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Ren Yan didn't feel drowsy until early in the morning. The morning light shone in through the curtains, dispersing the slight drowsiness.He got up at that hour to freshen up and prepare to go to the company.

Ren Yan's mother passed away in the south, and her tomb is also in the south.He avoided his own birthday, and also avoided the anniversary of his mother's death. Every year, he would not visit the grave on this day.

Only on Chinese New Year's Day would he go to the cemetery to talk to his mother.

During the National Day holiday, Ren Yan's work schedule is still full.The National Day holiday lasts for a week, but after October 10rd, the key personnel and management of the company have basically returned to work in the company.

The company has just started, and no one dares to slack off.

In the conference room, members of the management team are having a regular meeting.

Ren Yan was mentally weak, he didn't sleep all night last night, his temples were throbbing and painful.

Ren Yan sat in the center of the meeting table, holding himself up, looking at the document in his hand with lowered eyelids: "Today I will mainly explain to you about the establishment of a training department in the company. I have mentioned this matter to Mr. Meng before. It has been planned for a long time, and now it is ready to be officially implemented."

"The main purpose of adding the training department is to improve the professional level and business ability of the company's translators. At that time, professional instructors will be hired to provide intensive training for the translators on a regular basis."

The person in charge of the finance department has concerns: "Will the budget be too tight?"

"What our company lacks most at the moment is professional translation talents. If our business ability is not good, customers will not choose us." Ren Yan flipped through last month's order record details, "The orders that the company can accept now are not professional. Strong, we can accept it, and other translation companies can also accept it. We have neither hardware advantages nor customer source base. Compared with other translation companies, our company’s competitiveness is too small, so a training department must be established.”

Meng Yuan nodded in agreement: "Then let me explain in detail the work content of the additional training department."

Ren Yan put down the document, raised his hand and pressed his forehead, curled up his index finger and middle finger, and propped his temple in a daze.

After a while, Meng Yuan finished explaining the work content, and she was about to ask Ren Yan if there was anything else she wanted to add, when she turned her head and saw that his eyes were closed.

Ren Yan looked tired, Meng Yuan leaned into his ear and whispered, "What's wrong? Didn't you rest well yesterday?"

Ren Yan opened his eyes: "Going to bed late."

"I see that you have been working overtime every day these days, and you didn't rest on National Day. What are you doing? Criticizing model workers?"

"There are many things." Ren Yan responded perfunctorily.

"Do you have anything to add?"

Ren Yan cleared his dry throat: "One more thing. At present, the company's interpretation, including simultaneous interpretation, is relatively weak, and there are very few interpreters. The HR department should pay attention to expand the recruitment of interpreters——"

Someone knocked on the door outside the conference room, Ren Yan's speech was interrupted, and when he looked up, it was his assistant Shi Chao.

"what happened?"

"Mr. Ren, you have a shipment."

Ren Yan frowned: "We are in a meeting, please help me to collect it."

"The courier has been waiting outside for a long time, and he said he must sign for it himself, otherwise he won't be able to leave."

"Bring it in." Ren Yan was a little impatient.

Shi Chao hesitated, "...do you really want to bring it in?"

Ren Yan glanced at him inexplicably, his patience was exhausted, and he let out a deep "hmm".

I thought it was just a matter of signing something, but who knew that what Ren Yan received was a bunch of bright red roses, the courier walked in with such a big bunch of roses, and everyone in the conference room was dumbfounded .

Ren Yan caught a glimpse of red from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but be taken aback when he raised his eyes.

All the people present were whispering.

The courier walked up to Ren Yan holding a red rose and handed him an order: "Mr. Ren Yan? This is your flower, please sign for it."

Ren Yan's eyes fell on Shi Chao at the door, and his eyes were asking: What's the situation?

With an innocent expression on Shi Chao's face, he answered with his mouth: "You said you brought it in."

Ren Yan almost didn't bring it up in one breath, pretending to be calm with a blank face, and was so ashamed in his heart that he wanted to escape.

It was not the first time I received roses, but it was the first time I received such an eye-catching and bright bouquet in front of so many colleagues.He maintained his superficial calm, took the form and signed his name.

The courier happily stuffed the roses into Ren Yan's arms and said with a smile, "There are 104 roses in total. I wish you a happy life."

104, October 10, today, his birthday.

So flamboyant and thoughtful, you don't need to think about it, but you already know who the flower-giver is.

There was a big bunch of bright red, and it couldn't fit in his arms. Ren Yan wrapped his arms awkwardly, and lowered his eyes to catch a glimpse of the card inserted in the flower cluster.

- Don't forget the promise I made with me last year, see you at grandma's house in the evening.

The words on the card are in Duan Chuiyu's handwriting, and a chubby heart is added at the end of the sentence.

Duan Chuiyu deliberately made a high profile, and with this bouquet of gorgeous roses, told Ren Yan: I haven't forgotten your birthday, so don't run away any more.

Colleagues around whispered to each other, looking extremely excited, Meng Yuan asked in surprise: "Who sent you the flowers?"

"Boyfriend." Ren Yan handed the flower to Shi Chao, "Take it out and put it in the office."

It's no secret that Ren Yan is gay in the company. The employees of the company are basically aware of his sexual orientation, but the rumor that he has a boyfriend who is a college student only came out not long ago.

Meng Yuan's eyes widened slightly: "The little brother from Tsinghua University?"

"Yeah." Ren Yan coughed, "Continue with the meeting."

Everyone finally stopped gossiping.

At the end of the meeting, when they walked out of the conference room, colleagues were still whispering to each other, and the topic of conversation was only the dazzling red roses just now.

No matter how cold-hearted Ren Yan was, he couldn't stand being caught and kept talking about such a thing. He couldn't bear this face, and he was really embarrassed.

Meng Yuan arched his arms and said with a smile: "Your little boyfriend is quite romantic, the little milk dog is so good at it, what day is it today, he still gave you flowers?"

Ren Yan pursed his lips and said frankly, "It's my birthday."

This was the first time he mentioned his birthday frankly in front of others after his biological mother passed away.

"Today is your birthday? Then go out to dinner tonight? Ask them to help you celebrate your birthday."

Ren Yan shook his head: "No need."

Meng Yuan understood, smiled and said, "Oh...you have an appointment with your boyfriend, right?"

Ren Yan let out a "hmm", and his tired expression disappeared a lot.

Ren Yan took the documents back to the office.

There was a "ding" sound from the elevator door, and a young man dressed in fashion brand stepped on the latest AJ shoes and walked in from the company gate. He wore sunglasses on his face, his back was straight, and he was full of energy. He didn't act like a late employee at all. self-awareness.

Ren Yan stopped and turned his head to glance. The man stopped when he saw him, took off his sunglasses, and greeted lightly: "Mr. Ren is early."

"Is it early?" Ren Yan looked down at his watch, "Nine forty."

The person in front of him is named Chen Qiguo, one of the only three interpreters in the Interpretation Department, and currently an intern.The family is well-off, and the first day I came to the company to report, I drove a sports car.

Chen Qiguo is the cousin of one of the company's partners. That partner is not in charge of the company's operations. He only invests money and gets a bonus at the end of the year.

After all, they were recruited by the investor, and Ren Yan and Meng Yuan had to save face, so Chen Qiguo went straight into the company as an intern without an interview or assessment.He is a senior this year, with good abilities and excellent grades in school, but he has some common problems of the rich second generation.

Sluggish, lazy, and a bit impetuous.

Ren Yan asked, "Is this the first time you've been late this week?"

"Isn't it all National Day holidays this week?" Still arguing.

"National Day is a legal holiday for seven days. You can choose to rest at home. The company does not force employees to come to work in the company. But since you have already come, please follow the company's regulations and don't be late and leave early."

According to Chen Qiguo's foolish way of doing things, Ren Yan could fire him a hundred times, but his relationship is too hard to move easily.

In fact, apart from his unruly behavior, Chen Qiguo's business ability is quite strong.

Perhaps because of his real strength, he was even a little dissatisfied with Ren Yan.

In short, it is difficult to discipline.

Ren Yan annoyed him: "Okay, let's go to work."

Chen Qiguo was indeed not convinced by Ren Yan, and became the general manager of the company at a young age. He heard from other colleagues that the general manager had not yet graduated from graduate school.He didn't know where the prejudice came from, and he felt that Ren Yan was a vase and couldn't bear the title of general manager.

"Then I'm going to work." Chen Qiguo put on his sunglasses, stepped on AJ and left.

Ren Yan returned to the office, and the bouquet of bright red roses stood on the desk. He stretched out his hand and flicked the delicate petals, and the water droplets on the petals bounced and jumped into the air.

The office is filled with a light floral fragrance.

Ren Yan sat down, sniffing the fragrance of roses, with a relaxed smile on his face.

As dusk came quietly, in a courtyard of Mingjing Hutong, a group of people, old and young, were busy in the kitchen.

Holding the piping bag, Duan Chuiyu carefully extruded decorations on the birthday cake.

Shaking hands and crowded ugly.

Duan Chuiyu frowned.

He learned how to make the cake by himself two days ago, but unfortunately his cooking skills are really bad, and he only managed to make such a shabby ugly thing after a whole afternoon of tossing around.

The appearance may be a bit poor, but the taste should be okay, the most important thing is the heart... Duan Chuiyu comforted himself so much, pinched a few strawberries and put them on the cake for decoration.

...how could it be even uglier.

He gave up struggling completely, grabbed a lot of fruits and placed them randomly on the cake, making a plate of mixed fruits.

Zhou Yizhen just finished hanging the lanterns on the tree in the yard, walked into the kitchen, and said worriedly: "Zai Zai, are you sure Yan Yan will come today?"

Duan Chuiyu said firmly: "We have an appointment."

The old lady sat down and breathed a sigh of relief: "Of course it's best if you can come, I'm afraid you will waste all your efforts."

"No." Duan Chuiyu squatted in front of her and beat her knee lightly, "There are so many dishes, if he doesn't come, we will eat."

The old lady pinched his nose with a smile: "Okay. If he doesn't come, leave him alone."

It's all just joking, no matter how you pretend to be relaxed, the pain in your heart can't be erased.

The old lady leaned on the edge of the table and got up: "I'll go and offer incense to his mother."

Ren Yan didn't work overtime today, and he left work at that o'clock. He walked out of the office with the bouquet of roses in his hands, and inevitably received eager eyes from the employees.

Chen Qiguo is not active at work, but always leaves work on time.

Ren Yan bumped into Chen Qiguo at the elevator door, and the two exchanged glances.

Chen Qiguo put on his sunglasses and raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Ren, where did you get the roses? They are so beautiful."

Ren Yan didn't bother to talk to him, walked into the elevator and directly pressed the button on the negative floor.

The door was almost closed, Chen Qiguo squeezed in by grabbing the edge of the door: "Are you going to strangle me to death?"

Ren Yan didn't say a word, and Chen Qiguo didn't bother himself, he just raised his head and whistled.

Arriving at the basement floor in silence, Chen Qiguo pressed the car key, the red supercar turned on and the lights rang once, he stepped into the car and waved, "See you tomorrow, Mr. Ren."

After all, a drift, the supercar drove away.

Ren Yan took out his mobile phone and called Meng Yuan: "Hello, Senior Sister."

In private, he still called her "Senior Sister".

"What's wrong, Ayan?"

"Chen Qiguo has been in our company for two weeks, right?" Ren Yan opened the car door and got in the car, "I've seen his attendance records. He worked for a total of [-] days. He was late seven times and left early four times. The internship period is two months. , if he arrives late and leaves early next week, just let him go."

Meng Yuan was a little embarrassed: "But Ayan, he was introduced by Dong Shu."

"The company shouldn't keep such a person."

"Let's take a look again. Didn't he handle a few orders? The feedback is good. He still has the ability, but he's not in the mood." Meng Yuan smiled, "Did he give you a look?"

"No."

"That child is not convinced by you. His family conditions are good. It's normal to have high eyes and low hands. You should be more tolerant and don't be as knowledgeable as him."

"I don't know where the face is not convinced."

Meng Yuan said with a smile: "Who made you handsome? You became the boss of the company at a young age, so he must be dissatisfied with you. He even asked me before, asking if this company was helped by your family members. You drove it."

Ren Yan started the engine and laughed contemptuously: "He's still ashamed to ask about this, why doesn't he want to think about how he got into our company. I'm driving, and I'll hang up first."

"Hey, be careful on the road."

Ren Yan went home, took apart the roses, divided them into several bunches, and put them into vases filled with water. There were three vases in total.One bottle is placed in the porch, one bottle is placed in the bedroom, and the other bottle is placed on the coffee table in the living room.

There was another translucent jet-black thin-mouthed vase on the coffee table, a withered rose was inserted in the vase, and a faintly yellowed card was hung on the leaf stem with cotton thread——

This is the rose that Chuanyu gave him four months ago.

The phone rang, and it was Duan Chuiyu.Duan Chuiyu was still afraid, afraid that Ren Yan would miss the appointment, so he couldn't help but make a phone call.

Ren Yan answered the phone: "Hello?"

"Did you get the rose?"

Ren Yan caressed the withered rose: "Yes."

"like or not?"

"I thought--"

"Think I forgot your birthday?"

Ren Yan gently twirled the bright red rose petals, and smiled: "You like roses so much?"

"To send a lover is of course to send roses." Duan Chuiyu was the most ostentatious, and wanted to swear sovereignty, "Now everyone in your company knows that you have someone, no matter how bad you are, you can be regarded as a fanatical suitor."

Ren Yan just smiled and said nothing.

"Come quickly." Duan Chuiyu said, "I'll wait for you."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-06-1020:43:17~2020-06-1120:58:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: Karen 1;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: the world is brilliant and grand. 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of small apples;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!