He threw his bag on his executive chair, walked over and opened the window, and a breeze blew in, making people feel extremely cool.
Then he took out a tea set from under the coffee table and started playing with it. At the same time, he said to me: "Come and sit."
I was not polite at all and sat over.
He turned on the electric stove and started to boil water. The fire on the electric stove was sizzling. Huang Xiaoquan's movements were skillful.
Warming, making tea, brewing, the whole set of actions can be done in one go.
In the blink of an eye, there is a scent of tea, which is refreshing and surrounds you, making you feel refreshed.
"Drink tea." He handed me a cup of brewed tea.
I picked up the teacup, put it to the tip of my nose and smelled it. The aroma was overflowing.
Take a sip of the clear tea soup, which is astringent, fragrant, slightly bitter, and has a sweet aftertaste.
"Good tea." I couldn't help but praise.
"I didn't realize it, Mr. Chen, do you also know about tea?" He smiled and asked me.
"I understand a little bit, I understand a little bit." I said modestly.
"Mr. Chen, you have been in the company for half a month. Your position should give you a separate office, but there has never been one. Now I finally have one. I will take you there later.
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I forced a smile and said, "It's okay, this is not important."
"It's important. Why isn't this important? You are also the vice president of our technical department after all. How can you not have your own office?"
"Mr. Huang, I really don't care about this, but if you insist on making arrangements, then I'd rather be respectful than obey."
Huang Xiaoquan raised his hand slightly, and then asked me: "By the way, Mr. Chen, you were sent here from the head office. I want to know what you think of our branch?"
You are here to inquire about my news, so I will play with you.
I took a sip of tea and said calmly: "I've only been here for half a month, and actually I don't know anything very well."
Huang Xiaoquan smiled faintly and continued to make tea.
He stared at the tea cup in front of him with an expression as if he was tipsy, and said: "Mr. Chen, you are a smart man, so I won't beat you around the bush. If Mr. Chen you want to make money, I can help you."
This statement has been made very clear, and it is to draw me into the group.
They know that going against me is not a good outcome, and the only way is to recruit me into their group.
Since he had spoken so openly, I said directly: "Mr. Huang, aren't you afraid that I might start a fire and accidentally get you into trouble?"
"Haha, don't be afraid. I drink tea every day and have water to put out fires at any time. Hahaha..."
He smiled heartily, but the laughter that sounded hearty lacked calmness and instead revealed a hint of businessman's tact and cunning.
I turned my gaze from his face back to the teacup in my hand, savoring his words.
His intentions are becoming more and more obvious. His attitude toward me has changed in the past two days, and he invited me to drink tea this early in the morning. It can be said that he has good intentions!
Perhaps their real purpose was not to get me to join the gang, but to take this opportunity to draw fire on me.
This is not a guess, I have an insight into his purpose.
The reason is very simple. A piece of cake is just enough for five people, but if it is divided among six people, each person will lose a piece. No one would be willing to accept it.
Therefore, they were not so kind as to want me to join the gang, but they wanted to use this method to bribe me, and then they would shirk all the responsibility on me.
What a great way to attract others!
Sure enough, ginger is still spicier.
It seems that the situation is far more serious than I thought. There must be many things I don't know about them, and it's definitely not just a matter of motherboard model differences.
Sure enough, Huang Xiaoquan arranged a separate office for me that morning, and it was right next to him.
This seems to be giving me a benefit, but in fact it is to monitor me anytime and anywhere.
This old fox is so cunning!
After spending a day, Tian Lang and I sorted out the new office together, and then moved the items from the previous office to the new office.
Tian Lang said to me very innocently: "Master, you finally have your own independent office. It seems that the company is slowly trusting you now."
I smiled, but I didn't know how to tell him about the current things. Maybe being simple is not a bad thing.
From the current point of view, the company's situation is very complicated, and it seems that there is a special force.
But the blurry shadow is starting to become clearer, and I think it will soon surface.
I'm not in a hurry, they must be the ones who are.
At this moment, all I have to do is keep calm and wait until the end to give them a blow.
I don't know how I got through this day. Maybe I completely immersed myself in the intense work, so that I could feel better about my broken mood.
It wasn't until I got off work that I suddenly realized that I had to go back and face a person's desolation again.
For the first time, I didn’t want to leave the company, and I didn’t want to go back and face the loneliness of being alone.
I was sitting in the office, not knowing what to do, just staring at the computer screen blankly.
I suddenly began to distrust myself and then despaired of life.
This is a series of adverse reactions caused by falling out of love. Although I am a divorced person, it stands to reason that I should not fall into these kinds of love affairs again.
But to An Lan, I really gave all my sincerity, and I was not willing to give in!
In order to prevent myself from thinking about those unhappy things, I started writing code endlessly, no matter how I wrote it, I just wrote whatever came to my mind.
In short, I don’t want to let myself be idle.
I knew this was a symptom of depression and increasingly felt like my body was a prison.
I want to rush out, want to be free...
I'm thinking about whether death can be a key to unlocking the bondage of the body.
I know this kind of thinking is dangerous, but it is my truest state at the moment.
I ran out of inspiration, so I hit my head hard with my hand, and then I fell into a state of confusion for an extremely long time.
It wasn't until the sky outside the window completely darkened and I felt a sense of hunger that I came back to my senses.
I finally realized that I couldn't go on like this and I had to contact An Lan again. Only she could help me get out of this state.
So I took out my phone and quickly sent her a WeChat message: "I feel very uncomfortable right now. I don't know how you feel now. I just want to see you again, okay?"
After sending the message, I was fortunate that she did not delete me.
But after waiting for a long time, I didn't get her reply, so I sent her another message: "Can you really bear to see me in such pain? If you really can't bear it, just pretend that I didn't say anything... But An Lan, I
I will definitely hate you for the rest of my life, because I feel that I have been hurt by you!"
After the message was sent, I fell into an extremely painful wait...
About half an hour later, my phone finally received a notification sound that only occurs when I receive a WeChat message.
I suddenly picked up the phone, as if I was suffocating, and a burst of oxygen came to my life...
It was her reply: "I'm at the airport now, and I still have an hour to board the plane. If you can, come on."