Chapter 272: Turn on the lights? Or turn off the lights?
The morning sun slowly rises from the horizon, the morning light lifts the curtain of the night, and another gorgeous and bright morning arrives.
By the West Lake, the spring breeze blows, wisps of mist disperse from the lake, and the willow trees on the shore gently sway their green branches.
Lakeside courtyard.
Yan Qiuwen woke up while rubbing her swollen head.
She had a dream last night.
I dreamed that I gave birth to a very lively and lovely son.
He is smarter than himself, but he has been naughty and not very obedient since he was a child.
To drink soy milk, you have to eat fried dough sticks, otherwise you won’t drink it.
When he first started school, he became the little bully in the kindergarten. He was surrounded by a lot of female companions. When he came home, he proudly told himself that he had the most girlfriends in the kindergarten.
This made Yan Qiuwen very angry, and she wanted to spank her but couldn't.
Speaking of which, it looks a bit like so and so.
After she regained consciousness, she discovered something.
I was only wearing underwear, and my coat and skirt were gone.
Thinking of what happened when they got drunk last night, many girls will lose their beauty at this moment.
However, Yan Qiuwen is very calm.
After waking up, her IQ has recovered.
Su Zelin is not that kind of person.
And I have never felt violated.
I got up and looked at the trash can immediately.
There was a pile of paper towels inside, stained with dirt, but it wasn't men's stuff, it was vomit.
I looked for my coat and pants again, but I couldn't find them in the boudoir. With a thought in mind, I went to the bathroom and turned on the washing machine. Sure enough, I saw yesterday's coat and skirt inside, with signs of being washed.
The towels in the bathroom are still a little wet.
I took a shower as soon as I got home last night. With the weather like this, I should have done about the same thing between now and the morning. It shouldn’t be this kind of humidity.
Someone used it last night.
Although there are some fragments, judging from these clues, Yan Qiuwen basically understands what happened.
I was drunk last night and vomited at home, probably on my clothes.
It was Su Zelin who helped clean it up.
First, I used a paper towel to clean off the dirt, then wet a towel and wiped my face, hands and feet. Then I took off the dirty clothes, threw the washing machine into automatic mode.
But there is a very important question.
Did he change my clothes directly?
Or should I turn off the light first and then change it?
Yan Qiuwen is not omnipotent, and there are some things that she cannot accurately infer.
Although Su Zelin would not take advantage of someone's situation, nor would he attack an emotionless girl, he did not rule out the possibility of eating something in front of his eyes or making a fool of himself.
It can only be said that the probability of the second hypothesis will be slightly higher...
After a simple wash, put on a new set of clean clothes.
On the way to the company, Yan Qiuwen tried hard to remember in the taxi and vaguely remembered some fragmentary fragments.
Her face turned red instantly.
I actually said that.
How embarrassing!
She hurried to Dingsheng Building and walked into the New Century Headquarters.
"Consultant Yan, good morning."
The front desk girl Zhi Yuying was a little weird when she greeted her.
Director Su has been Director Su's exclusive business consultant for the company for more than half a year. He usually comes to work on time, but this is the first time he is late.
"Good morning."
Yan Qiuwen nodded slightly to her and left the front desk.
Looking at her cold back, Zhang Yuying was very envious.
To hold such an important position in the company at such a young age is really a bright future.
But she is extremely smart. Not only is she a top student from Zhejiang University, but it is said that she directly produced dozens of certificates when applying for internships. This scared the colleagues in the human resources department and asked Director Su to personally arrange Yan Qiuwen's position, and then she got the job directly.
Business consultant.
Unlike me, I am just a college student. All I can get is a Mandarin proficiency certificate. I guess I will be the front desk in this life. Fortunately, the treatment of the front desk in the new century is not bad.
When Yan Qiuwen walked into her exclusive independent office, she found a breakfast on the table.
I couldn't help but be slightly startled, and then I thought of something.
He bought it.
The guy knew that I would probably be drunk early this morning, and since I am a very time-conscious person, I would definitely not have time to have breakfast, so he helped me buy it.
Breakfast is very simple, a small steamed bun, a cup of soy milk, and... a fried dough stick.
After vomiting last night, her stomach was empty. Now Yan Qiuwen was really hungry, so she started eating.
The soy milk is still slightly hot and the temperature is moderate.
"Well, soy milk contains cysteine, plant protein and other nutrients, and has the function of sobering up and relieving hangover."
"Cysteine, as an amino acid, accelerates the decomposition and transformation of ethanol in the digestive tract, and promotes its excretion from the body."
"Plant protein can form a protective layer for the surface mucosal tissue in the human stomach and intestines, reduce alcohol's stimulation of the gastrointestinal mucosa, and relieve and improve abdominal distension and pain caused by drinking."
"..."
Yan Qiuwen still made a habit of analyzing it secretly before taking a few sips.
My stomach felt much better soon, and my head, which was still a little dizzy, seemed to be completely awake.
After eating a few steamed dumplings, my eyes fell on the big fried dough stick and I hesitated.
Since she was a child, her mother has not allowed her to touch this kind of junk food.
However, being bewitched by the devil Su Zelin, I actually wanted to open Pandora's box.
After struggling for a while, she made a decision.
One bite, I’ll just try one.
Slowly put the fried dough stick into Cherry's little mouth with her slender hands.
Even children are familiar with breakfast, but Yan Qiuwen's heart is full of novelty.
As soon as you take a bite, the special aroma of fried wheat noodles rushes into your mouth and invades your taste buds.
Yan Qiuwen chewed the shell gently and savored it carefully.
Smooth and greasy, pliable and chewy, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a very good taste.
The color is golden, the surface is smooth, the cross-section is sponge-like, and the pores are fine and even. This structure will be very fluffy when fried. Although Yan Qiuwen ate it for the first time, she was sure that it was a good fried dough stick.
You should have bought it from a relatively well-known time-honored store.
Once Pandora's box is opened, it can never be closed again.
Originally planning to take a bite, Yan Qiuwen couldn't help but take a second bite.
"During the process of frying fried dough sticks, a large number of harmful substances will be produced, especially when the oil is repeatedly heated to high temperatures, various harmful substances and harmful gases will be produced, such as dimers, trimers, etc. These substances are very toxic.
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"And the nutrients contained in the frying process are almost completely destroyed, which means that it contains almost no nutrients, only a large amount of oil and high fat. The high fat after entering the gastrointestinal tract is extremely difficult to digest, which will not only affect the gastrointestinal tract
It is healthy, but it may also cause fat to accumulate in the abdomen, leading to the growth of fat."
"Moreover, eating too many fried dough sticks can easily cause lead poisoning."
"..."
The occupational disease of talented women occurs again.
"Forget it, don't worry about it. That guy said that obsessing over healthy meals all day long may not be a good thing. Occasionally consuming some harmful substances can help improve the body's immunity!"
Yan Qiuwen attacked herself for this reason, drank soy milk, and ate the whole big fried dough stick happily.
After eating, I still licked my oily lips.
Mmm, it smells so good!
Although that guy has a lot of lies.
But it is true that soy milk and fried dough sticks have soul.
Served with steamed buns or anything else, it always feels a little less interesting.
After all, this is the truth summarized by the majority of foodies.
In fact, it’s not just the fragrance, but also the pleasure of breaking taboos.
Even after I got drunk last night, when I woke up today, I suddenly felt very happy, as if I had broken free from some invisible bondage.
During the break time, the New Century staff suddenly found an uninvited guest in the leisure area.
"Um, isn't that Yan Consultant from the Operations Department?"
"Yes, yes, that's her, but why did she come to the leisure area!"
"It's so strange. Last night, consultant Yan participated in the team building of our operations department for the first time. Has she changed her temper?"
"..."
All the staff, especially those in the operations department, have strange expressions.
In the past, Yan Qiuwen never participated in team building or came to the leisure area. If she had no official business and had to contact other people, she liked to stay alone in the office.
"Qiuwen, come and sit on the massage chair!"
Song Yuwei waved to the talented woman again.
She is the overlord of the electric massage chairs in the leisure area, and she especially likes this way of leisure. For this reason, Su Zelin even set up a set for her at the rental house. Her little sister Song Yutong is also good at this, and she is worthy of being two sisters.
Yan Qiuwen walked to the empty seat next to Song and sat down. She pressed the start button and the massage chair vibrated.
She closed her eyes and enjoyed it.
Song Yuwei looked at her curiously and couldn't help but said, "Qiuwen, you are a little different."
"Oh?"
Yan Qiuwen asked casually.
"I don't know how to put it, but it's different from before."
In fact, what Song Yuwei wanted to say was that she felt that the other party was more human and less like a brain, but this was a bit disrespectful.
It is not a transformation from a girl to a woman. This change is quite obvious in skin and temperament. For example, I could detect it when I looked in the mirror after getting up at night. However, Yan Qiuwen did not have the relevant characteristics.<
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Moreover, Su Zelin returned to rent her own house at around 11 o'clock last night.
Excluding the time on the road, I only spent about a quarter of an hour at Yan Qiuwen's place.
Based on Song Yuwei's understanding of Su Zelin, it is impossible for her to be so fast.
After chatting for a few words, Yan Qiuwen closed her eyes and rested. She seemed to be resting, but in fact she was thinking in her heart.
This afternoon, she had to make an important decision.
……
In the evening, after get off work time.
Su Zelin in the office finished processing the last official document.
As soon as I raised my head, I saw Yan Qiuwen walking in.
At this time, she has returned to her cold beauty.
"Turn the lights on or turn them off?"
She asked immediately.
Part of the daily quiz game.
This time Yan Qiuwen asked a simple and weird question, which was confusing.
If it were anyone else, they might not understand.
Fortunately, the bastard is not an ordinary person.
After being stunned for less than two seconds, Su Zelin understood what she meant.
"Turn off the lights, I swear!"
He pointed to the sky.
I really didn’t lie to you.
But when groping in the dark, sometimes it’s easy to make mistakes in positioning. I can’t blame you for that...
"Forget it."
Yan Qiuwen let out a sigh of relief.
The gangster was a little depressed when he saw this.
What is this?
You were crying and begging me to give you a child last night, but you won’t recognize anyone when you put on clothes!
Of course, he knew that Yan Qiuwen's words last night were said after she was drunk and had an emotional breakdown, so they were not accurate.
Maybe she has completely forgotten now.
In that state, it is very possible for a person to become completely fragmented.
Yan Qiuwen said again, "Thank you last night and this morning."
Last night it refers to Su Zelin sending her home and taking good care of her, and this morning it refers to the breakfast.
Yan Qiuwen took out a piece of paper from her pocket, put it on the table, and said calmly, "My internship period ends tomorrow. Please take a look at this."
Su Zelin was very disappointed when he heard this.
Is she leaving after all? It’s a pity.
From now on, we will lose one of our most capable subordinates and the number one tool in conquering Qin Shiqing.
But there is no way, this kind of thing has to be done willingly and reluctantly.
Although it was a pity, the gangster still generously sent his blessing, "Okay, no matter what, I respect your decision, and thank you for your help to me and your contribution to the company during the past six months, and I hope you will
From now on, I can live happily every day, and..."
After a pause, Hunzi said earnestly, "Qiu Wen, if a person is like a gear in a clock, rotating along a fixed trajectory forever, day after day, year after year, it will be very boring." p>
"Many people live for more than 20,000 days, some people really live for more than 20,000 days, and some people only live for one day, but repeat it more than 20,000 times!"
"I hope you are the former, of course, it's just a little personal suggestion."
"..."
Su Zelin meant that she should not stick to rational rules, which would cause life to be like a clock and lose a lot of fun.
From Yan Qiuwen's severe emotional breakdown last night after drinking, he could tell that this girl was actually depressed deep inside.
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No matter how rational a person is, they cannot be mechanical after all. They have emotions. If you pursue perfection too much, your emotions will accumulate more and more. Although it is a bit embarrassing, it is not a bad thing to vent it.
He felt that Yan Qiuwen could choose to live a more willful and happier life.
But it’s enough to stop talking like this, there’s no point in saying too much.
"Finally, I wish you a bright future and success in your new company!"
Having said this, Su Zelin stretched out his hand, intending to say goodbye to her.
But Yan Qiuwen did not shake hands with him, but frowned slightly, "Are you planning to leave me?"
"Um?"
Su Zelin was a little confused.
No matter how smart the bastard is, he still can't figure out the meaning of the talented woman.
"Dear Director Su, why don't you take a look at the things on the table first and then talk about it."
Yan Qiuwen gave him another angry look.
Su Zelin's eyes fell on the paper letter, and after just glancing at it, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
Originally, he thought it was the resignation letter submitted by Yan Qiuwen, but he was wrong.
Formal application for employment!
This is an application from an intern who hopes to continue working in the company after the internship!
As long as you submit one batch of applications, you can become a formal employee of the company.
"Are you willing to stay?"
Su Zelin was excited.
"I can't help it, the project hasn't been completed yet, so I'll stay longer, but let's make it clear first, I can't promise to stay forever."
Yan Qiuwen said calmly.
"Okay!"
The bastard agreed without hesitation.
Qiuwen is really easy to use.
No matter how long she stays, it can only be used every day.
Afraid that Yan Qiuwen would regret it, he quickly took out his pen, turned to the last page, signed his name, and took out the seal of the Operations Department from the drawer to stamp it.
"I will send it to the human resources department later and ask them to handle it today!"
Su Zelin was very happy, as if he had found a treasure.
You can continue to collide with the thoughts of this female genius and create sparks of inspiration.
Her ideas are so useful, whether in business or private life, they can bring me a lot of useful inspiration.
Just like what she said last night, her genetics are very good and strong. Even if she is a little bit scumbag, there is nothing wrong with her. If there are more women, it will naturally produce a lot of young geniuses, which can be considered a contribution to the country.
Such good logic, why didn’t I think of it!
Sure enough, geniuses also need to complement each other.
In fact, what the gangster didn't know was that there was another piece of paper in Yan Qiuwen's pocket, which was a resignation letter.
Her decision depends on Su Zelin's answer in this quiz game.
Finally, the gangster gave her the answer to stay.
Yan Qiuwen was sure that the other party was not lying, because when she asked the question, she used lie detection techniques to detect words and emotions, and Su Zelin did not lie.
"Those words last night, pretend I never said them."
Yan Qiuwen suddenly said again.
"Which sentence?"
She became a talkative last night and talked a lot, and Su Zelin didn't know what she was referring to.
"That's it!"
Yan Qiuwen's answer was very mysterious, but Su Zelin understood it quite well.
You can guess it from the other person's tone of voice and the sudden blush on his cheeks.
It seems that she is not completely fragmented and still remembers a lot of things.
I guess she will feel quite embarrassed when she thinks about it after she wakes up.
"Understood, understood!"
Su Zelin smiled and nodded, thinking that I didn't take it seriously at first.
How could such a thing be taken seriously, not to mention that you were drunk at the time, so of course you didn’t mean what you meant.
Thinking of the scene at that time, the gangster felt inexplicably funny.
But then again, she was inexplicably a little cute in that state.
At least, compared to the image of a cold goddess who is mechanical and incapable of emotion, she has a bit more of a human pyrotechnics when she collapses.
It's a pity that I won't be able to see him again.
After being drunk this time, she might be able to smell the alcohol and change her color, and she would never dare to touch even a drop of it again.
"Don't laugh!"
Yan Qiuwen's face was a little confused.
She knew what Su Zelin was thinking at the moment.
Although the bastard tried his best to hold back his laughter, his poor expression control still gave him away.
"!"
Su Zelin coughed dryly and pretended to be in front of the talented woman.
"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
"Well, let's see you tomorrow!"
"See you tomorrow!"
When she reached the door, Yan Qiuwen suddenly turned around.
"The fried dough sticks are very fragrant and go perfectly with soy milk!"
He smiled brightly at Su Zelin and then left quickly.
The bastard was shocked again.
This was the first time he saw Yan Qiuwen smile.
Or to be precise, it was the first time I saw her genuinely smiling.
Her smile before was just a smile that curved the corners of her mouth, just like an android.
A few familiar lyrics suddenly sounded in my heart.