Wen Cheng started feeling down, having just escaped one fire pit only to fall into another.
Sensing that Wen Cheng's mood had clearly dropped, Wen Qi coughed, but didn't want to be so obvious, "Nine to five, the head of the information department knows you."
Wen Cheng's eyes lit up again, and he was also very surprised that Wen Qi, the most powerful tool in the whole book, would actually give him a back door!
"Brother Qi, you're so kind! Can I sing you a song?" If Wen Cheng had a tail, it would be wagging it fast right now.
When Wen Qi heard that it was just a song, he immediately lowered his guard, never imagining that this would be the worst decision he had ever made in his life.
As soon as Wen Cheng opened her mouth, Wen Qi's mind started buzzing.
Wen Cheng sang three completely different songs with the same melody in three parts of a song using his plain voice. Not only that, Wen Cheng was also very engrossed in it and did not think that he had sung it wrong at all.
Just as Wen Cheng finished singing one song and was about to sing a second one with great enthusiasm, Wen Qi became afraid.
"If you keep singing, you'll be working 996."
Wen Cheng was so frightened that she immediately shut up and silently grieved. Even such a good brother as Qi couldn't appreciate his beautiful singing voice.
Indeed, artists are always lonely!
Wen Qi stared speechlessly at Wen Cheng, who was looking at him with a silly, sad expression.
"I think you look like a doll."
"What?! What?!"
"...Sad Frog".
......
Wen Cheng successfully lost interest in speaking.
"Wen Yunyi didn't do anything to you, did he?" Wen Qi suddenly brought up this topic.
Wen Cheng remembered the bad things Wen Yunyi had said about Wen Qi a few days ago, and suddenly felt a renewed urge to seduce him.
"No," Wen Cheng replied curtly.
Wen Qi chuckled silently in the darkness. "From now on, whatever he says, just ignore it or give him a piece of your mind. In short, don't let him think you're easy to bully."
Wen Cheng was surprised; Wen Qi had never said that to her before.
"Brother Qi, isn't Wen Yunyi your younger brother?"
"Aren't you one?" Wen Qi retorted.
Wen Cheng immediately felt a warm current surge into her heart. It was worth it to speak up for Brother Qi last time!
However, he certainly wouldn't go against the protagonist; at most, he would just ignore him and not become an eyesore.
By the time the building was powered back on, it was already three hours later.
The torrential rain increased the difficulty of construction. This rainstorm caused half of the city to be paralyzed by power outages. Even though the power was restored, they were unable to get back to the city tonight.
The rain was too heavy, and the wind was quite strong. For the driver's safety, Wen Qi called home and said he would just stay in the office for the night.
When they saw Wen Cheng's fluffy curly hair squeezed into the video, the Wen couple finally felt relieved. They told Wen Qi to take good care of his younger brother and to come back early the next day so he could get some rest.
Wen Cheng didn't care; he was going to stay wherever he wanted anyway, and the bed here was big enough for both of them.
After the two of them got ready and lay down on the bed, Wen Qi insisted that they cover themselves with two layers of blankets, and he also managed to keep them about half a meter apart by himself.
Wen Cheng watched this move in astonishment.
"Brother Qi, you're being too formal," Wen Cheng asked casually.
Wen Qi took a deep breath, lay flat on the bed, and turned his head slightly to the side, his deep eyes filled with undisguised annoyance.
Her words were laced with undisguised rebuke, "Wen Cheng, do you know how many years it's been since our country enacted same-sex marriage laws? Even elementary school boys know to avoid suspicion, how old are you?"
Wen Cheng was completely shocked by these words.
In his original world, boys were all buddies and it was so much fun. But in this world, things have turned out like this?
"Brother Qi, I don't like boys. Look at me, my relationship with Yao Xingwei and He Haobo is pretty normal, isn't it?" Wen Cheng gave examples to prove her innocence.
Wen Qi gave him a cold look, "If you dare to interact with them like that, I'll break your legs."
Wen Cheng shuddered; judging from Wen Qi's expression, he believed it.
Suddenly remembering how she had hugged and held Qi Ge's hand before, she became extremely frightened.
"Brother Qi, how about I sleep on the sofa?" Wen Cheng said timidly.
"Would you be stupid not to sleep in a bed?" Wen Qi turned his head away.
As expected of Wen Qi, he calmed Wen Cheng down with just one sentence. Yes, would it be stupid not to sleep in a bed?
Besides, his personality clashes with Brother Qi's, no way!
Author's Note:
Wen Cheng: Brother Qi, we're both the ones on top!
Wen Qi: You can be up there too.
Wen Cheng: Ohhhhhh!
Then, he gradually realized that something was wrong!
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Chapter 21 We're better off without this nepotism hire!
Wen Cheng was sleeping soundly when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her right cheek. She patted it haphazardly but to no avail, and could only groggily open her eyes.
The sight of Wen Qi, dressed in a suit and with a bad complexion, was too much for Wen Cheng to bear, and he sat up abruptly.
"Are you going to work yet, Brother Qi?"
"If you know that, then get up already. You're so lazy." Wen Qi said without any politeness, fastened his watch, and left.
Wen Cheng lowered her head in shame. It seemed that in the future, laziness would be a recurring theme in Wen Qi's lectures.
So Wen Cheng was able to turn over a new leaf and work hard to become a diligent rich second-generation?
No, Wen Cheng will only hone her thick skin in the process, until Wen Qi loses all motivation to scold her in the end.
After marveling at her own shamelessness, Wen Cheng got up. A brand-new suit was on the bedside table not far away. Wen Cheng felt a surge of emotion, quickly changed, and went out the door.
"President Wen, this is today's itinerary. Is there anything that needs to be changed?"
"The afternoon meeting has been postponed to the day after tomorrow,"
"good,"
"Brother Qi, I'm going to work!" The door to the break room was suddenly opened, and a small head appeared behind it. The features looked a bit childish, and the curly hair that had been sleeping all night was sticking up a bit, making him look like a little dumpling.
This is the scene.
Secretary Zhao adjusted his glasses, pondered for a moment, but his strong professionalism led him to say the following words: "Good morning, Young Master Wen."
Wen Cheng froze; he truly hadn't expected there to be a second person in the office.
He glanced awkwardly at Brother Qi, who turned his head to the side, making no attempt to salvage the situation.
Wen Cheng greeted the seemingly elite man in front of her with a somewhat aggrieved and dejected expression.
Secretary Zhao returned the greeting very politely.
After saying hello, Wen Cheng obediently pushed open the door and went out. But just as she pressed the elevator button, Secretary Zhao hurriedly came out, carrying a bag of cakes and juice.
"Young Master Wen, this is breakfast that Mr. Wen bought for you."
Wen Cheng took the cake, her gloomy mood instantly lifted, and then, after saying "Help me hold the elevator for a bit," she ran back.
Wen Qi was looking at documents at the moment, his slender middle finger resting on his forehead. He looked a little tired, but he was still very handsome.
"Brother Qi, I'm going to work now. Thank you for buying me breakfast. Don't miss me too much today!"
Wen Qi looked up at the little head peeking out from the doorway. The anger he felt from being kicked a few times by Wen Cheng last night had dissipated by more than half, but that didn't mean he would say anything nice to his lazy little brother.
"If you say such greasy things to me again, I'll immediately put you on 996 (9am-9pm, 6 days a week)."
Wen Cheng immediately pulled her head back.
Wen Qi himself was unaware of the smile that had crept onto his lips.
Back at the elevator, Secretary Zhao kept her promise and held the elevator for him, even going inside with him.
"Young Master Wen, I'll take you to the Information Department." The more Secretary Zhao spoke, the more he sounded like a medieval Western butler, but it didn't sound too fake.
In a good mood, Wen Cheng felt like teasing again, "Secretary Zhao, is my brother a big fan of Sebastian?"
Secretary Zhao listened without changing her expression, "Young Master Wen, President Wen isn't picky, it's just that I prefer this way of speaking. Don't you like this way of speaking?"
"I love it! I even borrowed DVDs from a friend to watch when I was in high school," Wen Cheng said with a knowing smile.
Borrowing a disc? Secretary Zhao thought of Wen Cheng's orphan life before returning to the Wen family. He lost more than ten years of opportunities due to his parents' mistakes. This young master had an unusually good mentality. He had never even been seen causing any major trouble with young master Wen Yunyi. No wonder he could get along so well with his own father.
"My father has been asking you to take care of him these past few days. He likes you very much. Would you do me the honor of coming to my house for a meal sometime?" Secretary Zhao's tone became more friendly.
My father? Secretary Zhao? Uncle Zhao?
Wen Cheng thought it all through, then her eyes widened. "You, you knew all along, didn't you?!"
Secretary Zhao winked at him and mouthed the word "secret".
Wen Cheng was so excited that she wanted to hug this wonderful secretary! But Secretary Zhao took a step back and smiled mysteriously, knowing what was going on but not saying anything.
Wen Cheng, disregarding the rules of this world, patted him on the shoulder, gave him a promising smile, and quickly became acquainted with Secretary Zhao.
Following Secretary Zhao to the Information Department, good heavens, it was exactly the same as his previous world. Programmers really loved plaid shirts! The office environment was also very much in line with programmers' preferences, with an overall gray and white layout, walls covered with various "waifus" and game posters, and a bunch of figurines on every desk. It felt much better than the office in Wen Cheng's previous world, and Wen Cheng immediately felt less resistant to this job.
The company will not interfere with any department's reasonable interior design; they will decorate their spaces according to what inspires their work.
Like the HR department that Wen Cheng visited before, most of the staff were young women. The whole office was like a Disney castle, all pink and blue, and the few male colleagues had to dress up like children as well.
When the colleagues in the information department saw someone coming, they all looked up. When they saw Wen Cheng, their faces undoubtedly showed amazement, followed by the look of looking at a mascot, which gave Wen Cheng goosebumps.
Minister Zhang from the Information Department was the first to stand up. He had been well-fed and plump by his wife and had a kind smile on his face, much like his homeroom teacher from Wencheng High School.
His arrival eased Wen Cheng's discomfort somewhat.