I have time

Yan Yu fell asleep crying in his arms, making him fuss for most of the night, and even vomited once in the middle.

Yi Chengfeng changed his clothes and bed sheets for him, and stood by him until he slept soundly. He stretched his stiff joints, turned around and went to the living room to start cleaning the battlefield bit by bit. Clean up the debris little by little, put on gloves and scrub the toilet, and clean up a bottle of Dutch-produced strong vodka that was suspected of being an arson tool.

When everything returned to its original state, it was already past three o'clock in the morning.

Yi Chengfeng felt that his brain was spinning crazily. The centrifugal force was too great, causing a short circuit due to lack of oxygen, and he couldn’t stop no matter what. The world built in it seemed to be rapidly disintegrating, and the obsession that had been buried for a long time suddenly broke out. , growing savagely in a weak but fierce posture, fluttering like the branches and vines of Sophora japonica in midsummer, filling his whole body.

He thought of the small medicine bottle in the drawer of the bedroom, and hurriedly ran to pull out all the pills thrown in the trash can, and counted them carefully, 32 pills.

Yi Chengfeng took out his mobile phone and took a close-up photo of the pills and the bottle, and sent it to Wen Yanyan via WeChat. She studied at a medical university and is now a doctor at Meichuan Central Hospital, so she might recognize this medicine.

Put it in such a handy place as the bedside cabinet drawer, do you often eat it?It's true that Xiaoyan's health is not good, but she's not a drug crate, she always takes some kind of medicine at a young age.

After sending a message, it is impossible to get an immediate reply. After all, it is this kind of time. Yi Chengfeng paced around the living room twice anxiously, wishing he could wipe the floor a few more times. In short, he felt restless and couldn't fall asleep when he was free.

He pushed Yan Yu's wheelchair to the edge of the bed in the bedroom, sat on it and looked at him with his chin propped on his hands.

Yan Yu slept deeply, his body was lying on his back but his head was tilted to one side, his eyelids were slightly swollen from crying, this little bit of strangeness was also very distressing.

I can cry so much, did Meng Jiangnv cast a male fetus by mistake in her reincarnation?

He has never seen a boy cry like this in front of him, but it is true that Xiaoyan is super beautiful, and he is so beautiful when crying, Xishi Diaochan and Lihua Daiyu are definitely not as good-looking as him.

Yi Chengfeng brushed his slightly long hair, your eyes are so swollen, how will you see people tomorrow?It's not good for a domineering president to wear sunglasses to work and have a meeting...

After searching for a bunch of anti-swelling tricks on the Internet, Yi Chengfeng prepared warm water and ice water, frozen spoons and boiled eggs, and applied them to his eyelids to test the effect.

Sometimes Yan Yu would get impatient with him and would raise his hands to scratch, but he would patiently wait for him to calm down and continue to toss.

It wasn't until the sky outside the window turned white that Yi Chengfeng closed his clothes and leaned back on the sofa in the living room. His body sank into the soft cushion like lead, but his chest was filled with some kind of magical feeling, as if he was about to fly into the air. go to heaven.

In the midst of this extreme conflict, he lost his way in an uneasy way.

When he woke up again, maybe it was because of an inconspicuous small crackling sound, maybe it was the faint aroma of the porridge in the pot, or maybe it was simply because of some kind of magical induction to the full opening of the small universe of the person who cared, Yi Chengfeng whimpered. Sitting up from the sofa, the sudden change in position made him feel dizzy for a moment, and he raised his hand to press his forehead and it quickly eased.

Yan Yu was already dressed neatly, and was leaning over in the hallway to change his shoes and put on his coat. He was wearing a black suit with a black shirt, and the accessories were meticulously worn. Two white crystal cuff buttons slipped from the cuffs of the suit when he straightened his arms. Protruding out, like two drops of crystal clear tears.

"Xiao Yan? When did you get up? Are you still going to work today?" Yi Chengfeng hopped off the sofa, clapped his long legs over, and leaned over to take a closer look at Yan Yu's face.

He drooped his eyelashes and refused to raise his head, so Yi Chengfeng couldn't test the specific effect of applying eyelashes last night, so it shouldn't be too bad.

Seeing that he had put on his shoes and raised his hand to reach his coat, Yi Chengfeng took the first step to take off the thicker one and help him put it on his shoulders.

"Actually, you can ask for a day off or something, after all last night..."

Hearing the word "last night", Yan Yu obviously froze when putting on his clothes, and then put on the sleeves more quickly, buttoning the buttons with a hint of anxiety and impatience.

"I hope you will forget what happened last night as soon as possible!" Yan Yu's tone was cold, his porcelain-white face showed no expression, and he didn't even look at Yi Chengfeng, "If you really can't forget it, at least you will see it in front of me in the future." Pretend you don't remember!"

"No, hey—"

Yan Yu didn't give him another chance to take over, pushed his wheelchair out of the door like a tank, turned into the elevator and pressed B1.

The elevator door slammed shut, Mr. Yan, who was leaning on the back of the chair, let out a breath slowly, raised his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows.

God, what on earth have I done! ! !

It would be fine if he drank the pills and didn't remember at all, but such things as amnesia didn't happen to him fortunately.

Although those clips may not be clear or completely real, images still flashed in Yan Yu's mind from time to time, singing and making noise, crying in Yi Chengfeng's arms, talking non-stop, Feng Brother Feng called people, as if there was something reluctant, don't leave, etc...

In short, even if he is the only one who remembers these things, it's enough to ruin people's designs. I can't imagine how many more I don't remember.

His heart sank little by little with the elevator, until it stopped at the basement level. Chen Xing waited respectfully outside the door. The Land Rover parked near the exit had already finished preheating, and the heater was adjusted to a suitable temperature.

Yan Yu sent a message to Chen Xing in the morning, asking him to wait directly in the basement, and the other party responded with a good reply in seconds, without any doubt.

At this moment, Chen Xing stood there even more attentively, his line of sight barely stopped at the part below his boss's neck, and he refused to lift his eyes even higher.

I don't see, I don't know, I'm still the same as I used to be.

"Come here, help me!"

Yan Yu called him impatiently, and then Chen Xing quickly walked over and carried his boss to the car.

I didn't feel it when I was tossing, but after Yan Yu woke up in the morning, he felt pain all over his body, he didn't even dare to turn his eyeballs hard, and he gritted his teeth and endured it for a long time just to change clothes.

If it weren't for the fact that there were no external injuries all over his body, he would almost suspect that Yi Chengfeng beat him up while he was drunk.

It's really embarrassing--

A certain sense of crisis slipping off the edge of a cliff and an even more irresolvable depression after venting made him very impatient, and even the short traffic jams and red lights on the way to work could easily arouse his irritability.

This feeling lasted all the way until Mr. Yan entered the lobby of the company. The strong low-pressure cloud was like a strong wind, blowing the three small receptionists to stand in a row and cower inexplicably.

Even Sister Oona, who has always been calm, felt a little chills down her spine. When did Boss Yan become so gloomy, she wanted to secretly send a red warning to everyone, telling everyone not to approach and seek abuse.

Throughout the morning, Mr. Yan locked himself in the office area on the 33rd floor and didn't take half a step out. The people who went in to look for him all went in with a sunflower face and came out with a bitter face.

It is said that a vice president was punished by President Yan to stand in the corridor on the 5rd floor for more than half an hour because he was 33 minutes late than the agreed time and did not inform in advance, but was finally picked up by President Wei and sent in.

Those small employees who had to go to Mr. Yan were all terrified, and repeatedly proofread the documents for fear that they would be turned into cannon fodder at this juncture.

Even You Lin, who is born with radar flaws, knows how to pretend to be transparent, carefully changing his protective colors, never appearing within ten meters of Mr. Yan unless it is absolutely necessary, obediently lying behind the computer to block a file from adding red approval.

He took the time to cast an inquiring look at Chen Xing "what's the situation", Chen Xing pretended not to see it as if he was blind, and thought about whether he should order a set meal for his boss at noon, such as bitter gourd and bitter lettuce Wanglaoji .

Wei Qiancheng knocked lightly on the door, and walked into Yan Yu's office without pausing.

"You can attend the meeting in the afternoon. About the promotion of the exoskeleton assistance system, I happen to be fine, so let's go and listen together."

This is the first major project of Qiancheng’s high-end technology practice this year. The exoskeleton activity training machine for medical assistance jointly developed with Liancheng University’s Intelligent Machinery Research Institute will be officially put into production and sales. Its core technology has filled the gap in the same field in China. , very influential and competitive in the field of medical rehabilitation.

What is even more exciting is that the operation and maintenance of this device has been simplified as much as possible, and the volume is relatively light, just like the existing portable ventilator, which is very suitable for family purchase and use.

To sum up the above two types of markets, the exoskeleton, an intelligent auxiliary training product, will bring very broad space and profits.

Yan Yu crumpled up a document of an unknown device design draft and threw it into the wastebasket, raised his hand to press on his temple, and turned his head to look at Wei Qiancheng, "Of course, let them come up to your conference room, I don't want to go down "One almond eye was pulled into a phoenix eye by him, and the end of the eye was slightly red and swollen, not to mention a desolate and beautiful style.

Wei Qiancheng felt that his domineering and self-willed tone was very useful to his ears. He couldn't find a reason for not agreeing, so he directly asked Cindy to send a notice to change the location.

Wei Qiancheng turned behind Yan Yu, raised his hand and squeezed his stiff right shoulder. This is a common problem for right-handed people who often work at their desks and use a computer mouse. Knead and push the tight muscles a few times.

"What's wrong today? It seems that everyone in the company owes you money. If you feel stressed, go out for a walk. Anyway, you don't have any important things here at the end of the year. You can choose the small island in South Asia or the southern hemisphere. I will accompany you How about it? Take Chen Xing."

"What are the three of us big men going out to play?" Yan Yu frowned as he pressed him down. It would indeed be very painful to try to get rid of years of stagnation, and it wouldn't happen overnight.

"Are you telling the truth, I kind of want to go out alone and find a quiet place to live for a while, otherwise the doctor will always suspect that I have depression and ask some strange questions."

He didn't take it seriously when he said this, with a helpless smirk, besides being sick, how often would he take a vacation for so many years to relax, the ugly face of a capitalist is right in front of his eyes, and his words don't match his heart!

"Don't try to be lazy, Huizhou should start construction soon, and the company can't do without you."

Wei Qiancheng lowered his hand and sat down on the leather chair opposite him, with his thighs raised on his second, "If you want to play alone, you must be missing. You must report to me when you have decided where to go, and at least bring Chen Xing with you. "

"Why don't you give me a child's phone watch that can be positioned?" "There is still a meeting in the afternoon, let's have dinner first."

Yan Yu distractedly changed the topic, and ate his lunch absent-mindedly.

The afternoon meeting was moved to the 33rd floor. Even during the most drowsy time, everyone braced their eyelids and braced themselves to deal with it, maintaining a dangerous clarity in the lengthy cost analysis report of the financial commissioner Barabara.

Yan Yu leaned his elbows and looked at the projection screen. The text and images on it were constantly changing frame by frame, and various data that had been rigorously analyzed and calculated were marked beside it.

Is it clear?If all the things in this world can be calculated accurately and the analysis is well-founded, it will be great. At the end of the day, everyone will have both money and goods, and there will be no more fetters and worries.

"...So everyone," a senior manager of the marketing department said confidently, "this price is carefully formulated by us through professional financial analysis and market supply and demand assessment. The leading technology, scarcity, and high-end needs of users are Troika of our products!"

"The government procurement project of the rehabilitation center thinks that the price proposed in our bidding documents is too high, but it is not the case, because our products can be said to be irreplaceable in terms of function and performance! And it is the only domestic bidding brand, which is cheaper than those foreign agents. The supplier's quotation must have an advantage!"

"In addition, home users are also the targets we are actively striving for, so that the budget for advertising will increase a bit, but don't worry, after all, our products also have a complete set of follow-up maintenance and upgrade services and spare parts updates. Considerable profit point! After the official promotion, I believe that the leaders and shareholders will not be disappointed, and it will definitely become one of Qiancheng's biggest profit projects this year!"

There should be applause here!

But before everyone's smiles had time to show through their skins, some people were keenly aware of the low pressure and strong cold air that was rapidly spreading around Mr. Yan.

The Duke pen was clamped on the slender white fingertips, hitting the red Lao rosewood conference table one after another, knocking back the excitement that had just been raised by the famous mouth of the marketing department in everyone's hearts.

"Troika?" Yan Yu's voice was cold and low, with anger hidden between his brows, "Is it a troika of wild horses?!"

"As a marketing specialist, you really don't know how fast the current technology upgrades in the field of electronic products and smart devices are! Compared with imported equipment, the products we developed in the same period have their own competitiveness because of preferential tax treatment and Affordable price."

"I remember that when everyone started and participated in this project, they were very entangled. They were worried that the investment would be large and the cycle would be long, and the result might not make any money at all. We are all businessmen, so there is nothing wrong with thinking this way, but you all still remember What ultimately started the project?"

"Qiancheng is a technology company, and technology is the core competitiveness. Are we holding so many resources just to make money? Then Mr. Wei might as well go public early, and make a circle of money so that each of you will become tens of millions. The rich go home and lie flat in the sun!"

"How many people said that we did this project out of social responsibility and a sense of mission with high-end technology in our hands, and we have the courage to realize it to benefit the society and change the future?"

"The application in the medical and health field is just the beginning, and you have to focus all your attention on banknotes? Then follow-up physical fitness improvement, military industry, and even future soldiers and mech corps, shall we continue to do it?!"

Yan Yu's gaze scanned every face in the room, looking at the few stars left in their eyes. In the past five years, many people have joined this team, and many people have left. It doesn't matter, but he never forgets himself The direction and motivation to move forward is not just blindfolded by money and holding the steering wheel.

"Now, we are talking about cost-benefit here. We are trying our best to sell even a penny more, and we are willing to invest tens of millions in promotion expenses, but we have to compare pennies with the rehabilitation center for a price tag..."

Yan Yu threw the thick stack of documents in front of him at the senior manager just now, and the scattered documents turned into a rain of papers in mid-air and fell down one after another.

His voice was also full of anger that could not be restrained, and he patted the table and asked, "Then do you know what kind of cost and price a family needs to pay to support a paralyzed patient like me?" ?! Have you paid attention to the user group of the product in your research report? Have you learned about their real life?"

"Follow-up services, considerable profit points, very good! In this way, all their strength can be drained. Those who can't afford it deserve to lie in bed all their lives and live without dignity until the moment they die! This is what we do for this project original intention?!"

There was a dead silence in the huge conference room, and a needle could be heard. Everyone was like an emperor penguin in a polar storm, wishing they could huddle together to keep warm.

Who would dare to answer the question? In private, mentioning Mr. Yan's legs would surely kill him. Is anyone tired of discussing his disability in such a public place?What's more, Mr. Wei is still present!

As a result, time stopped strangely for as long as a century, only the second hand of the silent wall clock on the wall was still running forward blatantly.

Wei Qiancheng finally changed his sitting position, straightened his back and looked at a group of brains with different density, "Everyone needs to think carefully about the pricing plan, and submit a complete report to Mr. Yan after combining the company's future product layout. Audit. First here today—"

The Big Boss has already stood in line with a clear attitude, unswervingly paying for Mr. Yan's sudden bad temper, and others naturally have nothing to say.

After announcing the adjournment of the meeting, all members formed a fire drill formation in a tacit understanding, slipped away and evacuated the 33rd floor as quickly as possible, and disappeared in the elevator room.

"Come to my office...Xiao Yu!"

It was the first time that Yan Yu was so disobedient in the workplace, as if he didn't hear the leader's order at all, and went back to his office directly.

Mr. Wei seemed to be hesitant between the two identities of boss and elder brother, but he finally stood up in compromise and followed Yan Yu's office.

The author has something to say:

Don’t be afraid of the blazing Mr. Yan, the firefighter Yi Chengfeng is ready to go, and is currently rushing from a place less than three kilometers away from you at the maximum speed limit of the EMU——