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As soon as Wu Han finished speaking, everyone looked at Zhou Qingluo, as if he was the boss of this company and they were all waiting for him to make a decision.

Zhou Qingluo felt that he was a dedicated craftsman, relying on his skills to make a living, and did not know anything about management. It required resource integration and personnel deployment, which was too much trouble and made people bald.

The problem he faces now will be a management problem. How to integrate Song Ling's resources and how to deploy Wu Han's personnel, of course, must be handed over to the boss.

Zhou Qingluo turned his head and asked Zhao Dayu: "Boss, what do you say?"

Zhao Dayu: "?" He doesn't seem to know how to do this question either, and he has just become the boss not long ago.

Everyone looked at Zhao Dayu, each of them didn't think it was a big deal, and looked forward to his speech with burning eyes.

Zhao Dayu dug out his limited experience as a boss, thought about the root cause of this contradiction, and found out that it was Zhou Qingluo.

Zhao Dayu coughed twice: "Qing Luo, go buy some more drinks."

Zhou Qingluo got the order and slipped away immediately, "Okay."

Zhao Dayu said again: "Xiao Wu, what delicious food did you cook today, bring it here and let me taste it."

Wu Han pursed his lips, and took the bag to Zhao Dayu.

Zhao Dayu greeted: "Come, if you have nothing to do, come and eat."

They don't really want to go there, because they are afraid that when they encounter a bug next time, a certain person who is dragged to the sky will tell the boss, I can do this bug, but let him go.

Now that the economy is in a downturn, it is not easy to find a job.

Zhao Dayu directly called the name: "You, you, come and eat, you can't do the work well, and you can't eat well."

Liangqiu had just finished playing the game, and he didn't know what happened. Now he took off his earphones, and just heard the word 'eat', he immediately regained his spirits, "What to eat?"

A few foodies who fished in troubled waters also came over, "Let me see what is delicious."

Zhao Dayu opened the bag, and several people booed, "Wow, matcha mousse layered."

"Looks delicious."

Liang Qiu: "The strawberry and vanilla ice cream that Xiao Wu made last time is also delicious. It's as delicious as the first time Zhou Qingluo invited you to eat ice cream, right Xiao Wu."

Everyone: "..."

Liang Qiu: "?"

What I am most afraid of is the sudden silence of the air, except for the keyboard sound that is getting heavier and heavier.

Zhao Dayu coughed twice: "Then Xiao Wu, Zhou Qingluo can't eat so much, should we share it?"

Now that the boss has already spoken, Wu Han can't say anything, "Yes, but save some for Brother Qing Luo to taste."

Wu Han felt that he was about to be stared at by Song Ling, but he pretended not to see the whole time, and buried himself in his own business.

Several people tasted the dim sum made by Wu Han with relish.

Liangqiu admired: "Xiao Wu, what brand of matcha powder did you buy? The one my girlfriend bought last time turned out to be a bit yellowish. Your color is very green and has a strong tea fragrance."

"..."

Lou Yang couldn't take it anymore, "Eat as much as you want, eat well, and if you don't say a few words, no one will think you are dumb."

Song Ling has a bit of professional ethics, as long as he starts working, he is very dedicated and focused. After he gave Wu Han a look of "I'll clean you up after I'm done", he started to solve the problem.

Serious work seems to be contagious. Seeing that Song Ling was able to go to work with jealousy, other fishing parties were embarrassed to fish, and honestly started doing other jobs.

Wu Han sat next to him, feeling like he was sitting on pins and needles, but he didn't know where he was unwilling to admit defeat, and he insisted on sitting beside Song Ling. Even though Song Ling's aura was strong and sharp, he carried it with all his might, but In any case, you can't devote yourself to your work wholeheartedly.

When Zhou Qingluo came back from buying drinks, he was quite surprised by the atmosphere in the office, which resembled a college entrance examination room. He was so focused that he didn't even notice that he pushed the door in.

Everyone was concentrating on typing on the keyboard, only Wu Han was fidgeting.

Wu Han breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Zhou Qingluo coming in. Song Ling was out of consciousness, glanced at him, and raised his eyes. Sure enough, Zhou Qingluo had arrived at the office.

Wu Han looked at Zhou Qingluo as if looking at straws, Song Ling turned to him, "What are you looking at?"

Wu Han: "..."

Everyone raised their heads to look at Zhou Qingluo.

Zhou Qingluo: "..." Shouldn't he come back?

Zhou Qingluo could easily see that Song Ling was jealous.

This kid Wu Han is also strange. Since he saved him in the alley last time, he has been clinging to him and trying his best to treat him well.

Obviously life is very tight, but every week I will buy some ingredients, make some snacks and bring them over.

At first, people in the office would make a fuss, but after Zhou Qingluo lost his temper once, everyone became honest.

But he didn't have a good talk with Wu Han. Song Ling was there last time, so why did he treat him so lightly.

At this time, Song Ling was like a cat with its hair blown up, while Wu Han was a mouse that ate his dried fish. He wished he could eat Wu Han alive.

At this time, it's time to smooth things out, otherwise everyone's life will be difficult.

Zhou Qingluo walked over and put the quilt coffee next to Song Ling, "Last time, I found a coffee shop using the same brand of coffee beans. The coffee machine is also the same. I ran over to buy it for you. Try it."

Song Ling's face finally eased a little, and Zhou Qing Luo Shun Mao was quite successful.

"Qing Luo, what did you buy for everyone?"

Zhou Qingluo raised the bag in his hand, "Milk tea."

"Nothing else?"

"Added pearl red beans and nata de coco."

"..."

Zhou Qingluo said while distributing milk tea to everyone.

Liangqiu teased ambiguously: "Qing Luo, I also want to drink the coffee ground from the coffee beans and the coffee machine."

The sound of everyone unpacking the milk tea package stopped abruptly, and the whole office was suddenly as quiet as a chicken.

After a long while, everyone came back to their senses, thinking that Liangqiu was lucky to have a girlfriend, so he dared to make such a joke.

It's nice to have a girlfriend, it's a talisman.

Zhou Qingluo replied: "A cup costs more than 100, please ask Mr. Zhao if he agrees."

Zhao Dayu let out a chuckle: "Until the bug is resolved, you are all thinking about shit."

"..."

Liang Qiu: "Then why did Song Ling have it?"

Zhou Qingluo: "I paid for it."

Liang Qiu: "Damn it!"

Song Ling's face finally softened a little. He turned his head and looked triumphantly at Wu Han who was holding a cup of milk tea that was reimbursed by ordinary companies, and raised his eyebrows in disdain.

Wu Han: "..." Childish.

Zhou Qingluo sighed in his heart, some people are really like a child, like the boss of a two-child family.

Zhou Qingluo successfully smoothed the hair, and everyone's life is much easier, so don't worry about him suddenly blowing up the hair again.

Song Ling's efficiency is very fast, and he has already laid out the overall program framework near the end of get off work time.

He quickly browsed the program of the other seven parts, made notes on the program, looked up at Zhao Dayu, "Come here."

Boss Zhao, who was being dominated, felt weird, but he passed on, "Okay?"

Song Ling: "Let the seven gourd babies..."

Seven gourd babies: "?"

Zhou Qingluo coughed twice and winked at him.

Song Ling changed his words: "Let the seven of them fill in the programs they wrote according to the notes."

Zhou Qingluo raised his forehead, shouldn't Song Ling buy accident insurance?

Zhao Dayu looked at the framework structure of the program, and found that the logic was very rigorous, so he began to call out, "Come here, big boy."

Everyone: "..."

The eldest child is Liangqiu.

Liangqiu's head grew bigger when he saw it, "Can the annotation be changed to Chinese?"

Song Ling: "No."

"..."

Song Ling: "After filling it out, run it by yourself, Qing Luo, let's get off work."

Zhao Dayu: "Don't leave yet? Let's go through the procedure?"

Song Ling swaggered out of the office, "If there is a problem, call."

"..." Who is the boss?

Those programmers are not easy to eat, and they started to use the big framework. After finishing the work, Zhao Dayu fixed some small bugs, and then rubbed his fists and prayed with his hands together in a very ritual sense, "God bless the operation to pass."

Liangqiu: "Boss Zhao, you are obviously blessed by God, and you have to kneel down for God's blessing."

Zhao Dayu: "Go aside."

Zhao Dayu clicked Run, and after holding his breath for half an hour, the result finally came out.

The entire office was silent for a while, and then there were 'fuck' in various tones one after another.

Programmers can't imagine other words that are closer to their current mood than these two words.

Zhao Dayu laughed heartily, "Look at you one by one, is this all? It has troubled you for a month?"

"Mr. Zhao, don't be like this, you have also participated in it, and you are the one who raised the most opinions."

Zhao Dayu: "I'm too embarrassed to talk about you."

"Let's just say that hard work is not worth mentioning in front of talent."

"I didn't even want to hit you, but you actually said it yourself."

"It's awesome, no wonder people dragged it."

Purebred technicians don't spend so much time and effort, and they only obey technology, so they can't be leaders.

Damn, if I'm that powerful, I'll be like this too.

Zhao Dayu: "Let's go, let me treat you, Zhou Qingluo and Song Ling."

At this time, Song Ling and Zhou Qingluo had finished their meal and were paralyzed on the sofa. Zhou Shoulin went to the small park to watch people sing after eating, and they were the only two left.

When Zhao Dayu called, Song Ling was peeling grapefruits, and Zhou Qingluo asked: "Mr. Zhao said that the procedure has been adjusted. Please have a dinner with everyone. Are you going?"

Song Ling shook his head. Just about to say no, he changed his mind and asked, "Do you want to go?"

Zhou Qingluo shook his head with a smile: "No, those straight men are all brainless, they like to joke, if they go, they will kill them."

Hearing this, Song Ling paused, only to realize that Zhou Qingluo hadn't settled the matter today.

"Go ahead, isn't it good to be joking?"

Zhou Qingluo glanced at some people who suddenly became eccentric, and thought about it carefully before realizing that he was still holding on to today's matter.

Lou Yang told him something about the morning, he probably knew about it.

Zhou Qingluo: "They like to joke, don't take it to heart."

"You can tell a lie 99 times and it will still come true. Which of the young couples who were teased in the class wasn't true?"

Zhou Qingluo: "..." He was speechless.

He changed the subject: "No, I have to eat some more desserts, and matcha mousse cake, would you like it?"

"I didn't eat today, so I have to eat to be at ease?"

Zhou Qingluo: "?"

"The green color of this matcha tea is very positive, and it also has a strong tea aroma."

Zhou Qingluo thought for a while and said, "Isn't that because Xiaoxiangzi saved him once before? Xiao Wu has a pitiful background. I think he is very upbeat..."

Song Ling sneered, "You just saved him once, why did he pester you? It's good for you with all your heart and soul?"

Song Ling was taken aback when he said this.

Jiao Zuo asked him similar words countless times.

Jiao Zuo asked: "Jiang Shiyan just saved you once, why did you pester him and treat him with all your heart?"

Wu Han was very much like his former self, who tried his best to hold on to life-saving straws with all his heart and soul.

So subconsciously, he hated Wu Han, not only hated him for trying everything possible to get close to Zhou Qingluo, but also hated him living in the quagmire, too weak and powerless, unable to fight back those unfair injuries, so he gradually gave up on himself, living like a walking dead, Putting his beliefs on others, he deceived himself, thinking that others would pull him and lead him out of the quagmire.

When everything is assumed to be false, all you want is destruction.

He hated Wu Han, just like he hated the incompetent self who was slaughtered by others.

I hate that because of incompetence and weakness, I have become such a person, a ghost and a ghost.

Seeing his gloomy and pale face and blank eyes, Zhou Qingluo shook his arm, "Song Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Song Ling didn't answer, still immersed in his own world.

In fact, Zhou Qingluo also asked Wu Han about this.

He half-jokingly asked Wu Han: "Song Ling was also there that day, why did you avoid him?"

Wu Han's answer surprised him, but it was also reasonable.

Wu Han was silent for a long time before he said: "He didn't save me. He was watching coldly that day. Brother Qian made a move on Brother Qing Luo, so he did it."

"It was he who handed the knife to Brother Qian and intentionally provoked Brother Qian to stab him. He had actually calculated the time and deliberately let the police see this scene and let the police arrest Brother Qian."

"Actually, it's not the first time he saw me being bullied by Brother Qian and the others. He walked away indifferently."

"Brother Qing Luo, Song Ling must have a mental illness, he doesn't look like a normal person, you should stay away from him."

Zhou Qingluo was also very puzzled, at first he planned to stay away from him, but later he fell in love with him for some reason.

As far as the world is unpredictable, who can say for sure.

Zhou Qingluo hooked his lips and called him again, "Song Ling?"

Song Ling didn't respond, when Zhou Qingluo's phone rang, and it was Wu Han who called.

At the other end, Wu Han's voice was crying, and he said anxiously: "Brother Qing Luo, am I going to die? I feel so uncomfortable now."

Zhou Qingluo: "Don't worry, what's wrong with you?"

"Can you come to my house to see me? My stomach hurts so badly, I can't get up, and I have a lot of red spots on my body."

Zhou Qingluo: "Then wait for me for a while, I'll go over now, keep in touch."

Song Ling came back to his senses and quickly grabbed his arm, "Where are you going?"

Zhou Qingluo: "Wu Han is sick. He said that his stomach hurts badly and he has pimples on his body..."

Song Ling held his arm tightly, "Qing Luo, don't go."

Zhou Qingluo explained patiently: "He has no family anymore. He lives alone. Now he is sick and feels very serious. I'll go over and see what's going on."

"He did it on purpose, don't go."

Zhou Qingluo couldn't believe it: "Song Ling?"

Song Ling still didn't let go, as if he was afraid that Zhou Qingluo would leave, his voice was trembling with nervousness, "He lives alone, what should he do if he was sick before meeting you? Why does it have to be you now? Why can't he call 120 by himself? "

Zhou Qingluo smiled angrily, "Then tell me, what should I do? Wu Han sent me a distress signal, do you want me to reject him? If I reject him, he really has something to do, do you think I should feel guilty? Wu Han is a student, and the 120 dispatch fee is a burden to him."

Song Ling: "Qing Luo, believe me, because you snubbed him this morning, so he wants to get it back, he knows he is allergic to egg yolk, he must have eaten egg yolk on purpose, you let him take some desensitization medicine... "

Zhou Qingluo sighed helplessly, he knew that Song Ling had already entered his own world, using his own way of thinking to understand the world, self-willed and paranoid.

He grabbed Song Ling's hand, "Then you go with me, okay?"

Song Ling laughed at himself, "Qing Luo, do you have to be so soft-hearted to everyone? What if he hid a knife at home, tricked you into a certain place, and raped you."

Zhou Qingluo understood that Song Ling might have experienced too much, and now that he was sick, he couldn't understand the world objectively.

"I can't explain it to you. There are indeed many bad people who will take advantage of people's kindness to cheat. Now it is about a life. A good person will choose like me. Moreover, I am the stronger party than Wu Han. When I encounter danger, I can get away, we won't quarrel, you go with me, okay?"

Song Ling got up slowly and followed him out.

He is Zhou Qingluo, a person with such a soft heart who will stand up for him and hug him off the rooftop. He grew up in the sun, so how could he use his corrupt and hazy values ​​to influence him.

Even if he has mastered all of Wu Han's materials.

Now Zhou Qingluo treats Wu Han just like he did back then, feeling pity in his heart, and couldn't help but extend a helping hand to give him a hand.

Song Ling and Zhou Qingluo finally took Wu Han to the hospital.

Wu Han was lying weakly on the bed. After a round of examinations, the doctor came to a conclusion, "It's nothing serious, except for the egg yolk allergy, just take an IV and take some desensitization medicine."

Zhou Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief, only to find something wrong in retrospect.

Just now Song Ling said that Wu Han is allergic to egg yolk.

He quietly looked at Song Ling. He stood with a straight face, expressionless, and looked at Wu Han indifferently.

Song Ling's eyes were very direct, as if he had turned the shady little thoughts in his heart upside down.

Wu Han was inexplicably guilty.

Wu Han asked: "Brother Qing Luo, why did you come together?"

Before Zhou Qingluo could reply, Song Ling spoke first, "Because we live together."

Wu Han: "..."

Zhou Qingluo's eyes turned cold when he looked at Wu Han, "How do you know that you are allergic to egg yolks and still eat egg yolks?"

Wu Han: "I didn't know that I was allergic to egg yolks. I bought five eggs. If I wanted egg whites to make a cake, I fried the egg yolks and ate them."

Song Lingliang snorted, "Really, where did the egg yolks you made the cake go?"

Wu Han was startled, pursed his lips, lowered his head and did not speak.

Zhou Qingluo remained silent the whole time, with his eyes downcast, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this time, the doctor prescribes the medicine, and when he prints the medical record, he is suddenly puzzled, "Huh? Young man, your history of past allergies says that you are allergic to egg yolks. Why do you still eat five fried egg yolks?"

Zhou Qingluo raised his eyes and looked at Wu Han with cool eyes.

Wu Han blushed, opened and closed his mouth, closed and opened it again, and finally shut up.

Zhou Qingluo and Song Ling accompanied Wu Han to finish the drip, took the medicine and sent him home. It was already night, during which Zhou Qingluo didn't say a word.

When they got downstairs, Wu Han apologized, "Brother Qing Luo, I'm sorry."

Zhou Qingluo finally raised his eyes to look at him, and without beating around the bush, he said directly, "Wu Han, your life is your own. Are you doing this because life is boring?"

Wu Han couldn't say a word.

Zhou Qingluo: "You are an adult and you can be responsible for yourself. If you have any mental illness, it is recommended to see a doctor and get out of the psychological shadow. You can only rely on yourself. Don't pin your hopes on others. No one can help you."

Zhou Qingluo said these words to Wu Han and also to Song Ling.

Song Ling dislikes Wu Han so much, maybe he saw the helpless self in Wu Han.

He hoped that one day Song Ling could accept his past calmly, get out of the dark side of the psychology that repeatedly tortured him, forgive himself, and live in the sun.

Zhou Qingluo handed the medicine to Wu Han, "I'm not your guardian either, so don't bother me again, take care."

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Song Ling's arm, "Let's go."

Song Ling silently followed his footsteps.

Wu Han was not reconciled, "Why he can, I can't, have you forgotten, what I told you, he is obviously more paranoid and perverted than me."

Zhou Qingluo stopped, turned to Wu Han and said, "Because I like him."