In the name of array

After making the phone call, Zhao Jie looked at the pile of documents on the desk, frowned, and planned to leave work with his coat on. He picked up the phone on the table, saw the red dot on the profile picture of the chasing film work group, clicked went in.

This work group was set up by Gao Ling, and it is composed of the heads of various departments and groups. It is specially used to communicate information and convey work. He has never seen it since he set the Do Not Disturb message.

When the screen was pulled, the message stayed 2 minutes ago.

It is the product group manager who is in charge of the CUE technical department. Lao Wang: @元开, there is a function that needs to be added, see the requirements document for details.

After a while Yuan Kai replied: When do you want it?

Lao Wang: The original time remains unchanged.

Yuan Kai: Picture, supper is your arrangement.

Zhao Jie clicked on the picture and saw that it was the scene of the entire technical department working overtime.

Lao Wang: Arrange immediately.

Zhao Xie checked the time, and it was almost 10 o'clock. Zhao Xie picked up his cellphone jacket and walked towards Tower B.

Zhao Jie first went back to his office to get a document, then walked to the entrance of the technical department, knocked on the door of the technical department and said, "Choose a place for supper, I'll invite you."

The programmers in the technical department were working overtime and got carried away. Suddenly they heard a voice at the door, and they all looked up. The boss coughed lightly: "Where's Li Xiucheng?"

Everyone woke up like a dream. He An was sitting near the door, and he was the first to react. He immediately said, "He and Wang Wei left as soon as they got off work."

Zhao Xie nodded and said to Yuan Kai: "Pass the cash within 5K to Lin Jia from the Finance Department, and ask him to transfer it from my account."

Boss Zhao came and went like a shadow, leaving the cheers from the technical department in the office.

Ten minutes later, Zhao Jie's vehicle appeared at the entrance of Hexin Tianxia's underground garage. When he slowed down and entered the barrier, he saw a familiar figure in the rearview mirror entering a bar called Huiyin across the street.

The gate was raised, Zhao Jie drove the car slowly into the dedicated parking space, stopped and turned off the engine, but did not get out of the car.

He lit a cigarette, and the cold peppermint eagerly choked into his lungs, trying to cover up the deepest panic in his heart.

Will it be him?

He seldom smoked, and only lit one when he was having the hardest time.

He leaned back on the leather seat, closed his eyes, and let the dizziness of the first puff hit his brain nerves like waves at high tide.

The long but clear memory is like a blunt knife, constantly pulling at the tip of his heart, like a wall full of thorns and thorns, trapping him in boundless darkness.

His broken body may not be able to afford another disappointment after hope.

When Li Xiucheng walked into this bar, a figure stood up from a small card for two people and waved to him.

Li Xiucheng walked over and sat down opposite him. The man heaved a sigh of relief when he saw him and said, "I ran away without saying a word. Let me find it easily."

At this time, a waiter came over, Li Xiucheng ordered a cup of 'Absolute', and when the waiter left, Li Xiucheng said with a trace of apology, "I'm sorry, Yuan Ze."

Yuan Ze, in his thirties, wears gold-rimmed glasses and has a refined demeanor. He is the CTO of Yunqi Technology, and even his immediate boss when he was at Yunqi.

The lighting in the bar is dim and soft, and the slightly hoarse voice of the resident singer accompanied by the beautiful melody spreads the tearing emotions to every corner of the bar.

Yuan Ze looked at the young man in casual clothes in front of him. This man obviously got off after answering the phone. The astonishment when he just answered the phone was gone in Rushui's eyes. His face was still as calm and indifferent as before, as if he had suffered injustice. It's not his average.

He always looks like this, as if he cares about everything, but also doesn't seem to care about anything.

Yuan Ze smiled wryly: "It's me who should say sorry."

The waiter brought the wine, a glass of tea-colored wine, with ice cubes and a slice of orange in the glass.

Li Xiucheng touched the cup with Yuan Ze's wine glass lightly: "How did you find me?"

Li Xiucheng took a sip of the wine. On the tip of his tongue, the refreshing vodka first came out, followed by the spicy rum, and a hint of pine nuts, and finally the lingering fragrance of oranges.

Yuan Ze looked very tired. He picked up his wine glass and took a big sip and said, "You are really ruthless, and all your phone and WeChat have been blocked. After I returned to China, I found that you were not in the company. Lost contact, did you set Do Not Disturb for unfamiliar numbers?"

Li Xiucheng nodded.

Yuan Ze said again: "I really had no choice, so I asked Fang Xu."

Li Xiucheng said in a low voice, "There is a tracker in that power bank."

This is Yunqi's business scope.

Yuan Ze said lightly: "I have exhausted all my eighteen martial arts skills to find you. I want your property lady to call you with this old face."

Li Xiucheng picked up the cup and clinked with Yuan Ze again: "It's been hard work."

At this time, the number of customers in the bar gradually increased, filling up the seats in the bar one after another, and a tall figure sat next to them.

The resident singer is singing: "From a place where there is nothing, to a place where there is nothing, we walk on the road as if nothing happened."

Yuan Ze chuckled, trying to make himself look calm, just like the young man in front of him: "Can you tell me what trouble you have encountered?"

Li Xiucheng also smiled, took another sip of wine, and finally said, "It's nothing."

When Yuan Ze heard this sentence, there seemed to be a crack on his indifferent face. Seeing that the crack was getting bigger and bigger, he finally sneered and said, "Nothing?"

Li Xiucheng lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Yuan Ze drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and called the waiter to order wine.

In the long silence, only the singing continued: "I also had a dream, and then I was even more lonely. In fact, there is nothing we left behind."*

Yuan Ze drank two glasses of wine while singing, yes, they had nothing.

But he was not reconciled, and he hadn't had time to express his feelings.

He said in a hoarse voice: "It took two years of hard work, so you don't want it if you don't want it?"

Li Xiucheng drank the last sip from his glass and said, "Didn't it land successfully? I saw it on TV."

Yuan Ze stared into Li Xiucheng's eyes and said, "But it has nothing to do with you."

Li Xiucheng: "These are not important."

Yuan Ze roared in a low voice: "It's not important? We created it together. Did you say it's not important if it's not important? Have you ever cared about my feelings? I, I like you, can't you see it?"

This roar seemed to have exhausted all of Yuan Ze's strength. He stood up excitedly, propped his hands on the edge of the table, and leaned forward in the direction of Li Xiucheng. The veins on his forehead bulged, his eyes were slightly red, and he stared at Li Xiucheng. .

Hara Ze likes him?

Is Hara Ze gay?

Li Xiucheng was stunned for a while, Yuan Ze saw Li Xiucheng's surprised expression, he sneered, fell back into the seat, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "So you really didn't see it."

Li Xiucheng didn't know how to answer so as not to make the scene more embarrassing.

Yuan Ze continued to say: "It turns out that I have been in your blind spot, so no matter what I do, I can't leave traces in your world."

Li Xiucheng sighed lightly and said, "You seem to have drunk too much, Yuan Ze."

Hara Ze: "I want to come out of your blind spot, can you see me?"

Li Xiucheng was silent for a while and said, "I'll call a car for you, where do you live?"

Yuan Ze: "You are really ruthless."

Li Xiucheng didn't speak.

Yuan Ze was silent for a long time again, as if he had made a decision, he put away all the unbearable emotions, and returned to his usual demeanor, saying: "I will stay here for a few days, as a friend, I have come all the way to see Should you invite me to dinner?"

Li Xiucheng nodded: "On Saturday, you choose a place."

Yuan Ze looked at the empty wine glass on the table and asked, "Would you like to drink more?"

Li Xiucheng: "No, I have to go to work tomorrow."

Yuan Ze raised his hand and looked at his watch. The pointer had reached 11.20. He asked Li Xiucheng, "Then let's go."

After attracting the waiter to pay the bill, he asked, "Which company did you join?"

Li Xiucheng didn't have the habit of scrambling to pay the bill. He released Yuan Ze from the blacklist, transferred him the money for the drink, and got up: "A small company that makes games, which hotel are you staying at?"

Yuan Ze looked at Li Xiucheng in surprise, but he didn't express any opinion on Li Xiucheng's going to the game company, he just said: "H Hotel."

Hotel H is not far from the financial center.

At this moment, Yuan Ze's mobile phone ding-dong, Yuan Ze took out the mobile phone, and saw the wine money transferred by Li Xiucheng in the dialog box that refused to accept the message, he smiled wryly and clicked to collect the money: "Let's go."

The two walked towards the entrance of the Qing Bar together. When they reached the entrance, Li Xiucheng stopped a car for Yuan Ze: "See you that Saturday."

After watching Yuan Ze's taxi leave, Li Xiucheng took out his phone and ordered a takeaway.

The takeaway he ordered for dinner tasted average, so he didn't eat much.

When he was immersed in writing the code, he was surprised when he suddenly received a call from Yuan Ze, and he was surprised again when he heard Yuan Ze confess his love to him. Now he just wants to eat snail powder to calm his shock.

The first time he ate snail noodles was taken away by Yan Yu.

Because the sour bamboo shoots and snail soup of snail noodles have a unique taste, especially the special smell of sour bamboo shoots has dissuaded many people. Li Xiucheng was originally one of them. I'm eating S.

Why eat it in the aisle, because the unique smell of snail noodles is so powerful that it lingers for three days, as if what Yan Yu brings back is not snail noodles, but biochemical weapons, and Li Xiucheng and other roommates will always keep Yan Yu out.

Once he made a bet with Yan Yu, and the bet was that if Li Xiucheng lost, he would eat a bowl of snail noodles.

Of course, Li Xiucheng lost.

Li Xiucheng has always said one thing, so he is naturally willing to admit defeat, and went to eat snail noodles with the determination of a strong man to break his wrist.

Tiangong always likes to slap his face. Li Xiucheng was shocked by the sourness and freshness after taking the first bite. Since then, the sour bamboo shoots that Li Xiucheng thought were biochemical weapons have become unique and delicious.

Later, when Yan Yu ate snail noodles in the aisle, he was no longer alone.

After Li Xiucheng got home, he didn't have to wait long for the takeaway to arrive. Li Xiucheng saw that it was nearly 12 midnight, thinking that the neighbors should be asleep, so he moved a small stool, closed the door of 1607, and sat in the aisle to eat.

Although he loves to eat snail noodles, he doesn't want the smell of snail noodles to linger in his home, after all, he has to go to work tomorrow.

The aisle is ventilated, and there should be no smell tomorrow morning.

The snail soup was fresh with hot and sour bamboo shoots. He specially added an extra portion of sour bamboo shoots. Li Xiucheng started to salivate just as soon as he opened the takeaway bag.

Zhao Jie sat on the one-table seat of Huiyin and drank his last glass of wine with his head down. The deep brim of his baseball hat blocked all disturbances.

He didn't know why he was sitting here.

But he knew what it meant when Li Xiucheng asked which hotel to go to when he and the stranger both left half an hour ago.

Especially this elegant and personable man just confessed his love to Li Xiucheng emotionally, the voice was so loud that he even heard him at the next table.

Although he didn't hear their next conversation, the hotel they agreed upon when they left said everything.

Doesn't he have a boyfriend?

Hehe, no wonder he doesn't care about Lin Ke'er's poaching in person.

It turns out that the desolate/excessively corrupt/rotten life is his essence.

How could such a person be him?

Zhao Jie put the cup heavily on the table, paid the bill and left.

The author has something to say:

Both of the computers at home were broken~ I experienced the feeling of typing amidst the cheers of e-sports.

Tomorrow's chapter will drop normally.

*The lyrics in this article come from Yang Zongwei's "Actually None", babies remember to listen to the song politely and comment civilly.