi's, so he would talk to Zhao Yesi from time to time, all about work, and Zhao Yesi couldn't ignore him.
At six o'clock, everyone went to the restaurant to eat and then came back to work overtime. Lu Huangzhi was different. He went straight home after eating.
Closing his laptop and taking off his glasses, Lu Huangzhi looked across. Zhao Yesi was still staring at the computer, his expression serious, his brows furrowed, as he clattered away on the keyboard.
Lu Huangzhi leaned lazily against the chair, stretched his long legs forward slightly, and touched Zhao Yesi's calf as he wished.
Just as he expected, Zhao Yesi first glanced down, then tilted his head from behind the display screen, thinking he was roaring like a dragon, but in reality, it was a kitten meowing, "Don't you want your legs anymore?"
Lu Huangzhi smiled and said, "Senior, do you want to eat? I'll accompany you."
"If you don't want to eat, get out."
Lu Huangzhi raised his eyebrows slightly, without saying anything, just looked at Zhao Yesi.
Zhao Yesi felt uncomfortable being looked at by him, and reluctantly said, "I'll finish writing this part first."
"Do you want me to wait for you?"
"No, you go first."
"Well, okay." Lu Huangzhi was about to stand up when he saw Gong Juren walking towards Zhao Yesi. After thinking for a moment, he sat back down and opened his notebook.
"Yexi, can I borrow your computer?" Gong Juren said, "I have an urgent email to reply to, but my computer suddenly blue screened."
Zhao Yesi was not happy: "Is it urgent?"
Gong Juren said sincerely: "Yes, it is very urgent."
Zhao Yesi minimized the document, slid his chair to the side, and made a "please" gesture.
Gong Juren smiled and said, "Thank you, Yexi. I'll treat you to afternoon tea tomorrow."
Zhao Yesi lowered his head and scrolled through his phone, saying casually, "Okay."
Zhao Yesi usually played some small games during this kind of spare time. He had just opened Happy Landlord when he heard Lu Huangzhi calling him, "Senior, come here."
"Why haven't you left yet?"
"I also have an email to send," Lu Huangzhi said, "I just forgot."
Gong Juren looked at Lu Huangzhi and said with a smile, "What a coincidence."
"Why are you emailing me?" Zhao Yesi walked around behind Lu Huangzhi and said, "You don't know how to send emails."
Lu Huangzhi pulled the chair next to him and said, "Sit down."
Zhao Yesi sat down and saw the "Several reactions after Alpha pheromones got out of control" on the screen, and almost gasped.
"I'm sending this email to Teacher Xiong," Lu Huangzhi said in a serious tone, as if discussing work. "I'm worried I didn't write it well. Could you take a look at it for me?"
Zhao Yesi wanted to roar but was afraid of attracting Gong Juren's attention. He stepped on Lu Huangzhi's white sneakers and said in a low voice, "You smoked? What the hell happened?!"
Zhao Yesi was a healthy boy after all, so it hurt when he really used force. Lu Huangzhi groaned, "So cruel?"
Zhao Yexi reached out to close the email interface. He swore that he didn't want to read the content of the email at all, but a few words still entered his sight uncontrollably.
"Shortness of breath", "beating heart", "nervous excitement", "sudden possessiveness"...
Zhao Yexi: ???
"Are you writing a romance novel?" Zhao Yesi's occupational disease struck. "It's a report after all. Could you be more precise with your wording?"
Lu Huangzhi humbly asked for advice: "How should I change it?"
Zhao Yesi immediately helped Lu Huangzhi modify it. [Hurry] was changed to [Accelerate], [Fluttering Heart] was changed to [Arrhythmia], and [Possessiveness] was changed to [Hormones].
Gong Juren's attention on the opposite side had been completely attracted by them. Zhao Yesi no longer cared and concentrated on helping Lu Huangzhi revise the report. His brows furrowed again.
Gong Juren said, "Yexi, I've made good use of the computer."
Zhao Yesi hummed a perfunctory "hmm" twice, then suddenly sneered and said to Lu Huangzhi, "I suggest you go back to elementary school. Is the 'Xing' in 'Xingxing' the same as 'Xing'?"
Lu Huangzhi looked at Zhao Yesi, then looked down at his newly bought limited edition sneakers worth six figures, and felt that they were quite worth it.
...Hmm? He actually thought it was worth spending hundreds of thousands of dollars to get his senior and colleagues to talk less?
Lu Huangzhi was a little surprised that he had such an idea.
It was another day of working overtime until late at night. Zhao Yesi bought some grilled gluten on the road and ate it while walking when no one was around. It was so delicious that it made him cry.
Although he is already twenty-four years old, he really likes to eat junk food that has no nutrition.
When passing by the garbage sorting point, he threw a sign in and saw a pair of boys' sneakers on the top of the trash can.
Because of the logo on the sneakers, Zhao Yesi looked at it a few more times. The more he looked, the more familiar it seemed to him, especially the two black footprints on the shoes, which perfectly matched his.
Zhao Yesi stood in front of the trash can with mixed feelings. After hesitating for a while, he took out his mobile phone to check the price of the shoes.
Individuals, hours, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands... This is wrong, definitely wrong, try again. Individuals, hours, hundreds...
When Zhao Yesi counted to the third time, he just wanted to grab his hair and throw himself into the trash can.
Unfortunately, Zhao Yexi tried several times but failed. After thinking about it, he called a friend of his who was also into shoes.
"Fuck, Zhao Yesi, you really stepped on it?" The buddy said in disbelief, "How dare you! Give me that shoe, I have to hold it even when I sleep!"
"I didn't think too much about it at the time." Zhao Yesi was very depressed. "But he wouldn't throw his shoes away just because they were stepped on twice, right?"
"You don't understand. These treasure shoes have no soul after they are washed."
"Should I compensate him?" Zhao Yesi felt a little pained. "It's not like I can't afford to pay him hundreds of thousands of dollars."
"Let's talk about this later. I'll be over to your place soon. Pick up your shoes and wait for me. From now on, you're my real dad!"
Zhao Yesi hung up the phone decisively. He stared at the sneakers in the trash can, trying to imagine them as pink RMB. He grabbed the almost brand new shoelaces and pulled them out with a swift, precise, and ruthless move.
Because it was too fast, he lost his grip and the sneakers fell to the ground, landing right next to his feet.
Zhao Yesi couldn't help but straighten his feet so that they were touching his sneakers.
...Fuck, why is it so much bigger!
The next day, Gong Juren actually brought Zhao Yexi afternoon tea. He brought a dessert from a popular online shop, a teddy bear-shaped cake. It was cute and delicious, perfect for a macho man like Zhao Yexi.
Zhao Yesi didn't expect Gong Juren to be serious. Since they had already bought the cake, he couldn't refuse, so he said, "How much is the cake? I'll give it to you."
"No need," Gong Juren said, "just invite me back next time."
Zhao Yesi had already planned to treat all colleagues in the department to afternoon tea. "That's fine."
Gong Juren saw that Lu Huangzhi's workstation was empty, and knowingly asked, "Where's Mr. Lu?"
"He went to Professor Liang's office."
Gong Juren said casually, "Does Mr. Lu have any opinion about me?"
Zhao Yesi felt strange, "I don't know."
"Is it because of the last meeting? Because he and I disagree?"
"Then you'll have to ask him."
Gong Juren sighed and said, "It would be such a shame if a handsome guy disliked me because of something like this."
Zhao Yesi looked at him strangely, "Have you split?"
"No," Gong Juren said, "I've been tested, and everything is fine."
"Oh, I just smelled tea and thought it was your pheromones."
Gong Juren didn't understand what Zhao Yexi meant and smiled, "I usually prefer green tea."
Zhao Yesi tried hard not to laugh out loud, "How about you talk to him more in the future? He likes to be talkative and clingy."
Gong Juren was surprised and asked, "Really?"
"He said so himself."
Gong Juren thought about it and shook his head: "I don't believe it. There must be a lot of guys like him who are willing to throw themselves at him. He must have been tired of it a long time ago."
Zhao Yesi shrugged, "Believe it or not."
During the break after dinner, Lu Huangzhi was optimizing the research plan when he suddenly heard a blood-soaked roar.
"Ah——" Zhao Yesi stood up with a bang, his hand still holding the phone, his pupils dilated, and he looked dumbfounded.
Lu Huangzhi thought something serious had happened, so he walked over to him and asked, "What happened?"
Zhao Yesi slowly raised his head, his expression looking like he was about to cry: "I just lost two million happy beans in one go!"
Lu Huangzhi: “…”
"I won so many games to get these two million. I saved up so many happy beans for a long time, and I lost them all in one go! I shouldn't have done the super double!" Zhao Yesi rolled his eyes and slumped down in the chair in despair, looking like he had lost all hope in life.
Lu Huangzhi lowered his head, put the back of his hand against his lips, and his shoulders trembled slightly.
Zhao Yexi said angrily: "You're still laughing?!"
Lu Huangzhi, who was discovered, began to laugh openly: "How many happy beans do you want? I will top it up for you."
"You know shit," Zhao Yesi said, clutching his chest. "Is this a matter of money?"
"Don't be angry," Lu Huangzhi grabbed Zhao Yesi's hand and placed it on his lower abdomen, "Let me feel your abdominal muscles."
Zhao Yesi shook off Lu Huangzhi's hand and said, "Who the hell wants to touch your abs? I want the happy beans!"
"Then I'll charge you, but you don't want it."
"I told you it's not a matter of charging money!"
"So what's the problem?"
Zhao Yesi was completely furious: "You don't understand!"
"How can I understand if you don't tell me?"
The two of them repeated meaningless and meaningless conversations, but Lu Huangzhi was not bored at all. Instead, he enjoyed it.
After witnessing all this, Gong Juren felt strange: Could it be that Lu Huangzhi really likes people who talk a lot?
It wasn't until the afternoon when work started that Zhao Yexi finally recovered from the shadow of Happy Beans' bankruptcy. He looked at his hands, feeling something was not right.
Did he touch something just now?
...What was it?
Never mind, it must be an illusion.
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