Ding, your little fool is online

Wu Xiaomao rushed home after finishing the business, and the first thing he did when he got home was to send a message to Wang Yuyang.

Wu Xiaomao: I was doing business at the bank just now, and I met that silly little clerk at the hot pot restaurant that day.

Wang Yuyang was handing over work with the resigned director of operations. When he saw Wu Xiaomao's news, he clicked in and replied, "And then?"

Wu Xiaomao: It’s okay, I just saw it and let you know

Wu Xiaomao: I think you really wanted to tease this little shop assistant that day? [Xiao Mao style funny]

Wu Xiaomao: Would you like to come to my house for dinner tonight?My dad just returned to China and heard that you came to our company, and he has been talking about seeing you for the past few days.Or I can go to your house for dinner. My dad said that your family has a new chef who can cook Cantonese cuisine. I want to have claypot rice.

Wang Jianyang looked at the full screen of documents received from the former director, and then looked at Wu Xiaomao's leisurely tone, took off his glasses, and pinched the space between his eyebrows.

——Are you free?

——Why don’t you come to the company to work overtime with me when you’re so free?

—— Claypot rice?I see you like a claypot :)

Wu Xiaomao was gnawing on the roasted sweet potatoes bought from a roadside stall, seeing Wang Yuyang's invitation to work overtime and hastily rejected, while Wang Yuyang, who was far away in the office building, put on his glasses and continued to work with a sneer.

Even he didn't notice that he missed a question.

On the next Monday, Wang Yuyang, who had already handed over the work yesterday, also went through the entry procedures, and went straight back to the office of the operation department after leaving the HR department with laughter.

The wind in the capital today is extremely strong, the wind is so violent that it blows like a knife on the face, and there is also cold rain, the office windows are covered with raindrops, and the glass is blown by the wind.

Under such bad weather conditions, no one wanted to go out. Today, the boss Wu Xiaomao is not here, and there are no urgent projects recently. A group of employees boldly proposed to eat takeaway hot pot at the company.

Since the company does not have a vice president, everyone sees that Wang Yuyang and Wu Xiaomao have a good relationship, so naturally they surround Wang Yuyang and look forward to it.

Wang Yuyang was talking with his partner, he directly unlocked his mobile phone and gave it to a girl in the operation team, with a big wave of his hand: "You can order whatever you want, and you have to pay me after you choose."

"Hehe, thank you Director~"

Not long after, the staff returned his mobile phone: "Director, let's order, do you think there is anything else you want to eat?"

"Let me take a look." Wang Yuyang took off his glasses, glanced at the phone, and almost vomited.

It's the familiar hot pot again, and it's still the same restaurant. He has eaten hot pot twice recently, and today is the third time...

Looking at the familiar store name on the screen, Wang Yuyang felt a little helpless.

Seeing that the leader was silent, the employees at the side hurriedly said, "It's cold today, it's warmer for everyone to eat hot pot together."

Wang Yuyang raised his hand to add the number of diners in the remarks column, and added a sentence: "Don't call, just send it to the front desk, thank you."

Then he paid without even looking at the menu, and continued to work: "Well, call me when you arrive."

"Yeah okay director~"

At the same time, far away at the hot pot restaurant——"Ding, do you have a new takeaway order for Goo, please process it in time."

Because of today's weather, there are more takeaway orders from each store than usual, and the takeaway guys are overwhelmed, and many of them are clerks rolling up their sleeves to deliver takeaways.

Takeaway hot pot is inconvenient to eat, so Zhang Yue’s takeaway orders are slightly less than other stores, but the takeaway brothers are all divided by other stores, and there are too many things to bring for takeaway hotpot. It can fill the entire takeaway box, so I don’t find anyone to deliver one or two orders here.

"A reward of 50 yuan for one delivery!" Zhang Yue had no choice but to make a bad decision.

No one responded, and it seems that 50 yuan can't make these employees work hard in the wind and rain. Zhang Yue has a headache looking at the ingredients that have been ordered on the hour and the time that passes by.

Then, a very low voice rang out: "Sister Yueyue, I, I'll go see it off."

It's Yuan Xing.

He was cheated out of one hundred yuan yesterday and failed to remit the money. He went to the bank again this morning.After remitting [-] yuan to grandma, Yuanxing only had [-] yuan left in his hand, and this month has just begun, and he hasn't bought winter clothes yet.

So Yuan Xing still needs the 50 yuan.

The address was in an office building nearby. Yuan Xing went out wearing a raincoat and carrying a takeaway box.

It wasn't raining much outside, but the wind was strong. The raincoat on Yuanxing's body was lifted by the strong wind, layer after layer, like a bright yellow butterfly under the rain curtain of the gray dome. Although it was small and fragile, it still stubbornly stood up Flying in the wind and rain.

The rain came head-on, wet Yuan Xing's forehead hair and eyelashes, making people unable to open their eyes, and the raindrops dripped down the chin and neck into the clothes, making them very wet and uncomfortable.When he arrived downstairs in the office building, Yuan Xing's whole person had turned into a slumber, but the takeaway box was fine, except for a few raindrops outside, Yuan Xing can guarantee that there was not a trace of rain inside.

The office building where the food was delivered was more than 20 stories high. Yuan Xing pulled off his wet raincoat and hat, wiped his face, turned on his phone to check the address and customer needs, and whispered: "Eleventh floor...Chen? What Star Entertainment Technology, no, don't call, just send it to the front desk, thank you..."

He looked towards the elevator and found that the entrance of the elevator was crowded with takeaway guys wearing raincoats of different colors, and there were two security guards with impatient faces beside them.

Yuan Xing looked at the too many people over there, blinked his eyes, moved his eyes to the safe passage aside, and then walked towards the stairs with a heavy takeaway box.

Wu Xiaomao's company is called Shengxing Entertainment Technology. It is located at the entrance on the eleventh floor, and you can see it as soon as you get out of the safe passage.

Yuan Xing, who had climbed eleven floors, was exhausted and out of breath. He brushed his wet forehead hair, straightened up and walked towards the door. He didn't forget to wipe his wet hands on the dry clothes before pushing the door open Down.

As soon as he entered the door, the warm wind was blowing in his face, and it was not the same world as the outside. Yuan Xing sucked the snot that almost flowed out, wiped the rainwater on his hands, and walked to the front desk: "Sister, sister, you Alright, your hotpot delivery is here, please give me a five-star review..."

"Ah." The young lady at the front desk was touching up her makeup and didn't raise her head when she heard the sound. "Please send it to the room inside. There is a big round table, just put it on the table."

Yuan Xing was stunned for a moment, and had no choice but to pick up the rain-smelling takeaway box and walk into the office.

The big round table was already full of people, and everyone stared at Yuan Xing with expectant eyes... the takeaway box in his hand was waiting to be fed.

"I'm hungry, please help us set up the pot, thank you."

"The takeaway is here, Aimee, go and call the director for lunch, forget it, I'll call the director."

"I go!"

Yuan Xing opened the takeaway box in the noisy voice of a group of people, placed the contents on the table one by one, and then put the stainless steel pot on the base bracket and the fuel box on the bracket according to what Zhang Yue taught him before. under.

When he was about to pour mineral water into the pot, a refined and gentle voice sounded, with a hint of familiarity.

"Lunch is here so soon?" Wang Yuyang walked over rubbing his neck, with sea blue cuff buttons on the sleeves of his shirt, which matched the weather today, "Eh?"

Wang Yuyang saw Yuan Xing, that silly hot pot shop clerk whom Wu Xiaomao met yesterday in the bank.

For a stranger, this is probably a bit too coincidental.

Yuan Xing also noticed Wang Yuyang and looked up.

The eyes met in the warm and soft air for a moment, Yuan Xing took the lead to lower his head, his face was flushed, he didn't know if it was because of the alternation of cold and heat, he suddenly became embarrassed, the water poured from the bottle mouth and the jaw dropped The raindrops are trembling.

But Wang Yuyang's eyes still stayed on Yuan Xing, frowning slightly.

Although it was already in the warm room, water drops continued to drip down from Motoko's hair.There was an artificially controlled distance between the raincoat and the table, and the thin white sneakers had already been wet, with a lot of black mud stains on them, and there was already a patch of dirt on the floor he was standing on. Wet watermark.

In today's weather, Wang Yuyang didn't even want to go out, but this kid still came to deliver food with such a heavy takeaway box...

And... Wang Yuyang clenched his hands slightly.

Although the clerk said that he was 21 years old, he actually looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old high school student with a child's face and a short stature. He came out to work early when he should be studying.

Wang Jianyang seemed to have thought of something, and sighed imperceptibly. It was not easy to tease him in front of many employees of the company, so he had to look at it a few more times and then look away.

He didn't like to be nosy, but the child he saw many times always made him a little curious, especially after being moved with compassion, so he took the initiative to find Wu Xiaomao.

——What happened to the kid yesterday?

Wu Xiaomao replied in seconds: What kid?What's going on?

— Playing dumb, right? Just that kid you met at the bank yesterday.

Wu Xiaomao: Oh, that little clerk in the hot pot restaurant, how dare you say that you are not interested in people and children?you old pervert

- don't bb

Under coercion but no lure, Wu Xiaomao fully explained the encounter with Yuan Xing at the bank yesterday, and added a lot of embellishments.

Wu Xiaomao: Didn’t you see how pitiful he was crying, whining loudly, his eyeballs were falling down, and I couldn’t stop it, I felt so distressed when I saw it [Xiao Mao style] wipe tears]

——Is it really because you were cheated of 100 yuan?

Wu Xiaomao: That’s right, it’s because I was cheated out of 100 yuan, I really don’t lie to you

100 yuan is not too much, and it is not much less.For Wang Jinyang, one hundred yuan is less than one millionth of his account deposit, and losing one hundred yuan or being cheated of one hundred yuan may be worse than being bitten by a mosquito.

Already 21 years old, it's a bit strange to cry so much because I was cheated once.

Maybe... 100 yuan may be very important to this kid?

Wang Yuyang put down his phone and wanted to look at Yuan Xing again, but found that the shop assistant had already left when he was chatting just now, and the staff also urged him to hurry up and have dinner together.

"En." Wang Yuyang responded, took his seat and thought for a while, then picked up his mobile phone, opened the takeout list, and clicked on the column of the deliveryman.

The first thing that popped up was the information of the delivery person. The photo was the system avatar. For the sake of privacy and security, the full name was not displayed in the name column, but "元*" was displayed, and the name was erased.

The surname is Yuan.

Wang Yuyang stared at "Yuan*" for a few seconds, then slid his finger across the screen to the bottom, for some reason, he clicked on the system of rewarding the delivery staff, and after careful consideration, he tipped [-] yuan, which was just enough Buy a pair of thicker shoes.

After the reward, Wang Yuyang was about to take back his phone for dinner, but a message entered into the phone before his action.

Ling Qiuchi: Brother, when are you going home?You haven't been home with me for a long time!

The author has something to say: At the request of the general public, Lao Wang gave the baby the first wave of warmth.