The high-performance sports car was driving smoothly on the road, and You Shulang answered the video request while sitting in the passenger seat.
Huang Qimin is old and has been lacking energy recently. He rarely appears in the laboratory, and all work communication depends on telephone conferences. He is a casual person and will call whenever he is asked, regardless of time. Fortunately, he is pragmatic and never procrastinates.
In just a few minutes, the multi-person conference call ended. Tian Xiaotian, holding a bowl of noodles, smiled across the screen: "Brother You, turn the camera to the left. I want to see who is driving. If he is not handsome and not worthy of our Brother You, I will make a scene."
Upon hearing this, the other people in the conference room moved closer to the screen and became big-headed dolls. Even Huang Qimin sat back down with his teacup in hand and put on his reading glasses.
Even at the death angle, You Shulang looked handsome on the screen. He calmly extinguished everyone's gossip: "Xiaotian, remember to wipe your mouth after eating the noodles. Also, I wish you all a happy weekend."
After leaving the conference room, You Shulang put away his phone and said to the people around him, "Sorry, my colleague was just joking."
"It's okay." A young, icy face turned over. "I'd be very happy if Minister You could turn the camera to me."
"I have left Hengtong, so Mr. Qin, please don't call me Minister You." You Shulang is good at making the best use of little effort and continued with an unimportant topic.
Qin Zhiyang understood and immediately changed the address: "Then Shulang, don't call me Mr. Qin anymore. You can call me Zhiyang."
You Shulang looked out the window and corrected, "Just call me Brother You, Xiao Qin."
It was a long time after the words fell, and Qin Zhiyang, who had been looking straight ahead, responded lightly with "Okay".
Arriving at the restaurant, the car parked in the parking space. Qin Zhiyang answered a phone call, during which he signaled You Shulang to help him open the trunk.
Press the switch, the trunk lid slowly opens, and a ball of burning flame jumps out. The whole trunk space is filled with fiery red roses, dotted with colorful lights, and is extremely beautiful.
"Happy birthday!" Qin Zhiyang came over. "I've been asking you out for three days, but I was really worried that I wouldn't be able to invite you today."
You Shulang rarely felt helpless, but now he had experienced it once. The way a child chased people was speechless. Although Qin Zhiyang had a face that said "keep away from strangers", he was even more troublesome than Lu Zhen back then.
He sighed softly and pressed the button again, shutting the car full of roses back into darkness.
"dislike?"
"Today is not my birthday, the date on my ID card is written randomly, and the flowers are beautiful, but they don't suit me."
After all, he was in his twenties, and even if he had a cold face, he could see Qin Zhiyang's embarrassment at the moment.
"So when is your birthday? I'll help you celebrate again."
He had wanted to find an opportunity to talk it out with Qin Zhiyang, but seeing that he was stubborn at this moment, You Shulang also went straight to the point.
"Boss Qin, oh, Qin, I know what you're thinking, but we're not suitable. Thank you for helping me a lot. But gratitude is gratitude, and feelings are feelings, they can't be confused. If you think we can still be friends, then we can continue to contact each other as friends. If you don't think we can do that, then it's okay to break up."
Seeing Qin Zhiyang stunned, You Shulang patted his shoulder and said, "There's no rush for this matter. Think about it slowly. Even if you don't celebrate your birthday, you can still have food to eat, right? I'm hungry."
Just as I turned around, I heard Qin Zhiyang's voice behind me: "Take your time to think about it. I will answer you now. We are not ordinary friends. I will pursue you until the day you fall in love with me."
You Shulang stopped and resisted the urge to hold his forehead. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth, turned around and walked back.
Only when she was very close to Qin Zhiyang did she lean her head and whisper in his ear: "I'm not some spiritual Plato. Pure little things like you better stay away from me."
After saying that, You Shulang withdrew his body, turned around, and walked towards the entrance of the parking lot.
"You Shulang!" Qin Zhiyang, whose face was red as a shrimp, remained expressionless. "Okay, I'll go to bed with you."
Damn! You Shulang didn't know what sins he had committed in his previous life, why his life was always so restless.
He didn't turn around, but just raised his hand and said lazily: "I'm not interested in you."
You Shulang was in a bad mood, so he bought a cup of coffee and sat in the central square to relax.
In the prosperous area, there are crowds of people. The late summer wind has already brought a chill. Occasionally, a fallen leaf will be blown in and land on the hard stone slabs, but it will not turn into spring mud, which adds to the regret.
The coffee cooled down very quickly and felt cold in his stomach. You Shulang had no habit of wasting coffee and took small sips.
The entire curtain wall of the light luxury furniture store opposite is decorated with gold. The setting sun shines on it obliquely, making people's eyes hurt.
Just as You Shulang was about to look away, he saw a familiar figure walking out of the door, followed respectfully by a man. Her back was slightly hunched, and her face was full of wrinkles as she smiled.
You Shulang frowned and pondered for a moment before calling out, "Mr. Shi."
The glamorous woman was very surprised. Seeing You Shulang approaching, she put her arm around his. "What a coincidence, meeting you here." She glanced at him and asked with a smile, "Just you? Where's your difficult friend?"
You Shulang, holding a coffee cup in his hand, was somewhat helpless: "It's been such a long time since the almanac was published, why is Mr. Shi still reading it?"
"Who is this?" You Shulang immediately turned the topic to the man accompanying him and gave him a friendly look.
"Ah, the owner of the furniture store, last name...?"
"Qi, Qi Tiansheng." The man quickly handed his business card to You Shulang.
You Shulang glanced at the business card in his hand, said "hmm" vaguely, and handed the coffee cup in his hand to the man very naturally.
"Boss Qi, please help me get it. I'll keep your business card."
As a friend of "Mrs. Shi", a well-known figure in the business world, Qi Tiansheng must be of great importance. He took the coffee cup respectfully and held it with both hands.
Although it was called Huicun, the business card was just casually put into the pocket. You Shulang took out his wallet, pulled out a hundred-dollar bill, and then took the coffee cup with a smile.
"Thank you for your hard work, Boss Qi." Then he handed over the money, "Your tip."
"What?" Qi Tiansheng was stunned.
"Too little?" You Shulang went back to his wallet.
"No." Qi Tiansheng glanced at the woman who was watching with interest, and said with a smile, "It's just a small favor, why talk about a tip?"
"Although you are the boss, you are in the service industry, that is, a waiter, so you still have to give tips, right, Mr. Shi?"
The woman raised her eyebrows, then nodded: "That's right."
Qi Tiansheng's face was a little distorted, but when he thought of the big order the woman had just placed, he could only suppress his anger and gritted his teeth as he took the money from You Shulang's hand.
"Thank you then..."
Before he could finish his words, he saw the man holding the coffee cup spread his fingers and the banknote fluttered to the ground.
The malicious intent was obvious and anyone could see it. You Shulang even kicked the banknote and said insincerely, "Sorry, I didn't catch it."
The car had driven a long way away, but the woman was still laughing.
"I didn't expect that he would actually pick it up. For a single business, he didn't care about his dignity. You really pushed him hard."
"I am taking advantage of Mr. Shi's influence." The iced coffee was stirring in his stomach. You Shulang wrapped his hands around his stomach and said gratefully, "When Mr. Shi has time, please allow me to express my gratitude."
The woman smiled and nodded, then asked, "Do you have a grudge against that Qi?"
With a twinkle in his eyes, You Shulang replied, "I guess so."
He rubbed his stomach twice, stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "My home is in that community, just park in front of Mr. Shi."
The car slowly stopped, and the headlights illuminated the already dim sky.
The woman let out a long "Yo" and said with a smile, "Is that your old almanac? Is it waiting for you?"
Upon hearing this, You Shulang looked towards the entrance of the community and saw Fan Xiao, dressed in work clothes and looking unruly, leaning on his old motorcycle with a frown on his face, seemingly confronting someone.
The person standing opposite him was Qin Zhiyang, the one You Shulang had just met today, who had easily given up spiritual Plato.
My stomach hurts even more.