Women's clothing giants are all in love

Two 10 minutes ago.

After the brief conversation with Wen's father was over, Wen Liang took little Corgi downstairs for a walk in silence, unexpectedly running into an acquaintance on the way.

At that time, Wen Liang had just finished picking up shit. He looked down at the bag of dog shit in his hand, and then at Luo Yuancheng, who was wearing a down jacket and holding a garbage bag in his hand. He just appeared in the mouth of his parents. He couldn't help crying and laughing. .

This is too coincidental.

Luo Yuancheng threw the trash and came over.

Although the two hadn't talked much since they graduated from junior high school, Luo Yuancheng had always been familiar with each other, and there was no embarrassment in speaking: "Long time no see, Wen Liang, you are working in City A right now, and you just returned home today?"

"Yeah," now that he said hello, Wen Liang chatted naturally, "I heard that you recently came out to start a business with a friend?"

"Yes, your parents told you," Luo Yuancheng said meaningfully, "My mother and your mother seem to be in frequent contact recently."

Luo Yuancheng has a very righteous appearance. When he was studying, he was also full of bookishness. He looked very obedient. He didn't expect that he would have such a rebellious taste when he grew up.

Seeing that he talked about that matter without hesitation, Wen Liang also smiled and said without changing his face: "Don't worry about my mother, she is just making a fuss."

Luo Yuancheng raised his eyebrows: "Why, it seems that you look down on me very much. Your parents seem to be quite satisfied with me."

Wen Liang was a little surprised: "Why have you changed so much?"

This man speaks much more presumptuously than before.

Luo Yuancheng laughed loudly, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Now is the real me. I used to pretend. After holding back for 22 years, I really don't want to continue pretending for the rest of my life."

Wen Liang restrained his capacity.

He heard from his mother that Luo Yuancheng seemed to have come out to his family four years ago.

Whether the process of coming out of the closet went smoothly or not is unknown to outsiders, but hearing what Luo Yuancheng said, it must have taken a lot of effort.

Luo Yuancheng said enthusiastically: "Let's not talk about this. I was really moved when my mother mentioned you. Are you in Huanyou Technology now? Don't you plan to go back to your hometown to develop?"

"I'm an assistant, mostly administrative work, and I'm not particularly good at technology." Wen Liang said euphemistically.

Luo Yuancheng is a person who is not too tactful: "We just lack an administrative person here! It's all about technology, and no one can do administrative work!"

He seized the opportunity, and immediately Balabala introduced the project he and his friends were developing—of course, he wouldn’t just mention the core to Wen Liang so easily—when talking about work, Luo Yuancheng’s eyes seemed to be shining, It can be seen that he has considerable enthusiasm and confidence in this project.

Wen Liang should interrupt him.

I didn't plan to go to other people's company, and I asked them to introduce themselves, which is a bit unkind.

However, I don't know what happened today. At first, he didn't have time to change the topic. Later, when Luo Yuancheng continued, he actually listened absent-mindedly.

"...So the technical team is actually quite complete, but administratively, I really can't find someone who can take care of things, ah, but I want to recruit another team after this project is over..." Luo Yuancheng said to himself Then he squatted down and picked up the little corgi.

This guy has been a person who has been very focused on the things he likes since before. Even though the two are not so familiar with each other, Wen Liang believes that once Luo Yuancheng makes a move, he will be able to make his career a success.

Yan Huainan is actually such a person.

However, Yan Huainan is two points more calm than Luo Yuancheng, and he will be very thoughtful when planning everything.

Together, these two should have a lot to talk about.

Wen Liang watched Luo Yuancheng's hair whirling, thinking wildly.

In the end, he came up with whatever he wanted—the next second, his phone vibrated, and it turned out that it was Yan Huainan who called.

Wen Liang was a little surprised.

Yan Huainan usually doesn't bother him during the holidays. There shouldn't be any urgent work in the company recently?

He was thinking silently, and suddenly, the last words this man said to him before New Year's Day came to mind, and Wen Liang's face changed slightly.

"After New Year's Day is over, let's talk."

Wen Liang pursed her lips.

What exactly is Yan Huainan planning to talk to him about?

Unexpectedly, Wen Liang's instinct also made Wen Liang resist this agreement.

...But now that New Year's Day has not yet passed, Yan Huainan should not do such a thing as temporarily advancing the conversation.

After some hesitation, Wen Liang sighed, and answered the phone in a compromised way: "...Mr. Yan?"

On the other side of the phone, Yan Huainan was silent for a moment, and said in a hoarse voice, "Wen Liang."

Wen Liang hadn't had time to hear the following, squatting on the ground, Luo Yuancheng, who didn't realize that Wen Liang picked up the phone, finally finished introducing his company, and raised his head and said: "——Wen Liang, you really don't think about coming back here to talk to me. What am I doing together?"

His eyes were very sincere, and when he noticed Wen Liang's cell phone next to his ear, he froze for a moment, and quickly made an embarrassed gesture.

Hearing the cold, he choked.

——The timing is too coincidental.

I don't know if Yan Huainan heard this sentence, but Wen Liang suddenly felt a very subtle feeling in his heart, probably it could be regarded as a guilty conscience.

He took a deep breath, smiled at Luo Yuancheng to indicate that it was okay, then turned sideways, and said, "Cough, I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, what can I do?"

"..." Yan Huainan fell silent.

It seems that he should have heard it.

Wen Liang closed her eyes, a little embarrassed.

He turned his head with difficulty, wanting to explain, when Yan Huainan asked in a low voice, "Are you meeting with friends?"

"...No, I was walking the dog downstairs and chatted with acquaintances when I met them," Wen Liang tried to ease the topic, "My friend also opened a game company recently, so we chatted about recruiting people by the way— —”

"—so, my assistant was poached?"

Yan Huainan suddenly asked.

He asked too directly, Wen Liang was stunned.

They couldn't see each other's expressions even after a phone call. In theory, this man wouldn't ask such questions seriously.

So although his tone was as calm as ever, he should be joking.

You must be joking, right?

Wen Liang thought uncertainly.

He opened his mouth, but without waiting for his answer, the man asked softly again in an indistinct tone: "Also a 'good friend'?"

Wen Liang: "..."

Wen Liang is not sure if Yan Huainan is joking now.

He glanced at Luo Yuancheng.

This guy should have guessed the identity of the other end of the phone when he heard the word "Mr. Yan", and he was scratching his cheek embarrassingly at the moment.

Wen Liang rubbed his forehead, thought for a while, and deliberately said in a very relaxed tone: "Boss Yan, are you kidding me?"

With the tacit understanding between the two of them, Yan Huainan should smile at this time and let this topic pass.

This man has always been smart and can quickly receive the signals released by others.

But I didn't expect that the man today was not very cooperative.

He answered directly in a low voice:

"No."

Wen Liang froze slightly.

The simple and neat two words made him stay in place.

...not kidding.

The fingers moved slightly, as if seeking perception.

And the first time the consciousness returned, what I felt was a numbness rising from the fingertips.

Wen Liang remembers very clearly that when a core member of the company was poached, the two parties probably had a good deal in private. After Yan Huainan knew about it, he was too lazy to talk nonsense while ensuring that the ongoing project would not be affected. , go directly to the program.

People who want to leave after thinking about it won't be able to stay, and it's useless to force them to stay.

This man has always been decisive in his career.

Of course, Wen Liang knew that Luo Yuancheng's words today would not make Yan Huainan serious, so he thought that this man should not be too entangled in this topic.

But did not expect ...

Hearing the coolness for a while, he was a little dumb.

Suddenly, some thought faintly flashed through his mind, making his heart beat faster quietly.

He lowered his head, ground his toes on the ground, and said softly: "...Mr. Yan, I never thought of changing jobs."

"Company benefits are great, the future is bright, and the co-workers are fun."

Yan Huainan waited, but did not wait for the next sentence, and asked in a low voice as if dissatisfied: "Where is the boss?"

"Boss..." A heart warmed up following Yan Huainan's questioning, Wen Liang said, "The boss is also very nice."

"friendzoned?"

This big straight man actually knows this word.

"The boss is very professional and takes good care of his employees. He is a good boss." The corners of Wen Liang's lips began to sink slightly.

"It's still a good person card." The man said.

Wen Liang put one hand into his trouser pocket, and asked solemnly, "What card does Boss Yan want?"

"What other cards can I choose?" The man also asked solemnly.

Wen Liang laughed out loud.

Hearing him laugh, Yan Huainan also laughed.

Wen Liang's tone lightened up: "Mr. Yan, did you call today to make me happy?"

"I originally wanted to talk about other things, but I didn't expect to hear that someone was going to poach my assistant's corner as soon as I got through the phone," Yan Huainan said quite seriously, with that cute taste again, "Wenzhu, the company needs it very much." you."

Wen Liang suppressed a smile: "Okay, I understand, boss."

"The company is also planning to continue to raise your salary next year, and it should be a lot."

Wen Liang continued to suppress a smile: "Okay, thank you boss."

Yan Huainan said solemnly: "You don't need to thank me, your performance is seen by the whole company, and your salary increase is approved through the formal review process, it's not something I can just add to you if I want to. "

Wen Liang couldn't help it anymore, he said with a smile: "Mr. Yan, has anyone told you that sometimes there is no need to give credit too much, it will make it easier for people to fall in love with you."

Yan Huainan suddenly fell silent.

Wen Liang realized what he said, and came back to his senses, clearing his throat.

Just as he was about to change the subject in embarrassment, the man suddenly asked in a low voice, like muttering to himself: "Is that so?"

Wen Liang was taken aback.

In the cold wind, the two of them didn't speak for a moment, they just quietly passed each other's breath on the phone.

Wen Liang's throat was a little dry, and the cold wind poured into his throat from the nasal cavity, making him want to drink some water.

Dizzy from being slapped on the head by the wind, Wen Liang turned around subconsciously, and met Luo Yuancheng's probing and meaningful eyes who were squatting on the ground.

Wen Liang collected himself, and said in a hoarse voice: "...Mr. Yan?"

Yan Huainan seemed to have recovered.

He said softly: "It's nothing. I called you today just to tell you... Remember to come back early and go to work on time on Tuesday."

Probably because I realized that I said this, and I was very puzzled.

Yan Huainan finally said in a soft tone:

"I'll wait for you here."

City A.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Huainan stood silently by the window for a while.

A minute later, he turned around abruptly, picked up a coat from a hanger, and made another call.

This time the call was quickly picked up, and Luo Hui on the other end struggled out from the crowd of children, and shouted in relief, "What do you say?"

Yan Huainan smiled lowly, and said, "Come out for a drink, and I'll ask you something by the way."

"Okay," Luo Hui couldn't wish for being able to get away from the crowd of children. He had just finished answering, and then asked sensitively, "Why, are you in a good mood?"

Yan Huainan opened the door of the room, and walked out with big strides, with a sense of comprehension in his steps.

He responded with a smile: "Well, it should be considered."

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