Two-dimensional society may also fall in love!

Probably because milk and fruit really help sleep, Ruan Cunyun had a good night's sleep, got up energetically and changed his clothes, and started his day's work in a heroic manner.

His main task today is to stand in the company's booth, introduce the company's products and services to those who come to consult, and try to make them become customers.

Ruan Cunyun stood next to the old staff and studied for a day yesterday, and he almost knows how to do it.

There were not many guests in the morning, so Ruan Cunyun dragged people to talk a few times, and it became very fluent.

He was already familiar with the company's product line, and the only difficulty was social fear, but he found that the guests were listening to him very carefully, and gradually he was not afraid.

Around noon, the number of people gradually increased. Ruan Cunyun devoted himself to explaining the work, but did not notice a man standing behind the crowd and listened to him for a long time.

After handing over the batch of guests to the marketing department, Ruan Cunyun drank half a glass of water to moisten his throat and met his father's eyes.

The cold water slid down his throat sourly, Ruan Cunyun frowned, his voice was still as rough as a cracked firewood: "If we want to quarrel, let's go out and quarrel."

A trace of pain flashed across Ruan's father's eyebrows, and he did not look directly at Ruan Cunyun with his hands behind his back: "Our company is a furniture manufacturer and we want to upgrade our products. Do you have any suggestions?"

Ruan Cunyun didn't expect him to speak on business, but he really seemed to come to seek cooperation.

Seeing that Ruan Cunyun didn't reply, Father Ruan raised his head to look at Ruan Cunyun this time, and pointed to the big screen hanging in the booth: "Can your intelligent voice system be used on furniture?"

Holding the seam of his trousers tightly with the hand on the Band-Aid, Ruan Cunyun lightly bit his lower lip and took a breath: "Can you tell us more about your company's product design concept and market positioning? We will provide the most suitable solution according to your needs." .”

Father Ruan paused, took the tablet from the secretary, and spoke in a nutshell.

Ruan Cunyun was a little absent-minded at first, all he could think about was why his father came again?Why did you only ask about business matters and not about yesterday's affairs?Did his mother know he was out?What kind of medicine was sold in the gourd for his father's actions?

However, the content on the tablet is clear, showing the major product lines of Father Ruan's company.

Ruan's father spoke concisely, clearly explaining the company's current situation, bottlenecks, and future plans, and Ruan Cunyun gradually listened.

It was only then that Ruan Cunyun realized that he never seemed to understand what his father's company was doing.

He wanted to escape very early on, and he avoided everything about his father, so there was no way he could learn about it.

This idea disappeared in a flash, and Ruan Cunyun settled down to think about how to solve the problem of the customer in front of him.

After Ruan's father finished speaking, Ruan Cunyun had almost thought about it.

He picked up the pen and tapped it on the screen: "I think Zhufang can help your company upgrade its products and services in three aspects. The first is the intelligence of the furniture itself. The built-in AI program can remember the user's experience habits, In order to automatically adjust to the best mode, such as lighting brightness, air conditioning temperature, etc. The second is the direction of integration, users can remotely control the furniture at home through a simple APP, suitable for families with children or pets, safe The status can also be effectively monitored. The third is that in the process of purchasing furniture, using VR/AR technology, users can choose the most suitable furniture size without leaving home, and can also carry out convenient decoration design to shorten the purchase time.”

After Ruan Cunyun finished speaking, a concise and clear plan was left on the paper, with clear rules and strong pertinence.

Father Ruan put his hand on the edge of the paper, and said for a long time, "I'm sorry."

Ruan Cunyun raised his head abruptly, his eyes wide open.

What his father said was a bit too sudden and inappropriate.

"You..." Father Ruan just said a word, but couldn't continue, and paused for a long time.

"You speak well. I didn't know you could speak so well."

Ruan Cunyun paused for a moment, then smiled lightly: "There are still many things you don't know."

For example, he won the second prize in amateur dance that was ignored by his parents when he was a child. For example, he has many cute fans on the Internet who like him wearing women's clothing.

It is numb.

"Yesterday, I thought a lot." Father Ruan said slowly, "I want to give you the best life and the shortest path to success, but this is not something I can decide."

Ruan's father thought of Ruan Cunyun's enthusiastic and joyful attitude when he introduced the product to others just now, and the clear and smooth thinking when he explained his suggestions to himself, and he realized that he seemed to have never looked at his son properly.

When Ruan Cunyun played the piano when he was a child, when he said the toast at the banquet, and when he performed at the New Year's dinner, Ruan's father never saw his smile on his son's face at the exhibition.

Truly radiant, passionate, poised and confident.Ruan Cunyun really loves his current job.

He insisted on ignoring Ruan Cunyun's side that really belonged to him, and wanted to shape him into a cube that stood upright, but he didn't realize that everyone is a spring of living water that cannot be imprisoned.

No matter what job the son does or who he likes, it is beyond the control of the parents.

Father Ruan smiled: "I think, if you were working in our company now, you would definitely not show the smile you had when you introduced the product to me just now."

Ruan Cunyun didn't know what to say, so he changed the topic abruptly: "So do you want to cooperate with our company? If so, I'll take you to a colleague from the marketing department."

"Yes, wait a while." Father Ruan put away the tablet, a little reluctant to let go of the topic just now, "I know it's useless to say anything now..."

Ruan's father took out a card and put it in Ruan Cunyun's hand, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened: "Giving money may be useless, but I still hope you can be happier. If you can think of a better way to compensate you, Tell me."

Holding the bank card, Ruan Cunyun was in a daze, his mind blank.

"Did you take the wrong medicine yesterday?" Ruan Cunyun couldn't figure it out, his father seemed to be a different person.

"Boss Qin is going to steal my son from me," Father Ruan said. "He knocked me awake with a hammer."

Qin Fanglu's move was too brilliant, he sneered at his face, and the effect was very strong. Ruan's father was old and held a high position, and no one had ever "educated" him like this.

He stared at the robot with real eyes and false eyes last night, and finally reflected on something.

Ruan Cunyun: "Huh?"

"I'm really bad, I need an outsider to tell me how to get along with my son." Ruan's father smiled bitterly, "Xiaoyun, I have ignored your true feelings for too long, you blame me, blame me, stay away from me, I understand."

His father was still immersed in his emotions, so it was not easy for Ruan Cunyun to ask Boss Qin what kind of medicine he had given him.

Ruan Cunyun only felt a little pain when the rounded corner of the bank card was pressed against his palm.

"I haven't told your mother that you like... things about men. She is busy recently, so I will find time to tell her." Ruan's father coughed, "Take a card to buy something you like. You live in Shenzhen alone, so be safe."

Ruan Cunyun: "...Oh."

Later, Ruan Cunyun checked and found that the money in the card was enough for him to buy a house in a prime location in Shenzhen City.

Father Ruan finally said: "If you meet a suitable person, you should take it home and have a look."

Ruan Cunyun changed the subject abruptly: "...the marketing department is over there, I'll take you there."

"Okay." Ruan's father put away his things neatly, and walked towards Zhufang's marketing department.

Ruan Cunyun was half a step behind, secretly looking at his father's profile.

When did this vigorous man start to have gray hair on his ears, and when did he start to have fine lines around his eyes?

The memory of his father seems to be blurred, the only sharp and clear image is his angry image.

But now, how could he smile wryly, and secretly slip a bank card into him.

Ruan Cunyun thought, after all these years, maybe no one has stopped growing.

Whether it is him or his father who is over fifty years old.

The deep valley that was split by a knife can never be healed, and the corrosion has been aggravated by the stiff years.

Fortunately in misfortune, although they were too late, they turned around and built a crude bridge.

The three-day exhibition itinerary passed in a flash

, this business trip was a great success and returned triumphantly.

On the last night, Zhu Han still didn't go to Cheng's bar. The company had a luxurious seafood buffet together, and everyone felt comfortable.

On the return flight, Ruan Cunyun and Qin Fanglu sat next to each other.

Taking the opportunity of handing over the juice, Qin Fanglu asked Ruan Cunyun naturally: "Is it better?"

The words were endless, but Ruan Cunyun knew what he was referring to.

"It's much better." Ruan Cunyun took a sip of orange juice, today's is sweet.

"My dad chatted with me a few words, and our relationship has broken the ice."

Qin Fanglu smiled and said "huh".

"Did my dad look for you?" Ruan Cunyun recalled this incident, and asked courageously, "Did you tell him something? He seems to have suddenly become enlightened."

"Boss Ruan wants to take you back to work in his company." Qin Fanglu told the truth without concealment, then paused, "I didn't say anything."

Qin Fanglu said in a joking tone: "I just let Mr. Ruan know that if he doesn't respect you well, you will be detained by me forever."

Ruan Cunyun was in a relaxed mood, so he dared to joke with Qin Fanglu: "President Qin doesn't need to detain me. I was born as Zhufang's man, and died as Zhufang's ghost."

"You can't talk nonsense. Your leader is a capitalist, and he can eat you to nothing." Qin Fanglu narrowed his eyes, "You won't regret it?"

There was actually something else in Qin Fanglu's words, but Ruan Cunyun couldn't tell.

The child gritted his teeth: "You can let me give three speeches a week."

Qin Fanglu couldn't hold back a low laugh, the laughter was very magnetic and pleasant to hear.

"Ruan Cunyun, I enlightened your father with a few words, so what should I say to enlighten you?"

The volume of Qin Fanglu's words was very low, just overwhelmed by the voice of the radio in the cabin.

Ruan Cunyun didn't hear clearly, and asked suspiciously, "President Qin, what did you say?"

Qin Fanglu shook his head with a smile, leaned back in the chair, and stopped talking.

In the high sky with continuous white clouds, Qin Fanglu quietly closed his eyes.

Just saying that sentence to Ruan Cunyun, his heartbeat became unsteady.

Qin Fanglu still firmly remembers the three-step plan he made at the beginning, but now it has become a mess.

He originally wanted to get to know the other party step by step, so that the other party could gradually understand himself, but he found that he couldn't follow the plan.

When seeing Ruan Cunyun crying alone on the terrace, Qin Fanglu's heart was crumpled into a ball.

Strong thoughts clamored, he wanted to hug him legitimately, without needing to carefully ask for a permission.

He wanted to hold his hand, kiss the tears off his face, leave him in his room overnight, hold him to sleep, give him warm arms all night long when he was sad.

Qin Fanglu thought at that time, if only he were Ruan Cunyun's boyfriend.

Back in Shenzhen, the advancement of new projects was carried out in an orderly manner, and life resumed its previous rhythm.

Perhaps it was during the business trip that Ruan Cunyun lost his composure and cried in the arms of his boss. The two formed a connection of "having the same secret", which made Ruan Cunyun more relaxed when dealing with Qin Fanglu, far from the beginning of restraint.

The only awkwardness came from Ruan Cunyun reconfirming that Qin Fanglu's figure was really his.

Ruan Cunyun always felt that he had some impure thoughts about plotting against his boss, but he really didn't have the guts to make a breakthrough.

At noon, Xiao Berry hopped to find Ruan Cunyun: "Xiaoyun, I finally did Hoho! I brought my own bento!"

Xiao Berry opened the lunch box, and there were two meat and one vegetarian food inside. It looked ordinary, but it smelled delicious.

Ruan Cunyun took a deep breath and smelled the aroma into his lungs: "It smells so good, it must be delicious."

"Then do you want to have lunch together?" Xiaoberry asked.

"Sorry, I've been too busy recently, so I didn't bring my own food." Ruan Cunyun thought for a while, "Why don't I order takeaway to eat with you. I found that the company has a very secluded and comfortable lounge. people go!"

"Okay, okay." Xiao Berry said happily, "The company still has such a treasure land? I never knew."

Ruan Cunyun blinked: "You will know in a while."

The takeaway was delivered soon. The last time Ruan Cunyun went to the lounge, he was still practicing his speech. He also missed that quiet and spacious Fengshui place a little bit.

Ruan Cunyun carried the takeaway, walked in front familiarly, turned his head to Xiao Berry and said, "This way. It's in this corridor. It's quite hidden, right? I also searched for a long time before I found this place."

Xiao Berry was chattering excitedly at first, but after turning into the corridor, she became silent, and even her footsteps slowed down.

The two stopped at the entrance of the lounge. Ruan Cunyun looked at the empty and warm lounge, and said happily, "Sister Xiaoberry, I knew there was no one today! Isn't it very comfortable here!"

Xiao Berry was as silent as a chicken, Ruan Cunyun turned his head in doubt, and saw the dazed expression on Xiao Berry's face.

"Xiaoyun..." Xiaoberry took a deep breath, "You said, every time you brought food here before, you ate in this lounge?"

Ruan Cunyun was inexplicably nervous: "Yes."

"You really don't know what this place is?" Xiao Berry looked at him sadly, her eyes seemed to say, "How can you live to this day, you unlucky child".

"Isn't it just an ordinary lounge..." Ruan Cunyun became more confident as he spoke.

Xiao Berry accepted it, and told him in a compassionate tone: "This is President Qin's private lounge."

This sentence was like a deep water bomb|bomb, the sun hit the earth, Ruan Cunyun's ears were buzzing, and he heard Xiaoberry's vague voice in the distance: "Silly boy, it is because this is President Qin's lounge, so it has always been It's empty!"

Ruan Cunyun felt the feeling of heatstroke in midsummer in the cool office.

Xiao Berry closed the wide-open door, pointed to it and said, "Look, there is a sign on it, which says that only CTOs can enter... Hey, who took the sign?"

Xiao Berry scratched her head, found the company floor plan on her mobile phone, and showed it to Ruan Cunyun: "Look, it's marked on it, Mr. Qin's Lounge."

At this moment, Ruan Cunyun couldn't hear other people's voices clearly. He was full of thoughts. He was eating in the lounge, taking a nap, and practicing speeches. He was seen by Qin Fanglu several times. Why didn't he tell himself that this was his lounge? !

Who covered him with the extra blanket on his body after waking up?

Ruan Cunyun was in a daze throughout the afternoon, he had the audacity to treat Boss Qin's territory as his own den, and ran amok for several months without restraint.

As a social fear, Ruan Cunyun was so embarrassed that he was about to smoke.

So here comes the question, why does Mr. Qin ignore him when he sees him several times?

This is a more serious problem, pulling Ruan Cunyun into the abyss of floating.

He vaguely felt that the relationship between Qin Fanglu and his subordinates seemed to have deteriorated a bit.

Ruan Cunyun thought it was from his end that the deterioration started, but now it seems that there may be another answer...

Ruan Cunyun mechanically tapped the keyboard until the afternoon, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the office was half empty, and the colleagues around him had also left work.

On the screen, the icon of the company's internal chat software was flashing, and Ruan Cunyun was still wondering who sent him a message after work, when he saw Qin Fanglu's profile picture with the golden CTO title flashing, and sent him a message "Waving" emoji.

Qin Fanglu: [Is it convenient for me to go to your seat now? 】

Ruan Cunyun looked up and saw that Qin Fanglu was sitting upright at his own workstation, looking at him inquiringly.

Heart fluttering, Ruan Cunyun quickly replied: 【Yes. 】

There was no one around, Ruan Cunyun watched Qin Fanglu walking towards him step by step, pulled a chair and sat beside him.

Qin Fanglu clasped his hands, rubbing his thumbs against his phalanges, as if he was more nervous than speaking at an exhibition.

Ruan Cunyun was afraid that the relationship between subordinates and subordinates would continue to deteriorate, so he fixed his eyes on the screen, not daring to look at Qin Fanglu.

Qin Fanglu was doing this for the second time in his life, and he was still at a loss, staring at the table.

"Are you free on the weekend, do you want to go to a hot spring resort?"

After speaking, Qin Fanglu closed his eyes in despair.

He had thought of countless expressions in advance, but in the end he spoke the most stupid one.

Ruan Cunyun stammered a bit: "Ah, like horse riding, is it also an activity of the 'New Star Cultivation' program?"

Qin Fanglu was silent. Last time Ruan Cunyun thought it was organized by the company?

"Just like riding a horse, it is my personal invitation."

"Just the two of us?" Ruan Cunyun asked blankly.

"Yes." Qin Fanglu replied immediately.

Ruan Cunyun stopped talking.

The hesitation of the person you love is the most painful torture in the world. Qin Fanglu felt sore and decided to kill himself: "Because it's a personal invitation, you can completely refuse it. The same goes for going to play with colleagues afterwards. Happy weekend."

"Ah, that's not what I meant." Ruan Cunyun woke up from the silence, hurriedly grabbed the corner of Qin Fanglu's clothes as he was about to leave, and let go of his hand hastily.

The Adam's apple slid up and down, and Ruan Cunyun's voice trembled a little: "I want to go. President Qin, I can go."

Qin Fanglu paused, looking down at him, but his eyes were as bright as a child who got candy: "Really? Now the capitalist wants to take you to a hot spring, just the two of us, have you made up your mind?"

"Think it over." Ruan Cunyun nodded firmly.

He has just fallen into silence only because so many details of his past have surfaced.

For example, Qin Fanglu sent him home drunk, picked him up the stairs in the rainstorm, instructed him to give a speech, acquiesced in his use of the private lounge, and asked him to go riding with him last time...

Ruan Cunyun trembled all over, he didn't dare to lift his eyes, and his voice was as quiet as a mosquito.

"Are we, are we..."

He wanted to ask if we were dating now.

Qin Fanglu gave a soft "tsk" helplessly, and took over his words: "Why are you still not enlightened?"

"This is the capitalists chasing you, do you understand?"