My first love overturned

Gu Chenjing sat upright.Lin Zhuoguang's eyes were full of coldness, and he locked on Lin Jiyi, staring intently.

Lin Jiyi: "May I ask your name?"

Gu Chenjing: "Gu Chenjing."

Lin Jiyi: "May I ask when is your birthday?"

Gu Chenjing: "June 6."

Lin Jiyi: "Okay, I passed the interview."

He picked up a pen and wrote the words "entering the probationary period" on Gu Chenjing's "Interview Registration Form".

Gu Chenjing was stunned, and Lin Zhuoguang smiled: "I waive the right to complain about you."

Lin Jiyi still gave him a "you are free" shrug: "I want to talk to Mr. Gu Chenjing about the department, position, and salary of the entry in detail, please avoid it."

"Why?" Lin Zhuoguang disagreed, "I must be present."

"Our company strictly implements the salary confidentiality system. As an employee who is about to enter the probationary period, please abide by our company's reasonable and legal rules and regulations." After closing the two "Interview Registration Forms", Lin Jiyi handed them to Lin Zhuoguang, "Send Report to the HR department."

Gu Chenjing gently pushed Lin Zhuoguang: "You wait for me in the parking lot."

Lin Zhuoguang stood up and said softly, "I'll be waiting for you at the door."

Lin Zhuoguang grabbed the "Interview Registration Form" from Lin Jiyi's hand and went straight to the door, not wanting to give Lin Jiyi a look.

The interview between Gu Chenjing and Lin Jiyi lasted for [-] minutes, and Lin Zhuoguang stared outside the office with the nameplate of "Secretary of the Board of Directors" for [-] minutes.

It wasn't until Gu Chenjing opened the door and came out that he confirmed that there was no danger on Gu Chenjing's face, that he was slightly relieved, and felt that the current situation was worth celebrating with a delicious meal.

Unexpectedly, Gu Chenjing expressed his disapproval of Lin Zhuoguang's proposed meal celebration: "I can't do it today, I have an appointment with Yu Ran."

What Yu, what Ran, can't it be called the full name of "Xie Yuran"?Lin Zhuoguang suddenly asked: "What do you call me?"

Gu Chenjing didn't respond: "What?"

"For example, you told Xie Yuran that you want to have dinner with me today to celebrate our promotion from classmate to colleague. How do you tell him? Say 'I have dinner with Lin Zhuoguang'?"

"if not?"

"What if it's Qin Xiao instead? 'I'm having dinner with Qin Xiao'?"

"if not?"

"Instead..." Lin Zhuoguang scratched his hair irritably, unable to think of anyone else with a name in Gu Chenjing's life, his tone became aggrieved, "I can't be more suitable with you" Is best friend' a more intimate title for this positioning?"

"The intimate title of a best friend", this definition makes Gu Chenjing difficult.

He carefully looked at Lin Zhuoguang's apparent awkwardness, and said in a jiffy, "Then... call you... Guang... Guangguang?"

As soon as the word "Guangguang" came out, Gu Chenjing couldn't help laughing before Lin Zhuoguang could do anything.

He laughed so hard that his breath diverted into his throat when his breath was slightly disturbed.

Gu Chenjing, who was coughing and smiling at the same time, made Lin Zhuoguang completely lose his mind to compete. He stretched out his hand and stroked Gu Chenjing's thin back, trying to make Gu Chenjing feel better.

Gu Chenjing waved to him to indicate that it was okay, and slowly stopped laughing and coughing.

The corridor outside the office of the "Secretary of the Board" was relatively quiet, but not without people passing by.Lin Zhuoguang has a special status, and he has never talked about keeping a low profile. There are very few people in the Mo family who don't know him. Gu Chenjing's laughter and coughing are not small, and it is natural for people passing by to take a few glances. reaction.

So Gu Chenjing pulled Lin Zhuoguang into the elevator.After entering the elevator, he pressed the button of B1, and he said, "We will have the meal next time. But I have to pay for it."

The word "pay the bill" has been directly connected with Lin Zhuoguang's seldom sensitive nerves since "seventy-eight thousand", which made him shake his head reflexively and refuse: "I will pay the bill."

Then he remembered the question he planned to ask Gu Chenjing when he was waiting in front of Lin Jiyi's office: "What is your position?"

"Brand business department, staff."

"Brand business department? Aren't you my assistant?" Lin Zhuoguang asked.

Gu Chenjing: "No, you don't have an assistant. Secretary Lin said that you also joined the brand business department, just like me, a staff member."

Since he was in the same department as Gu Chenjing, Lin Zhuoguang decided not to worry about titles and names for the time being: "What about your salary? How much?"

"The principle of confidentiality..." Gu Chenjing hesitated.

"What secrets are you keeping from me?" Lin Zhuoguang stared, "What secrets do I not know about the Mo family? I even know the bank password of the chairman of the Mo family."

What Lin Zhuoguang said was too reasonable, and Gu Chenjing had to agree.

"The monthly salary during the probationary period is 80% of the monthly salary after the regularization. All kinds of insurance and provident fund are fully purchased. Overtime work includes meal allowance, car allowance and overtime pay. Overtime pay is calculated at 200% of the hourly salary." Gu Chenjing said, "Mo's support formal."

"Regular is what it should be." The elevator arrived at B1, and the elevator door opened smoothly and silently after the prompt sounded. Lin Zhuoguang asked the question he was most concerned about while walking, "So how much is the monthly salary?"

Gu Chenjing: "After becoming a full-time employee, [-] yuan will be evaluated for a salary increase every six months."

"What?" Lin Zhuoguang was angry, "[-]? Ten thousand is not as much as you earn for a month by driving an online car-hailing service, right?"

The flashing lights of Little Custard's unlocked car synchronized with Lin Zhuoguang's worry: "Are you enough?"

"That's enough. There is no subsidy for online car-hailing now. This monthly salary is about the same as the monthly income of driving online car-hailing." Gu Chenjing opened the door of the small custard passenger cab with a natural expression, "Except for the fixed transfer of [-] a month. Besides giving eight to my mother, I don’t have much to spend my money on.”

Immediately, images flashed in Lin Zhuoguang's mind: dilapidated neighborhoods with almost no lighting in the early morning, damp and sticky stairs, corridors with either broken sensor lights or insufficient lighting, and a small coffee table with broken glass but still in use Gu Chenjing's den.

Every picture made Lin Zhuoguang feel sour in his heart.

Looking at Lin Zhuoguang's face full of complex and indescribable expressions standing beside the cab and not getting into the car, Gu Chenjing sighed, and crossed the roof of the car with sincere and deep sympathy to comfort him: "You get [-] yuan a month. It's really not enough."

"I'm fine. I'm taken care of by the chairman, and I use his secondary card for basic necessities of life." Lin Zhuoguang slammed open the car door, stepped into the driver's cab, subconsciously fastened his seat belt, and talked to him Gu Chenjing, who sat in the passenger cab at the same time, said, "However... your bath towel will take a long time. My grandpa will definitely plan to cure me this time. I guess I won't have a chance to get a gift before I become a regular."

A smile appeared in Gu Chenjing's eyes: "Okay."

Lin Zhuoguang started the car.As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he seemed to remember something, and immediately stepped on the brakes.

Little Custard made the sharp sound of a sudden brake, and stopped between two calm black cars and six colorful sports cars in the parking lot.

Gu Chenjing didn't know why Lin Zhuoguang suddenly stepped on the brakes: "What?"

Lin Zhuoguang's arrogance, reluctance, and embarrassment were mixed together, and his emotions were complicated: "You...and Xie Yuran, where is the date?"

"I'll go to Zhanqian Road and take the subway there."

Lin Zhuoguang subconsciously wanted to send Gu Chenjing to his destination, but seeing the helplessness in Gu Chenjing's eyes, he could only convince himself that he could not restrict the freedom of friends to make friends.

friend... friend?Lin Zhuoguang suddenly thought of a "friend" in another sense.

"Little lion... you know... Xie Yuran..." He murmured, "You know he..."

"Huh?" Gu Chenjing approached subconsciously, trying to hear Lin Zhuoguang's words more clearly.

Lin Zhuoguang hesitated again when he wanted to say something.

Qin Xiao said that Xie Yuran confessed to Gu Chenjing.

Although Qin Xiao seemed unreliable to run the train full of gags, Lin Zhuoguang, as a child, has always been convinced that once Qin Xiao said something of practical significance, he would be very reliable.

Since Xie Yuran has made it clear that he has confessed, it is impossible for Gu Chenjing not to know what Xie Yuran has in mind for him.

No matter whether Gu Chenjing refuses or not, after all, Xie Yuran is of the same sex. Even if he cares about Gu Chenjing as a good friend, it is not appropriate to rashly bring up this matter.

Friends are free to make other friends.Friends also have the freedom to fall in love.

In addition, Gu Chenjing's position as a "good friend" was unilaterally announced by Lin Zhuoguang, and he always felt that he lacked confidence.

"never mind."

Silently saying "friendship has boundaries" in his heart, Lin Zhuoguang finally let go of the tight brake and pushed the accelerator pedal reluctantly.

The little custard with excellent performance roared and left Mo's.

Back at the apartment, after taking a shower, Lin Zhuoguang picked out a bath towel of the same brand and color as that given to Gu Chenjing, wiped his hair and walked out of the bathroom: "Little mentally retarded, what time is it?"

"Master, good evening. Today is November 56th, Friday, and the current time is [-]:[-] in the evening. Today's weather is sunny..."

Taking the chatter of the smart housekeeper as the background sound, Lin Zhuoguang took out his mobile phone and wanted to send Gu Chenjing a WeChat message.

But what to say, he has no idea.

Flipping through the phone randomly, opening and sliding away various apps, Lin Zhuoguang had a flash of light in his mind, opened the news app, read all kinds of news carefully, thought over and over again, but still couldn't find a suitable, reasonable and timely message to Gu Chenjing The reason for WeChat.

Until a news headline "You may not know how much it costs to apply for labor arbitration" appeared, Lin Zhuoguang was finally blessed, and quickly sent Gu Chenjing a WeChat message: [Working time is [-] am. 】

After watching the news for another 10 minutes, Lin Zhuoguang didn't find a second piece of news suitable for developing his thinking, nor did he get a reply from Gu Chenjing.

Throwing the phone on the sofa angrily, Lin Zhuoguang picked up the bath towel and wiped his hair, only to find that the hair was already dry.

Lin Zhuoguang irritatedly threw the towel to the armrest of the sofa and watched it slide down to the carpet.

Too lazy to fix the fallen bath towel, Lin Zhuoguang opened the call interface and called Gu Chenjing directly—to remind new colleagues that working hours are part of the company's care, and they are confident.

The phone rang five times before it was connected.Before Gu Chenjing could speak, Lin Zhuoguang had already said, "Work time is nine o'clock in the morning."

It should still be in the dining place, so Gu Chenjing's voice was obviously lowered because he was in a public place: "Okay, I know. Secretary Lin confirmed with me today."

Lin Zhuoguang didn't intend to hang up the phone, he asked Gu Chenjing: "Xie Yuran, does he know that you are working at Mo's?"

"We didn't talk about this." Gu Chenjing paused and asked, "Do you want to tell him?"

If you're not talking about work, then you're talking about your personal life.Lin Zhuoguang blurted out: "Whatever."

Feeling his own inexplicable resentment in this sentence, Lin Zhuoguang quickly said: "I'm dead."

Gu Chenjing responded, and waited for Lin Zhuoguang to hang up first.

Lin Zhuoguang didn't hang up the phone, listening to Gu Chenjing's light breathing, he whispered: "Little lion."

"En." Gu Chenjing replied again, with a soft and slow ending, soft and soft.

"When you get home, send me a message."

"it is good."

Xie Yuran's voice rang out from the receiver in a disconcerting way: "You seem to be thinner again, eat more."

Lin Zhuoguang suddenly remembered the feeling when Gu Chenjing was stroking his back when he laughed and coughed.

Gu Chenjing was indeed on the thin side.

Although the object made Lin Zhuoguang very unhappy, it's good that Gu Chenjing can have a good meal.

It wasn't until 32:[-] in the evening that Lin Zhuoguang's mobile phone finally received the message he was looking forward to:【I'm home. 】

Lin Zhuoguang was typing, and Gu Chenjing's message came again:

【meet on Monday. 】

Lin Zhuoguang stopped typing the message with his fingertips, looked at the three words "see you on Monday", and felt that his heart that had been hanging for too long finally fell into his chest - Gu Chenjing and him are already colleagues.

He will no longer send WeChat repeatedly, but always talk to Void.

It's not because he hasn't been treated like this before that he has the desire to win, but he really wants to find his old friend recalling Chenjing,

I also really want to help this friend.

Although the methods and methods are not particularly accepted and liked by Gu Chenjing, Lin Zhuoguang is such a tiger.

Lin Zhuoguang deleted [See you on Monday] in the input box and called Gu Chenjing.

Lin Zhuoguang's recent phone luck is not very good - the frequency of calls ringing until they hang up and no one answers is really high.

asleep?Staring at the darkened screen, Lin Zhuoguang wondered: Did you sleep too fast?

If Gu Chenjing is already asleep, should he still make a call?

After struggling for 10 minutes, Gu Chenjing called Lin Zhuoguang back: "I just went to take a shower. Is there anything wrong?"

"Is that... is the subway crowded?"

Gu Chenjing: "Did you ask me when I went to eat, or when I came back just now?"

Lin Zhuoguang: "..."

Gu Chenjing chuckled with a rising voice on the phone: "It wasn't very crowded when I came back, and there are still seats."

"Oh..." Lin Zhuoguang found a foothold for his question, "The morning rush hour is too annoying, I also want to try the subway."

Gu Chenjing: "Well. After all, the monthly salary during the probationary period is only [-], and your little custard is not enough for oil."

Knowing that he was too nervous and would step on Gu Chenjing's sensitive area without paying attention, Lin Zhuoguang didn't want to talk about money.He asked Gu Chenjing, "Have you washed your hair?"

Gu Chenjing: "Washed."

"Did you use the gift?"

"It's in use, the phone is hands-free." Gu Chenjing smiled softly, "It's very useful, thank you."

Lin Zhuoguang also laughed softly.

He lowered his head and saw the bath towel he had thrown on the carpet behind the armrest of the sofa, and stretched out his hand to pick it up.

"Good night," he said with a smile, "little lion. See you on Monday."