Senior is my fake wife

Fu Qiong took the subway to the company and felt an unprecedented sense of peace of mind.

On the subway, when he was fumbling for something from his bag, he came across the necklace he gave Sui Zhen last year.

He never gave it away, and Sui Zhen didn't ask.

He sometimes asked himself, are they dating?I have kissed and hugged, but I always feel that something is missing.

Less... ritual?No, it seems not.

Fu Qiong stroked the necklace box, feeling that she was still a little absent-minded about this relationship, and couldn't accept Sui Zhen's sudden change.

He suddenly remembered Xu Helin's chat with him at that time. After he and Sui Zhen settled down, would the relationship be slowly worn out in trivial matters such as food, rice, oil and salt?

In the end, how should I send it away?

When we arrived at the company, Fu Qiong's buttocks were still warm, Liao Xin came over and said, "I have a meeting in the morning, and it feels like a very serious matter."

"Why?" Fu Qiong asked casually after taking a sip of soy milk.

"Because everyone is going to open it! When did you see so many people from our department crammed into the conference room together?" Liao Xin quietly approached him, "Yesterday, it was said that Annie was scolded by the newly appointed project manager at the meeting. It’s bloody, our wave of mobile game projects in the second half of the year is probably a bit mysterious.”

"...What do you mean." Fu Qiong was stunned for a moment, "And we made the art of "Peach Blossom Tribulation", so we can split it if we don't say it. It's okay to lose a mobile game."

"Fart! The other party is already preparing to steal "Peach Blossom Tribulation"!" Liao Xin said, "Let me ask you, if I continue to give you "Taoyuan Tribulation" projects in the future, and then give you a bunch of messy and invalid projects, I will be tired." How would you choose if you don’t get much money if you don’t label the main beauty’s name?”

"..." Fu Qiong said, "How can I choose?"

"You still can't see through it, you, our company's management has a problem, so that the people below feel like they are implicating the whole family if they follow the wrong person." Liao Xin cleared his throat, imitating the appearance in TV dramas, "'Before I don't have a choice, I just want to be a good person right now'."

"Come on..." Fu Qiong smiled and patted him on the back.

"An Zhumei followed the wrong person this time. Her superiors didn't come to the meeting yesterday." Liao Xin said, "She directly rejected the task assigned by the newly appointed project manager at the meeting, which seemed to be quite stiff. Anyway, More bad luck than good..."

After he finished filming, someone came to call them: "There is a meeting."

Originally in a bright mood, it was impossible not to be agitated by being called out like this.

Fu Qiong anxiously prepared to move the computer, but was told that she didn't need it.

Sure enough, it's just an announcement, not an assignment, and I'm even more anxious...

Annie sat in the meeting room with a dignified expression.As soon as a few people sat down, others stood around the meeting room because there were not enough chairs.

As the team leader, Fu Qiong sat on her right side, and the others stood and sat, filling the room to the brim.

Annie took a look at Fu Qiong while everyone was seated, and sighed at him.

"..." With this sigh, Fu Qiong was sure it was not a good thing.

When everyone was seated, Anne spoke.

"Some of you here should know about the meeting yesterday." Annie said, "I'm going to announce something."

She printed things on the projection screen: "This is our plan for the second half of the year."

After watching it for a while, everyone realized something was wrong.

"Aren't you going to do the "Peach Blossom Tribulation" series?" Someone said.

"Well, the above means that it is now assigned to Manager Chen and other teams." Annie said.

The people around were very quiet for a while.

"However, the modelers in our group can follow the "Peach Blossom Tribulation" group, which is equivalent to borrowing people." Annie lowered her eyes, "These people, you should go and make sure that the salary and performance are all based on the original. If you don't want to go, you can also Yes, the performance will not be the same as before, and you can consider whether to stay and transfer by yourself."

"Then, the rest..." Annie pointed to the screen and said, "These are the items."

It is not difficult to see that most of the projects are leftovers.

"The higher-ups communicated with me before, hoping that we could make a remake of a popular Japanese game, without copyright, and with side effects... I refused." Annie said, "Leaving aside the plagiarism, so the rest is what we can get. gone."

There are only four words in Fu Qiong's mind - "Talk is better than nothing."

"...the second half of this year will be difficult." Anne said, "But we are determined not to do plagiarism projects. This is the bottom line."

"Finally, I would like to tell you one thing." Annie said, "Because of the project progress requirements, we will cooperate with the Korean side. We will invite a Korean technical team and art team to come here, but there are too many of them, so in the future our project team The position will be transferred...the new place is more crowded, but after I applied with the above, the other party agreed to work flexibly."

"What... we don't even have a seat?" Fu Qiong subconsciously said.

"Almost, that's what it means," said Anne.

Now, the meeting room is finally fried.

"Why? Why, "Peach Blossom Tribulation" can't get out without us. What do you mean now? You want to drive us away?!"

"Let's talk about layoffs in disguise! Who cares about it!"

"I still have a mortgage to repay, so what should I do in the second half of the year?"

"The child has to pay tuition..."

Fu Qiong has been here for so long, and has seen several rounds of such things.He knew before that Feng Shui took turns, and one day it would turn to their heads.

He just didn't expect that after such a turn, even his own position would not be so exaggerated.

After the meeting, Annie was the last to leave, and Fu Qiong waited for her after packing up her things.

When she went out, she saw Fu Qiong at the door.

"Going for a cup of coffee?" said Annie.

The two of them went to the coffee shop downstairs, and Annie treated him to an Americano.

"Do you think I'm embarrassed?" Annie said, stirring the coffee.

"I know you've tried your best." Fu Qiong said, "Don't think too much."

"I have never understood why the internal factions in our game company can be so divided." Annie said, "And you, if you want to continue to do the original painting of "Peach Blossom Tribulation", you can just write an application for transfer. Approve immediately. Don’t think that we have favors... until the person in the current position leaves and we return to the original time, it is basically impossible this year.”

"I'll think about it." Fu Qiong said, "But I really don't want to leave. If I want to leave, I might as well resign."

Annie pursed her lips, leaned back on the chair, and tapped her fingers on the table irritably: "I'm really pissed off, think I'm plagiarizing? Go to hell with them."

"Don't be angry." Fu Qiong said, "If you can't, it's a holiday... You haven't had a rest for so long."

"It's one thing to be on vacation, but it's real not to be reconciled." Annie covered her mouth with her hands and looked up at him, "What about you?"

"Of course I'm not reconciled." Fu Qiong sighed, "I like Chengli, Chengli can help me realize my self-worth... But sometimes this kind of corporate culture is really unacceptable."

"Will you go?" Anne asked.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Fu Qiong said.

"Okay." Annie frowned, "I hope you can stay, but this kind of thinking is very selfish."

She crossed her legs, took two sips from the cup, and smiled.

"It's a lot more cheerful to chat with you, and you... always have this kind of power, which makes me feel very comfortable and at ease."

"No." Fu Qiong said with a smile, "Then, let's go up."

Fu Qiong returned to her seat, and their group was discussing this matter enthusiastically.He originally wanted to discuss this matter with Sui Zhen, but...in fact, this is all his own business.

If I tell Sui Zhen, I will inevitably be worried again, maybe I will make him quit his job and find a new one.

In any case, it's not wise to procrastinate, and a choice must be made. Although the current situation cannot be compared, it will always remind him of the past internship period.Fortunately, he is not what he used to be now, he is more confident with money and seniority...

Forget it, as he thinks, take a long vacation for yourself.

After getting off work, Fu Qiong packed up her things and put the things on his desk into her locker.I took my laptop and got off work on time. I met a colleague on the way and asked him what he thought.

Fu Qiong said: "I just want to stay here first, bad projects are also projects."

He stretched himself and decided to go shopping at IKEA.

It just so happened that Fu Qiong had to keep an eye on the decoration, so he might as well take this opportunity to learn more about charging.

Sure enough, when you get older, your mentality is different.

Fu Qiong was pushing a cart and shopping for furniture at IKEA.The sofas, chairs and tables are all ordered, and they are kept at home. You can buy his favorite storage and small objects.

He was pushing the cart when Sui Zhen's phone call came.

"Are you off work yet?" Sui Zhen said, "I'm here."

"Well, I'm at IKEA." Fu Qiong said, "Then you have a good dinner."

"IKEA?" Sui Zhen said, "Why don't you wait for me to go shopping by myself."

"You have worked hard recently." Fu Qiong said.

"Remember to eat dinner, don't eat messy things." Sui Zhen said, "...I miss you."

Fu Qiong froze for a moment, then said, "...um."

He hung up the phone, did some shopping, and ate dinner at IKEA before returning home slowly.

In short, he decided not to tell Sui Zhen about it.

Sui Zhen came back a few days later, and went downstairs with him to look at the house on the weekend.

"Aren't you busy recently?"

Sui Zhen and him stood in the new house, the living room had already taken shape, and some surrounding furniture was covered by transparent cloth, which looked like a world inside a transparent glass cover.

"There is not much to install in the kitchen and bathroom." Sui Zhen said, "The decoration of this house was quite new before, and it is enough for the furniture to dissipate the smell."

"Okay, I like a sofa." Fu Qiong said, "I've placed an order, and it should be delivered in a few days."

"En." Sui Zhen put his hand on his waist and said in a low voice, "It's hard work, my wife."

"..." Fu Qiong was unscrupulous when she saw that the worker was not around, she glared at him and pushed him away, showing him her things, "I bought some small cabinets."

"So you're not busy recently?" Sui Zhen asked again, "It's too hard to focus on the decoration at work."

"Well, not too busy." Fu Qiong said.

"That's good." Sui Zhen said, "Let's go, I'll go up and cook for you."

After the meal, Sui Zhen was doing tummy time in the room, and Fu Qiong really had nothing to do. She was watching videos on her laptop, with fruits and a book after the meal in front of her.

Sui Zhen came out dragging his slippers and saw him sitting on the soft cushion on the ground with his feet crossed, chewing an apple while saying, "Are you busy?"

"Huh?" Fu Qiong raised her eyes, "Not busy."

"Can you change the t for me?" Sui Zhen said.

Fu Qiong said: "Okay."

He followed Sui Zhen into the room, Sui Zhen sat on the chair, and Fu Qiong bent over to look at him: "Is this page the template you downloaded?"

"Well, I don't think it looks good." Sui Zhen looked at him sideways, "Can you optimize it for me."

"Please." Fu Qiong said with a smile.

Sui Zhen rubbed his cheek with the tip of his nose: "Please."

Fu Qiong was caught off guard by him, and her heart softened. She wanted to tease him, but she was teased in reverse. She was quite helpless, and wondered when he would be so good at it.

"Actually, I'm not very good at this." Fu Qiong rubbed her nose, "Can I find you a helper, such as Bai Qin?"

"That's ugly." Sui Zhen immediately said.

"Okay, let me take a look." Fu Qiong said, "You can send it to me."

Fu Qiong was a little tired after bending over for a while, Sui Zhen seemed to feel it, put his arms around his waist and said: "You can sit down."

This "sit down" is of course sitting on Sui Zhen's lap.

Sui Zhen didn't wait for him to react, and pressed him on his lap first, put his arms around his slender waist, and put his face on his back: "..."

"You're really, forget it if you stick to death." Fu Qiong said helplessly.

He leaned forward and sent Sui Zhen's things to his notebook. Sui Zhen quietly hugged him behind his back. Fu Qiong always felt that something was wrong.

He paused, turned his head and said, "I'm working!"

"Yeah." Sui Zhen buried her face on his back, her voice was muffled and innocent, "I know, but I can't control it either."