The ultimate showdown of black belly and black belly

That day Song Puxin wore a crow blue shirt, which was buttoned up to the Adam's apple.He is actually half a head shorter than Qi Yu, but because he is thin, he also looks slender and tall.

Song Puxin stood at the door of his ward and said, "I heard that you were injured a little bit, and Si Ze asked me to come over to see you on his behalf."

Qi Yu was taken aback: "How did Si Ze know that something happened to me?"

He didn't think word got around that he was almost kidnapped.

Song Pu thought: "He should have learned about it from Si Dong."

Qi Yu: "Oh..."

If Dad revealed it to Uncle Si, it is possible for Si Ze to know.

Although it was a bit of a surprise, everyone came, and they wanted to exchange some pleasantries. Qi Yu shook hands with him and invited him in.

Song Puxin brought Qi Yu a bouquet of exquisitely packaged blue tulips, and this gift was inevitably eye-catching against the backdrop of the three fruit baskets earlier.

Qi Yu took the flowers and pointed to the small tea table in the direction of the balcony: "I'll ask someone to put the flowers up, you sit first."

After he went out, he explained a few words to the nurse, and when he turned around, he saw Song Puxin was still standing, and Qi Yu walked over and said, "I asked them to make a pot of Earl Gray tea, do you want to drink it?"

Song Puxin: "It's all fine."

He didn't sit down until Qi Yu approached, but he didn't take the initiative to find a topic.

Although Qi Yu was a little curious about Song Puxin, he was not the familiar character of Qi Feng after all, and the two faced each other without talking for a while.

Qi Yu recalled that day when they had a meeting, Song Puxin buried himself in taking notes at the meeting table, and hardly spoke much.Then Si Ze invited him to dinner, and Song Puxin was also present. He just sat quietly beside Si Ze drinking and eating, and didn't say a word during the whole process. If it wasn't for his outstanding appearance, he would be like an invisible person. The sense of presence is extremely low.

After a few seconds, Song Puxin probably felt that it was not appropriate for him to remain silent as a visitor, so he spoke first, "Are you in good health now?"

Qi Yu said with a smile: "There is nothing wrong with my body, I just got a little frightened."

He briefly talked about what happened that night, and Song Puxin said lightly after hearing this: "It's really not easy for you to go through this kind of thing at your age..."

Two nurses came in one after another, and one of them held the arranged flowers and asked, "Mr. Qi, where can I put the flowers for you?"

Qi Yu pointed to the tea table: "Just put it here."

After they put down the tea and flowers and left, Qi Yu continued, "Fortunately, Fu Yansheng showed up in time, otherwise I don't know if I can stay here now."

Song Puxin: "Your secretary?"

Qi Yu poured him a cup of tea and said with a smile: "He is not only a secretary, but also my teacher."

Song Pu looked at him curiously: "You really regard him as a teacher?"

Qi Yu: "Well, before he agreed to come to Siyuan Group to help me, we had known each other online for a year, and I regarded him as a teacher at that time."

In fact, during the meal that day, Fu Yansheng also said that Qi Yu had invited him for a year, but Song Puxin probably didn't take it seriously, so now he heard Qi Yu say the same thing, so he reacted this way.

Qi Yu did a good job on the surface in front of Fu Yansheng, but he did not hesitate to support Fu Yansheng in front of outsiders, and did not want others to look down on him at all.

"In terms of work, Mr. Fu has much more experience than me. I do have a lot to learn from him." Qi Yu said.

Song Puxin looked at him seriously for two seconds, and suddenly smiled, although it was only a short smile, but at that moment, his face was as if ice and snow had just melted, and it was unbelievably warm.

Qi Yu was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "What is Mr. Song mainly responsible for for Si Ze?"

Song Puxin lowered his eyelids: "Work records, inspection documents, etc..."

When he said this, he raised his hand subconsciously to caress his shirt, and stroked the edge of the neckline with his slender and soft fingers. Although his expression and tone remained unchanged, the warm feeling just now disappeared without a trace. From the inside to the outside, there was an aura of not getting close to strangers.

Qi Yu didn't know if it was his own illusion, and felt that Song Puxin didn't really want to answer his question.He thought that the work privacy of the other party was involved, so he clearly stopped asking.

He changed the subject and said, "About the work of the Science and Technology Development Department of Siyuan Group, will you be responsible for connecting with my people in the future?"

Song Puxin: "It should be the secretary named Huang Junwen who is in touch with you. I am more inclined to be in charge of Si Ze's life... For example, he will visit you on his behalf."

Qi Yu smiled, thinking that the example Song Puxin gave was very interesting.

At this moment, Qi Yu's cell phone rang. He glanced at it and saw that it was his mother calling, and hurriedly said, "Sorry, I'll answer the call."

Song Pu nodded heartily.

Qi Yu got up and walked out while pressing the answer button: "Mom?"

Jiang Ying's impatient voice of inquiry came from the other end of the phone. Qi Yu thought it was well hidden, but Jiang Ying also knew about it.

"Well, I'm fine...don't worry too much...well, don't come to see me, I'll be discharged from the hospital tomorrow...well, I'll go home tomorrow, and I'll talk about it then..."

After finally calming down her mother, Qi Yu breathed a sigh of relief, hung up the phone and returned to the ward, and saw Song Puxin sitting at the table, looking out the window.The bouquet of light blue tulips on the table set off his handsome side face and pale skin, inexplicably giving birth to a melancholy atmosphere around him...

Qi Yu paused, and was about to go over to talk to him, but Song Puxin had already heard him come in, so he got up first.

"Qi Yu, I have to go back to Sze, so I won't bother you any more. You should rest well."

"Well, okay, thank you, Si Ze, for me," Qi Yu said politely, "I'll be returning to the United States in two days, and we'll get in touch with the group after that."

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In the evening, Fu Yansheng arrived at the hospital ahead of schedule as yesterday, with a bag of things in his hand when he arrived, he glanced at the flowers on the table and asked, "Who is coming to see you today?"

"Do you remember Si Ze's assistant? The one surnamed Song." Qi Yu said.

"Song Puxin?" Fu Yansheng lowered his head and opened the bag and asked, "What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything, just chatted casually." Qi Yu walked over after smelling the fragrance, "What did you buy?"

"Stir-fried steamed stuffed buns with crab powder, just out of the oven," Fu Yansheng opened the lid and raised his eyebrows, "Your takeaway brother with an annual salary of 50 will line up to buy them and deliver them to your door, so you can taste them to your heart's content."

Qi Yu was teased by Fu Yansheng, took the chopsticks handed by Fu Yansheng, fiddled with the buns and said, "Speaking of which, I always thought that Song Puxin was a bit like you..."

Fu Yansheng was startled: "Where does it look like?"

"Temperament? Feeling?" Qi Yu looked at Fu Yansheng, then shook his head and said, "I can't say...the feeling is not so obvious after touching it twice."

After Fu Yansheng ate a pan-fried bun, he said, "Actually, I've seen him before."

Qi Yu was puzzled: "Have you seen it? Have you had contact at work?"

Fu Yansheng raised his eyes: "It's not a job, it's a math competition many years ago, it was held in T University, I was in the Department of Mathematics of T University at that time, he seems to be still in high school, and he came to participate in the pre-competition training camp during the summer vacation. When they came to the training camp I lived in our dormitory building, and several people said that I was a bit like him, so I still remember him."

Qi Yu knew that Fu Yansheng went to college earlier than ordinary people, and after a little calculation, Song Puxin was probably a year or two older than Fu Yansheng.

"Are you going to compete together?" he asked.

Fu Yansheng: "No, I didn't participate, I was helping the professor review the questions."

Qi Yu: "..."

Qi Yu looked at Fu Yansheng with a strange expression: "Aren't the people who can participate in your math competition particularly talented?"

Fu Yansheng: "It's hard to say, but at least the mathematics level is at the top of the list in their respective provinces. There are many prestigious schools in China that offer free admission to those who win prizes in mathematics competitions."

The corner of Qi Yu's mouth twitched, he seemed to understand a little bit, besides that kind of bookishness, Fu Yansheng and Song Puxin probably had a kind of unique... genius temperament?

Although they are courteous and considerate in their dealings with others, they always inadvertently reveal that sense of aloofness that is incompatible with outsiders.

Qi Yu recalled the scene of Song Puxin sitting at the table and looking out the window before leaving. The other party's expression was so indifferent that he seemed to be floating in the world, and seemed to be trapped in infinite loneliness...

The former Fu Yansheng would occasionally make Qi Yu feel similar, but there is one difference, Fu Yansheng is not melancholy, Fu Yansheng shows more of a kind of freedom and sobriety without desire or desire.

Of course, this kind of temperament disappeared from the night when the men negotiated a new contract with them. Now Fu Yansheng is like an old hooligan who cannot be satisfied...

Qi Yu coughed lightly, and said, "By the way, Song Puxin said that Huang Junwen will be in charge of connecting with us in the work of the Science and Technology Development Department in the future."

"Huang Junwen?" Fu Yansheng recalled, "Oh, the one who is good at blowing rainbow farts."

At the dinner table, Secretary Huang praised Fu Yansheng and Xu Jing the most. Besides him, there was also a manager surnamed Jiang.

Qi Yu shrugged and said bluntly, "I don't like that person very much."

Fu Yansheng gestured with his chopsticks: "Although you may not have had much contact with them at the beginning, if you feel that you like Song Puxin more, you can suggest to Size that Song Puxin connect with us."

Qi Yu: "That's okay?"

Fu Yansheng: "Why not? You are the deputy general manager. Si Ze should be able to agree to this request. Besides, the people around Si Ze are all capable. They held a strategy meeting last time. During lunch, Huang Junwen, Song Puxin and I They also sat at the same table with us, and I inquired about it, and Song Puxin is a dual-degree master in law and accounting."

Qi Yu was surprised: "So powerful?"

But he was a little puzzled, Song Puxin is so capable, why is he only working as a life assistant for Sze now?

Fu Yansheng got up and went to the briefcase beside him to take a stack of files and handed them to Qi Yu: "I found some people for you during the day, and they are more in line with our team's future needs. Take a look."

Qi Yu took it and looked through it. There are talents who are familiar with the operation of Internet technology companies, talents who have done compliance and risk control, and senior analysts who are good at data collection and analysis...

Qi Yu was very surprised: "Have you sent out the recruitment information? Someone is applying for a job so soon?"

Fu Yansheng laughed: "How can you find this kind of talent to send out a recruitment letter? Do you think this is looking for a little assistant like Wu Shuang?"

Qi Yu: "Then where did you find it?"

"Ask the headhunter what you want." Fu Yansheng clicked on the stack of materials, and said domineeringly, "Let's see which one you like, and let's dig it at a high price."

Qi Yu: "..."

Why does he somehow feel like the emperor chooses his concubine?

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【Interlude】

Plural: Xin, I can only help so much.

Even: I'm afraid you can't help me...