Rise in the glory of the king system

Chapter 633 Warehouse
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Early the next morning, as soon as Wang Zhaojun arrived at the company, he saw Da Qiao approaching him: "Zhaozhaozhao, how is the video preparation for the Daoqiao exhibition going?"

"I found a company to do it, and it's almost ready."

"What about the display board?"

"The people from the spray painting company came before and sent it to the warehouse."

"President Yuan asked me to take a photo for him. Let's go and have a look." "Success."

Wang Zhaojun put down his work, got up and followed Da Qiao to the warehouse.

The two walked into the elevator, not expecting to meet Zhuge Liang.

Wang Zhaojun was stunned: "Why are you here?"

Zhuge Liang was followed by the team leader of the next department. Seeing Wang Zhaojun's questioning, he thought they knew each other, and waited for Zhuge Liang to reply with a smile, but Zhuge Liang only looked at her and didn't say anything.

The team leader immediately coughed lightly: "Zhaojun, why are you so rude?"

Wang Zhaojun remained silent, but Zhuge Liang said, "She's always been like this, and I'm used to it."

It turned out that the two really knew each other, and the team leader was embarrassed for a while.

At this time, the elevator door opened again, and the team leader hurriedly made a gesture of invitation, and only followed after Zhuge Liang went out first.

Seeing the two leave one after the other, Wang Zhaojun curled his lips: "Sycophant!"

Turning around, he found that Da Qiao was covering his mouth with both hands, as if he had won the Golden Horse Award: "How can there be such a handsome person in this world? He is so handsome that people can't close their legs!"

Wang Zhaojun looked disdainful: "Tsk tsk! Please pick up the integrity that fell on the ground."

Da Qiao pulled her: "Do you know him? Does he have a girlfriend? Introduce it to me!"

Wang Zhaojun didn't dare to say that they were living together now, let alone that he was the Zhuge Liang who never wanted to show his face in public, otherwise Da Qiao might ask to move to live with her.

The elevator door opened again, and Wang Zhaojun walked out first: "I recognize him, but what's so good about him?"

"Everywhere is good!"

Wang Zhaojun was speechless: "You just saw a face."

Da Qiao took it for granted, "It's enough to have a good face!"

Because of meeting Zhuge Liang, Da Qiao didn't have the heart to look at the display boards at all.

Before she reached the warehouse door, she decided to go back the same way and meet Zhuge Liang by chance.

Before leaving, she told Zhaojun: "Remember to take a picture and send it to me!"

Looking at the back of Da Qiao running away, Wang Zhaojun can only sigh with emotion: This world that looks at faces is really superficial!

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The things in the warehouse were piled up in a mess. Wang Zhaojun searched for a long time before he saw the rolled-up display board on the top of the shelf.

The shelves are two meters high, and the ladder in the warehouse has been borrowed or not returned.

She tiptoed to reach for the paper tube, completely oblivious to the iron pliers on the display rack next to the paper tube slipping out of the bag quietly.

Seeing that the paper tube was about to be reached, the iron pliers slipped off the shelf little by little.

It was too late to say it, but the moment the iron pincers hit Wang Zhaojun, it was blocked by a hand.

This sudden situation made Wang Zhaojun's mind blank for a moment, but what surprised her even more was that Yuan Ge appeared in the warehouse at some point.

She saw that his brows were slightly frowned, and quickly looked down, only to see bright red drops of blood on the white floor tiles.

"How can you be so absent-minded? Do you know how dangerous it is? If I wasn't there just now, the gash might have been on your face!"

Looking at his wound that was dripping blood, Wang Zhaojun's heart, which was already almost dead, quietly regained consciousness.

She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Yuan Ge tried to stop the bleeding by pressing on the tiger's mouth, looked up and saw her bewildered expression, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and his tone was much gentler: "Go find the gauze."

Wang Zhaojun stood up quickly, and then thought of something: "This...such a big wound, let's go to the hospital!"

Yuan Ge sat on the chair and said, "Get the gauze. Don't let them know, I don't want to make a fuss."

Wang Zhaojun was stunned, and quickly took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to him: "Use this to press it first."

Yuan Ge seemed to hesitate for a moment, took the handkerchief and pressed it on the bleeding wound, and the handkerchief immediately turned red.

Wang Zhaojun didn't dare to delay, and hurried to get the medicine box.

Fortunately, the wound made by the pliers was not deep. Wang Zhaojun simply disinfected it with alcohol and began to bandage it.

She couldn't help shivering slightly when her fingers touched his cold skin.

At this time, a faint sigh came from the top of the head: "It's just a small injury, you don't need to take it too seriously."

"Is this going to leave... leave... leave... scars?"

Yuan Ge smiled helplessly: "I'm a big man, it doesn't matter, it would be bad for you. You should concentrate on everything in the future, you know?"

While speaking, he glanced at the handkerchief that was put aside, it was already soaked in blood so that he couldn't see his true colors.

He reached out and took the handkerchief in his hand again, and found Wang Zhaojun looking at him, he paused and said, "Give me a new one later."

"No...no...no need, it's not worth much anyway."

Yuan Ge didn't speak, Wang Zhaojun tentatively asked, "Then... after work, I... will accompany you to the hospital?"

The wound had been bandaged, and Yuange stood up: "No, I can go by myself."

Although he was rejected, Wang Zhaojun went straight to Yuange's office as soon as the off-duty time came.

His left hand was injured, and he was still writing circles on a manuscript with a pen in his right hand.

Looking up and seeing Wang Zhaojun, he frowned slightly, then lowered his head and continued to read the manuscript: "You get off work first, I'll go by myself later."

She stood still: "No."

Yuan Ge hesitated for a moment, knowing her stubborn temper, he stopped talking, put down his pen, and went out with her in his windbreaker.

……

Walking out of the office building, Yuan Ge suddenly stopped in the evening wind.

He stared at the front with burning eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed.

Wang Zhaojun followed his gaze without knowing why, and saw someone standing in front of a black Audi, looking at them with arms raised.

Why is it him again?Wang Zhaojun inevitably had a headache.

But Zhuge Liang didn't seem to notice her at all, but kept looking at Yuan Ge.

The two men looked at each other silently, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

After waiting for a while, Wang Zhaojun coughed lightly and asked Zhuge Liang, "Why are you here?"

Only then did Zhuge Liang shift his gaze to her, with a disdainful expression: "Don't tell me it's him."

He guessed it, guessed that Yuan Ge was the one she liked.

But she was quite ashamed to be told the truth in person.

She quickly winked at Zhuge Liang: "Yes... yes... yes... ah, this is our minister, I... I... I told you."

Zhuge Liang looked at her with a very tangled expression, and when she finished speaking, he asked, "Why is your tongue tied?"

Wang Zhaojun closed his mouth resentfully.

Yuan Ge looked at Zhuge Liang: "Are you looking for me?"

It turned out that the two of them knew each other.

After thinking about it, Wang Zhaojun felt that it was reasonable. After all, their work overlapped, but their attitudes were a bit strange.

Zhuge Liang lowered his head and lit a cigarette: "No."

Wang Zhaojun quickly said, "Oh, then we have something urgent to do, so let's go first."

Zhuge Liang smiled indifferently, turned around and opened the door, and got into the car.

Yuan Ge seemed to have something else to say to him, so he had no choice but to find another chance.

He sighed almost inaudibly, and said to Wang Zhaojun beside him, "Let's go."

Wang Zhaojun followed him away with relief.

Yuan Ge asked as he walked, "Do you know each other?"

Wang Zhaojun said nonsense, "Just... just... just ordinary friends."

Yuan Ge raised his eyebrows and glanced at her. Since she didn't want to talk, he didn't ask any more.

In the night, Zhuge Liang looked at the two people one behind the other in the rearview mirror.

Yuan Ge still looked calm and relaxed, walking at a steady pace; Wang Zhaojun followed behind him step by step, looking up at the man beside him with a concerned expression.

The figures of the two people became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared in the night.

……

Zhuge Liang glanced at the thick "Still Life Sketch" on the passenger seat, picked it up, flipped through it casually, and threw it on the back seat.

Yuan Ge's wound needs stitches.

Wang Zhaojun watched the doctor thread needles and threads on his hand, as if his own hand ached along with it.

But Yuan Ge didn't seem to notice it. After such a short time, he still didn't forget to discuss with her a manuscript she had just handed in: "The comparison data should be as detailed as possible, and the pictures can be richer..."

She responded vaguely, but her eyes glanced at his wound from time to time.

"Did you hear what I said?" He was silent for a few seconds before asking suddenly.

"Listen...listen...I heard it."

Seeing this, Yuan Ge just sighed.

While talking, the wound has been healed, the doctor prescribed medicine and handed the bill to Yuan Ge.

Wang Zhaojun directly took the slip from his hand to get the medicine.

Yuan Ge wrote down the doctor's order, came out of the consultation room, and stood in the hall waiting for her.

After Wang Zhaojun took the medicine, he turned around and saw Yuan Ge waiting for her not far behind, so he walked towards him a few steps quickly, but he didn't notice a movable hospital bed pushing behind him at all.

She only saw Yuan Ge suddenly come up to him and pull her into his arms. Before she could realize what was going on, the hospital bed whizzed past her back.

The sound of the rolling wheels of the hospital bed became farther and farther away, and finally lingered faintly in the depths of the corridor.

Only then did she regain her senses, and found that she was still lying in his arms, her arms still tightly held by him.

She was taken aback for a moment, and quickly withdrew from his embrace.

Yuan Ge coughed lightly: "Let's go, it's too late."

Yuan Ge had just sent Wang Zhaojun home when the cell phone rang.He glanced at the caller ID. This number had been in his phone book for several years, and this was the first time it had jumped on his phone screen after that incident.

He picked up the phone: "Kong Ming?"

Zhuge Liang's voice was hoarse than when they met: "Someone is willing to follow you for so many years, shouldn't it be time for you to calm down?"

"What do you mean?"

"Is one not enough?"

Yuan Ge was silent for a moment: "Are you still blaming me for that incident?"

"Resentment? I can't talk about it. Although I don't want to be nosy, but Wang Zhaojun is my step-sister now, I still have to say some ugly things first..."

It turns out that they have such a relationship...

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"Kong Ming, she and I are not what you think."

Zhuge Liang didn't care what Yuan Ge said, the scene where Wang Zhaojun vomited like it happened yesterday.

He said unceremoniously: "If you reject her, stay away from her. If you want to find someone to play some childish ambiguous games, you should change someone. She is not suitable."

"Can you stop doing this all the time because of outsiders?"

Zhuge Liang seemed to smile: "But no matter how I look at it now, she is not an outsider to me, but you... are becoming more and more strange."

Yuan Ge felt very uncomfortable hearing this, and he wanted to say something more, but Zhuge Liang had already hung up the phone.

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Wang Zhaojun took a bath and found that Zhuge Liang's door was half open.

She walked over and knocked on the door symbolically: "Are you waiting for me today?"

Zhuge Liang didn't reply immediately, after a while, he suddenly turned around.

Wang Zhaojun quickly looked away, studying the ceiling in his room.

Zhuge Liang followed her gaze without knowing why, and found that there was nothing to look at.

He still said the same thing: "That's him?"

Wang Zhaojun didn't admit it or deny it, Zhuge Liang knew he was right.

"Is he that good, let you do that for him?"

Wang Zhaojun said stubbornly, "You don't understand."

Zhuge Liang smiled: "I don't understand—I don't understand what you women are thinking. Do you think other people's men are good?"

Wang Zhaojun asked him, "Are you familiar with him?"

Zhuge Liang didn't seem to hear it, and continued to ask: "Is it a sense of accomplishment to dig a wall?"

Wang Zhaojun was startled, looked at him and suddenly smiled: "Yeah, what's none of your business?"

Zhuge Liang narrowed his eyes: "You really lack practice!"

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At noon the next day, when Wang Zhaojun was eating in a fast food restaurant outside the company, he ran into Yuan Ge again.

Hearing Yuan Ge's voice, Wang Zhaojun raised his head, just showing a smile, but found that Yuan Ge did not come by himself, there was a woman beside him, Wang Zhaojun recognized, this was the woman who appeared in Yuan Ge's office that day .

The woman asked Yuan Ge: "Do you know him?"

"Yeah." Yuan Ge introduced them, "Our colleague Wang Zhaojun, this is my girlfriend Yang Yuhuan."

Yang Yuhuan smiled at Wang Zhaojun, but there was some doubt and scrutiny in his eyes.

In response, Wang Zhaojun also moved the corner of his mouth and smiled symbolically.

Yuange glanced into the store and found that there was no space left.

Seeing this, Wang Zhaojun coughed lightly: "I...I am alone, why don't I just sit here?"

Seeing that he had no other choice, Yuan Ge no longer declined.

Yang Yuhuan asked politely, "Don't bother you?"

Wang Zhaojun shook his head: "No...no...don't bother."

Yang Yuhuan didn't seem to expect that Wang Zhaojun had such a problem, so she couldn't help being taken aback.May
Wang Zhaojun knew that Yang Yuhuan must have heard of her stuttering problem.

Yuan Ge pushed the cup of tea in front of her, and said casually, "What's the matter today? Isn't it very eloquent when you talk back to me?"

Wang Zhaojun couldn't help but look up at him.

In front of him, had she ever been "clever"?

Is he saying that now to help her out?

Yang Yuhuan looked at Yuan Ge in confusion.

Yuan Ge explained: "I just forgot to say that Zhaojun is not my ordinary colleague, she is still my apprentice, but... I have been with me for three years, and I have never called a teacher." Wang Zhaojun.

Hearing what he said, Wang Zhaojun became a little anxious: "You...you...you said you don't need me to call you..."

Yang Yuhuan smiled: "I didn't expect your magazine to have the rule of 'passing on'."

Yuan Ge said: "The rules established by the seniors can't be lost here."

The atmosphere relaxed a lot, and the ordered dishes were served one by one.The three of them ate and chatted. Wang Zhaojun was not a person who could get acquainted by himself. It was Yang Yuhuan and Yuan Ge who were talking, and she was only responsible for coping with each other word by word.

Somehow the topic turned to Wang Zhaojun's age, and Yang Yuhuan asked her, "By the way, Zhaojun, do you have a boyfriend?"

Wang Zhaojun was startled for a few seconds, then quickly glanced at Yuan Ge.

Yuan Ge just lowered his eyes, fiddling with the teacup with his fingers.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little weird.

Yang Yuhuan looked at the two people: "What's wrong? Did I ask something I shouldn't have asked?"

Wang Zhaojun quickly said, "No...no...no, I just don't think being single is a good thing."

Yang Yuhuan understood: "What's so embarrassing? It's better not to have a boyfriend."

Wang Zhaojun couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Yang Yuhuan laughed immediately: "That's right, I have a junior who is very good, a native of City B, who just came back from abroad..."

Wang Zhaojun listened silently. She had not eaten anything all morning, but now she had no appetite at all.

She didn't know how Yuan Ge would feel when he heard this. Was he secretly looking forward to solving her trouble as soon as possible?
(End of this chapter)