Boss is not too cold

After sending the WeChat message, there was no response. Wei Fanshui waited for a long time in a panic, and finally decided that Yun Qing might simply want to add a friend and had nothing else to say.

Wei Fanshui had already experienced the work of sorting out the project and progress in his "previous life", so he knew what the key points Yun Qing wanted to know.

Although the rebirth to three months ago had a little impact on her work progress, and it was much faster than the last time, but knowing what the other party wanted, it was quite handy to sort it out.

By the time of the lunch break, even though Wei Fanshui was absent-minded and half-heartedly thinking about many other things, he had already sorted out the report into a general framework.

Feng Yucheng had already called her to eat on WeChat, Wei Fanshui locked the computer and went out on time with his bag.

'Nan Qiao' doesn't have the luxurious staff restaurant like in the novel, in fact, their company didn't even think about setting up a restaurant at all.During the lunch break every day, some people will order takeaway in advance, and some people will go out to eat and take a walk.

Wei Fanshui likes to go out to eat.There are many restaurants downstairs, large and small, occupying half of the street, and it is no problem not to repeat the dishes for half a month.

But Feng Yucheng usually chooses to be in the company, because the sun outside will tan his skin, and he can hear a lot of gossip at the company during this time.

Today Feng Yucheng called Wei Fanshui out for dinner so impatiently, it seemed that he had something 'big deal' to tell her.

"One sweet and sour pork tenderloin, one vegetarian assortment, and two servings of rice." Feng Yucheng ordered the food quite naturally, and only asked, "Xiaofan, what do you drink?"

Wei Fanshui shook his head, "No, I'll drink plain water."

"Oh, then take an orange juice, and that's it for now."

The waiter memorized the menu and went to the front desk to walk around and then went to other tables to order. Feng Yucheng scalded the tableware in front of him with hot water, and gave Wei Fanshui a supercilious look, "I need to add more Vitamin C to improve my health when I face the computer every day. Immunity is the only way, it’s not nutritious to drink plain water all the time.”

"The drink made with additives is even less nutritious. I still like to eat fruit." Wei Fanshui felt that he was not like a woman at all in front of Feng Yucheng. Seeing how diligently he ironed the tableware, he also used hot water to wash it symbolically shabu-shabu.

Feng Yucheng, who was slapped for a while, didn't put his mind on it, but said, "I forgot that this is not at home, and their orange juice is not freshly squeezed."

Classmate, you can easily be misunderstood as a rich second generation who doesn't know the sufferings of the people when you speak like this.

Although Feng Yucheng did look like a kid from a rich family, Wei Fanshui knew very well that what he said was not because he didn't have freshly squeezed juice at home, but because this guy lived too delicately and often squeezed various juices for himself at home.

When I think about it this way, I feel even less like a woman.

"You asked me to come out in such a hurry, what's the matter?" Wei Fanshui decided not to compete with a man to live a more feminine life, she was afraid that she would be irritated if the comparison continued.

Feng Yucheng finally ironed the set of tableware in front of him to the point that he thought it was hygienic enough. He neatly arranged the plate and put the small bowl on it. Put the chopsticks on the plate and put the cup on the left hand side. How is the director?"

The matter of 'cohabiting' with Yun Qing was discovered so quickly?

Thinking about it carefully, it seems unlikely that the two of them came to work separately in the morning.Moreover, although the neighborhood she lives in is close to the company, it basically does not overlap with the roads that everyone usually walks.That area is an old residential area, and colleagues who receive a lot of salary obviously prefer high-rise buildings, at least a small high-rise with an elevator.

And with Feng Yucheng's personality, if he finds something, he can't wait until noon to tell her.

After such a calculation, Wei Fanshui felt that the possibility of Feng Yucheng being pure gossip was as high as 90.00%.

After thinking it over clearly, Wei Fanshui felt relieved, "It's quite cold. But he does things in an orderly and not sloppy way. He should be an orderly person who doesn't like to beat around the bush."

Can you grasp so much information in just one meeting?Obviously not, this is the lesson of blood and tears she spent a month before.

Feng Yucheng didn't expect that Wei Fanshui could give such detailed content, although he still doesn't know how accurate this sentence is, "Tsk tsk tsk, I thought you were distracted, but what you saw was still there. Quite a lot. I have a hunch that the time has come for you to stand up."

Turn over?Turn over what?

Wei Fanshui looked bewildered.She only knew that the next month would not be easy for her. Although she had an encounter with the director in advance this time, she felt that Yun Qing's style of doing things would not change much because of this.

But thinking about it, after changing the director last time, although she has been busy and received a lot of cold looks, her stagnant work has indeed improved a bit.If this can be regarded as turning over, Feng Yucheng's intuition is quite accurate.

The food was already on the table, and Feng Yucheng took the chopsticks to reach for the tenderloin first, "My sixth sense has always been very accurate, you have to trust me."

Wei Fanshui didn't say a word, and put two bowls of rice in front of him, put half of one bowl into the other bowl, and then gave the extra portion to Feng Yucheng.

Although she looks a bit motherly, Feng Yucheng's appetite is bigger than hers.

"Let me tell you, although this director looks a bit cold, she must not be the kind of person who doesn't distinguish between public and private. And I think she has a good impression of you, and she will definitely not run on you like that old aunt." Feng Yucheng looked Wei Fanshui didn't respond, and continued to talk about his discovery.

This time Wei Fanshui finally spoke, although his face was full of doubts, "Do you have a good impression of me?"

"Yes, yes, I saw her look at you several times. Think about it, you are so obviously distracted in a meeting. If I have a bad impression of you, I should have called you by name."

How many times have you looked at her? !

After Wei Fan Shuixin finished speaking, he was distracted at the first meeting, afraid that he would be written down by the director.

She wasn't worried that Yun Qing would wear small shoes for her, but an air-conditioning meal would be inevitable.

I finally felt that I could save myself from the cold on the first task with experience, but I didn't expect to fall into this.It seems that history is not what you want to change, you can change it if you want to.

The afternoon was basically spent sorting out his work progress. Even though he had the experience to do it quickly, Wei Fanshui was not in a hurry to run to the director's office. Instead, he carefully checked several times and added A few details that I forgot before.

More than half of the dozens of designers went in with folders, Wei Fanshui didn't feel the urgency at all, and watched with great interest as they went in confidently and came out dejectedly.The bad tempered ones even vented their anger on their assistants before starting again.

It seems that this is not lightly frozen.

As an 'experienced person', Wei Fanshui acted as a melon-eating crowd outside for a while, and then put all the scattered papers into folders and walked to the director's office.

knock knock

"Enter."

"Director Yun, this is a summary of my progress."

Yun Qing looked up from the back of the computer, took the file and began to read it. "Well, sit down."

The soundproofing of the office is good, so I don't know about the big movements, anyway, all the small movements in the big office are blocked outside the door.

Wei Fanshui just sat in front of Yun Qing, listening to the hum of the computer fan and the occasional friction sound of flipping paper, sitting upright like Yun Qing's upper body.

Wouldn't it be tiring to sit upright all the time?

This idea suddenly flashed in his mind, Wei Fanshui stared at a corner of the table and lost his mind.

It seems that whether it was in the 'last life' or this time, she never saw Yun Qing relax.Whether in the office, or shopping or eating outside, including at home, you always sit upright, as if you have been strictly trained.

Such a person must be very self-disciplined.

"Wei Fanshui, how long have you been in the company?"

The wandering thoughts were forcibly pulled back, Wei Fanshui blinked, "Eh... well, it's been five years."

What does this have to do with my work progress reports?I can't list all the work I have done in the past five years. I don't think there will be such detailed records in the computer.

However, Yun Qing and Wei Fanshui were obviously not in the same brain circuit. Yun t Chang t Xiao t Zhu directly put the folder aside, facing Yun Qing with her hands clasped in front of her, as if she was going to have a long talk.

"never mind."

Oh.

Ok?

This is the end?I'm ready to report the general progress of the past five years, you said it's all right?

Wei Fanshui was a little confused, but he stood up and said, "Then I'll go to work first." Then he turned and left the office.

Of all the people who went in, she probably stayed the shortest.Wei Fanshui clearly felt that several eyes were sizing her up secretly, as if he wanted to see how she would be scolded.

It's a pity that they can't get their wish.Not only was she not scolded, she didn't even feel the air conditioning.Except for one inexplicable problem, the whole process is not sure how smooth it is.

Wei Fanshui, whose expression didn't change at all, put the loose hair back behind his ears, pretended to be ignorant and returned to his work station to start busy with the work at hand.

Do a little more today, and it will be easier later.

The desktop WeChat flickered and received a new message.

[Feng Yucheng: How about it, you haven't been scolded, have you? 】

[Wei Fanshui: No, you were scolded? 】

[Feng Yucheng: No, just tell me to come back and redo it.The one with the black face looks like the bottom of a pot. 】

Pfft, people understand it very well.

Yun Qing is half of Caucasian blood. Although his skin is not particularly white, it is still fair and tender compared to Asians.

Wei Fanshui replied [Then hurry up and redo it, you will have to work overtime if you can’t finish it after work. 】

Feng Yucheng wailed and stopped replying.Looks like it's been redone.

In fact, Yun Qing just wanted to find out which piece of content these designers were in charge of, and what step they had reached so far, so as to learn more about the working process of the design department.But everyone is simply narrating, and more pen and ink are put on the narration of their own design concepts, and they habitually put a lot of gorgeous adjectives.

This characteristic is even more serious in Feng Yucheng, a sassy/bao man, so it's no wonder that Yun Qing has a bad face.

WeChat flashed up again, Wei Fanshui thought it was Feng Yucheng again, and was about to reveal a little bit what Yun Qing wanted, but found that it wasn't Feng Yucheng at all after clicking on it.

[Director Yun: Wei, wait for me after get off work. 】