Can the TSN set by Fairy Tale have a happy end?

"Wardo, where did your pen go?" Mark seemed to be in front of Wardo from the swivel chair a few meters away in an instant.

"Sorry, what did you say?" One of the lawyers stares at Mark blankly, like he's thinking about enjoying his weekend tomorrow when the world is ending.

"Your pen, Wardo, where's the pen I gave you?" Mark stares at Eduardo, nervous as never before.

Eduardo looks at him for a few seconds, then pats himself on the back of the head as if suddenly remembered:

"I kept thinking about catching my flight when I was changing. I probably forgot it in the pocket of the old suit. Why are you asking?"

"Is there something special about that pen?" another lawyer joked.

"That's right," Mark's answer was very serious, "If you don't have it now, then we'll talk about the contract later."

Both Eduardo and the two lawyers were puzzled: "But..."

"Wardo, go back and find your pen," Mark said and turned to the two lawyers who had already stayed. "You go and tell Peter Thiel to let him wait a few more days. Eduardo will sign the contract soon. If he doesn't agree, I'm sorry , the cooperation is cancelled."

"What are you talking about!? Does it make a difference which pen I sign with? Are you crazy Mark?" Eduardo stood up suddenly, and he found that he still couldn't understand Mark's behavior many times.

"Go back right away and find that pen, that's the only way to save the situation." Mark stared at him.

"Hello? We're still here, don't forget whose office you're using now!" Seeing that things were getting more and more unpredictable, the lawyers cut off Mark and Eduardo's connected eyes loudly.

"I'm the CEO, I have the final say." Mark finished speaking and pushed the door away without looking back.

"God..." Eduardo glanced at the two lawyers, determined to find the pen right now.

As long as Eduardo can remember, he has had an inexplicable fear of pencils, pens, ballpoint pens and even quills. At first he couldn't tell why, but since he started learning to write, he gradually discovered the reason.

The process of learning to write is very painful for Eduardo, because no matter how many positions his hand holds the pen, as long as he writes for too long (3 minutes is the maximum limit), he will be scratched by the pen for no reason. An innate fear of pens of all kinds.He tried many methods, such as wrapping several layers of soft sponge on the outside of the pen, using a soft pen whose barrel shakes from side to side when writing, and even holding the pen directly in the palm of his hand to write like grinding, but it didn’t work. Let the other places on the hand add new injuries.

Later he met Mark, and Mark seemed to easily solve this problem that had troubled him for more than ten years.

"Hey, Wardo, try writing with this pen!" One day a few years ago, Mark uncharacteristically rushed into Eduardo's single dormitory and held up a pen that surprised Eduardo in front of him. Eduardo narrowed his eyes to examine the pen in front of him, and felt Mark's bright eyes staring at him at the same time, joy and excitement came over him.

"Well, this pen, I have to say, is...beautiful," Eduardo gently squeezed the extremely small looking bottle hanging from the barrel, and he noticed that there was still a small roll in the small bottle The paper was tied with a very thin red string, "It's very delicate, but shouldn't this be for girls?"

That's right, that pen, it's pink.

But noticing Mark's immediately gloomy face, he sat down obediently and took out a piece of paper to scribble.

Strangely, the moment he held the pen, a sense of joy rose from his heart. He didn't feel pain as usual when writing. In fact, he didn't feel any discomfort in his hands after writing continuously for half an hour.Of course, Mark has been watching from the sidelines during this time, and when Eduardo puts down his pen contentedly, he calms down a little and grinned.

"Thank you, Mark, this pen will help me a lot."

"It's what I should do." Mark showed a look of "it's just a small thing", they chatted a little more, and then Mark pulled his slippers and left.

Since then, Eduardo has been inseparable from this pen. He takes it with him no matter what he attends, so people can often see a boy in an expensive suit with a girly pen in his pocket.

There is no way around it, Eduardo didn't think about changing the appearance of the pen, he thought he had to remove the little thing like a drifting bottle, but after taking it off and writing with it, his hands started to hurt again , even worse than before, so he didn't dare to touch other parts except changing the refill.

Eduardo vaguely remembers that the last time Mark acted so aggressively was a year ago, when Dustin suddenly decided to launch the nth "pen body attack" on his pen but was irresponsible after showing the pen to others lost it.It happened that Eduardo was going to sign an application that day, but he had no choice but to sign with an ordinary pen.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, Eduardo's right arm was bandaged the next day. Mark scolded Dustin severely, then mobilized everyone in the dormitory to look for the pen, and finally found it in the campus pool.

Eduardo remembered that within a second of finding the pen, Mark did two things, one was to throw the wet pen to himself, and the other was to push Dustin into the sink.

After that accident, Dustin never thought of writing a pen again. Fortunately, the pen is still usable, otherwise who knows how Mark will get back at Dustin.

But Eduardo still thinks that Mark is too reckless this time, just signing his name will not cause any great harm, and besides, it is related to the operation of the company, even if his arm is broken, he has to sign.

Mark values ​​Facebook more than anything else, and Eduardo knows him.What he didn't understand was why Mark didn't let himself sign it, after all, it was just a name.

With a stomach full of doubts, Eduardo finally decided to find the pen first.He flew back on the latest flight and headed straight for the suit he had left on the bed, but unfortunately it wasn't there.For the next few hours he searched every corner, even the ceiling, but the pen was nowhere to be found.

Just when Eduardo was so anxious that he lay down on the bed with his head in his hands, his phone rang, and it was Mark.

"Have you found it?" The other party's tone was calm, but there was anxiety that couldn't be concealed.

Eduardo ruffled his chicken coop hair and made a quick decision.

He is going to lie.

"I found it, it's here..." In order not to arouse Mark's suspicion, he wanted to describe the details so that the lie would appear believable, but Mark immediately interrupted him:

"Great, hurry up and fly over to sign!"

Eduardo let out a long sigh after putting down the phone, then grabbed his coat and rushed out, no, not to buy a plane ticket, this can wait a little longer, the most he hopes right now is to find a store that is still open, so that he can find a pen The pen tricked Mark.However, this wish is not easy to realize in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, Eduardo found a small shop dozens of miles away from his home, he paid immediately, and rushed out under the surprised eyes of the cashier.

When Eduardo arrives again he wishes Mark wasn't there, but that's obviously not possible. Mark was standing at the door to greet him, Mark was standing at the door to greet him, and he had to try not to look at Mark too guilty.

"Really found it?" Mark asked in disbelief.

Eduardo raised the pen in his hand and rushed into the company quickly, Mark followed without asking any more questions.

"Wait a minute, this isn't the one I gave you." Just as Eduardo was praying that Mark wouldn't see it while approaching the contract as fast as he could, Mark's words made Eduardo stunned.

"I really don't understand your thoughts. It's just a pen. Are you going to sign it now?" The lawyer's tone became serious.

"If you can't find that pen, Wardo won't sign it." Mark's attitude was obviously more determined, which made Eduardo very annoyed, he waved the counterfeit in his hand and said:

"Mark, what the hell is going on with you? Just signing a contract and being so careful? I honestly don't know where I lost the pen, I'm sorry, but…"

"Hey, what happened here?" Sean, who had been watching for a long time, finally couldn't help pushing the door open.

It is estimated that among Sean's countless interventions, this one is the one that Eduardo doesn't hate the most.

"Mark won't let me sign the contract because I can't find a damn pen." Eduardo replies grimly.

"Oh," Sean said meaningfully, looking at Mark, "can you explain why?"

Mark lifted his chin high at this moment and didn't speak.

Several people froze in silence for a while, and then Sean said:

"Where did you lose it?" He looks at Eduardo.

Eduardo tried hard to remember: "Well, I thought I forgot it in my change of clothes, but now it seems that I lost it on the way here, but where exactly..."

"Okay," Sean said with an unseemly smile, "then what are we waiting for?"

As he said that, he pushed the door smartly and went out. A few minutes later, nearly half of Facebook's employees went to look for pens under the building.

Eduardo resents Sean's "I'm the boss" look, but he decides to fight the urge to punch Sean anyway.

"Gentlemen," the long-forgotten lawyer said leisurely at this time, "now our boss is worried that you are playing tricks, and he is considering whether to cancel your funding."

"Please wait a little longer, we promise to sign soon." Eduardo said and pulled Mark out, after all, the more people you look for, the more chances you will find.

"Oh, look, the CEO and the CFO are here, looking for them with wide-eyed eyes, and if you find them, you will be rewarded!" Sean saw the two people coming down from the stairs, boosting morale in his special way.

"Remember anything special that happened on the way here?" Mark asked him.

"Uh, it seems that I bumped into someone at the corner over there..."

"Go and see."

Eduardo can feel Mark's anxiety, he knows what's going to happen if he doesn't sign the contract sooner, but…

"Mark?"

"what?"

"I believe that signing my name will not do anything to me."

"Of course." Mark mumbles, eyes still scanning the ground.

"I don't understand why you won't let me sign! What will Facebook do if that damn pen is never found?"

"Then who do you think caused this situation?" Mark began to speak faster, "If you hadn't lost your pen, the contract would have been signed long ago, and I don't have to leave a pile of work in the office to come here Find a pen!"

"I signed the contract without the pen, now if you don't mind I'm going back to sign the contract!" Eduardo finished angrily, turned to leave.

"Wait! You can't sign! The pen hasn't been found yet!"

"What? Am I going to die if I don't use that pen?" Eduardo was completely anxious.

Mark looks more anxious than Eduardo, but he still answers Eduardo's question seriously (obviously he took Eduardo's angry words as a question):

"I don't know, but maybe..."

"Hey, you two, thank me quickly, I found the pen!" Sean ran over with that ridiculous pen in his hand, and the feathers on the pen fluttered in the wind.

"Great, now we're going to get that shit out of here!"

"Wait a minute, something seems to be missing..."

"God!" Eduardo rolled his eyes, ran forward a few steps and intercepted the pen in Sean's hand before running back, ignoring Mark's shout.

It was only when Eduardo was signing that he realized that there was indeed something missing from the pen, the delicate bottle-like thing was gone.However, it's just a decoration, so what's the difference?

So the first thing that comes to Eduardo's mind when he wakes up is: Never think something unimportant is unimportant, even if it's just a miniature bottle.