Chapter 407 I Don’t Celebrate My Birthday (10000)
Hi Fan Tian Hotpot Chain.
This is a chain store with stores all over the country, and it is much more famous than Juxianzhuang.
Juxianzhuang relies on the star effect to attract others to join, while Haifantian relies entirely on word of mouth and taste.
“You can never really own a HiFanTian. You are just using HiFanTian to create wealth for your next generation.”
This is the slogan used by HiFanTian for external publicity.
Chen Qingrong felt that it looked familiar when he saw it for the first time.
Later he realized, isn't this a copy of Patek Philippe?
"By the way, honey, I think we haven't been to this restaurant before." Chen Qingrong took a sip of milk tea while sitting in the passenger seat.
Most of the two cups of milk tea he got from Liang Qingyun had already gone into his stomach, and the remaining cup was still being digested.
Tang Xiaoru personally didn’t like milk tea very much. Even if she did, it wouldn’t be the flavor that Liang Qingyun brought, so she just took two sips symbolically and then gave it to Chen Qingrong.
At first, Chen Qingrong thought he couldn’t finish it, but after hearing Tang Xiaoru say that he should just throw it away if he couldn’t finish it, his frugal DNA started to kick in again.
We can't waste life, but we can't waste food.
So he could only grit his teeth and drink it.
Tang Xiaoru chuckled, "We have indeed never eaten at their house, how about we go and try it tonight?"
Chen Qingrong asked, "Aren't you going to get your tattoo removed with Miss Yang tonight?"
"Oh, I really forgot about this. Luckily you reminded me." Tang Xiaoru patted Chen Qingrong's thigh and said, "Then after I accompany Bingbing to get her tattoo removed, the three of us can go out to eat together."
"Okay, then let Miss Yang treat us."
"Okay, I'll let her treat you." Tang Xiaoru nodded with a smile, and then asked him, "Are you feeling better? Are you still dizzy?"
Chen Qingrong shook his head. "I'm not dizzy anymore. The cold medicine is quite effective. I'll drink it again before going to bed tonight. I'll just cover myself with a blanket and have a good sleep."
"Okay, anyway, if you still feel uncomfortable, remember to tell me."
"OK."
"Ah."
Chen Qingrong sneezed as soon as he finished speaking, and touched his nose with his hand. Fortunately, no snot came out.
Tang Xiaoru suddenly hummed, "If you suddenly sneeze, it must be because I am thinking of you. If you are woken up by a mobile phone in the middle of the night..."
"Why did you suddenly start singing?" Chen Qingrong was puzzled.
Tang Xiaoru pouted and said unhappily, "I wanted to liven up the atmosphere, but I didn't expect you to be so rude, humph."
Chen Qingrong laughed dryly, "Ha, it's my fault, I didn't react in time, then sing it again."
"No, my singing is not that cheap."
"Then I'll sing. Sister, if you want to come to see me, don't come from the side road. There are many hooligans on the side road..."
"???"
……
After arriving at Hifantian, Tang Xiaoru took him to meet the chairman of Hifantian, Xie Yun.
Ms. Xie is 61 years old this year and is four years away from the legal retirement age. However, when Chen Qingrong met her, he found that she did not look old at all. Instead, she was full of energy.
Even when chatting, she could still make out clichéd jokes like the milk dragon, which has only been popular for a short time. It seems that she is someone who often goes to the Internet to have fun.
As expected, rich people have a good mentality and look young. If they were in the countryside at such an old age, their old age would be obvious. If they worked in the fields frequently, they would look even more yellow.
"Boss Tang, you've taken the trouble to come here in person. Actually, we had a very good discussion yesterday."
"I just wanted to talk to you about the details. Actually, I personally think..."
Tang Xiaoru and Xie Yun were chatting harmoniously with each other, and Chen Qingrong would add a few words from time to time.
However, his condition was worse than before.
Not only did my body start to feel cold, but my head also started to feel heavier.
"Sorry, Mr. Xie, I interrupt you for a moment." Tang Xiaoru saw that something was wrong with him, so she interrupted Xie Yun first, and then asked with concern, "Honey, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling bad?"
Chen Qingrong shook his head vigorously, feeling as if his entire head was pricked by needles.
"I think I have a fever." He gently patted his forehead with his hand, and then continued, "I'm sorry, Mr. Xie, I need to go to the hospital to get an injection or an IV. You guys can chat first, I won't keep you company."
Xie Yun quickly said, "There is a small clinic about 500 meters behind our store. Mr. Chen, please go there first."
"Okay, thank you, I'll be there right away." Chen Qingrong stood up.
Tang Xiaoru asked with some concern, "Do you want me to go with you?"
Chen Qingrong laughed dumbly, "No, no, I'm not a child, I can go by myself, you stay here and chat with Director Xie first, and when you get better, just come and find me."
"Maybe, I might come back before you come."
"Well, okay, then you go first. If you need anything, just call me and tell me."
"Well, Mr. Xie, I'll take my leave now."
"Ok."
Chen Qingrong left the party first, and then found the clinic according to Xie Yun's instructions.
To his surprise, there were quite a lot of patients in this clinic. Chen Qingrong finally found a nurse and asked for a thermometer. He put it under his armpit and measured the temperature for a few minutes. Then he took it out and saw that it was degrees. He indeed had a fever.
"Doctor, please give me an injection to reduce my fever." Chen Qingrong walked up to the doctor and handed him the thermometer.
The doctor took a look at him, asked about his age and whether he had any allergies, then wrote him a prescription and told him to go see the nurse.
Chen Qingrong had no choice but to go find the nurse again. After the nurse prepared the medicine, she asked Chen Qingrong to pull his pants down a little.
Chen Qingrong felt a little embarrassed. After all, the nurse was young, probably only about 23 or 24 years old. He didn't doubt her skills but felt embarrassed to let such a young girl give him an injection.
However, the pants have been taken off, and it would seem pretentious if I continue to feel embarrassed.
puff.
After receiving an injection in the buttocks, some antipyretic pills and paying the money, Chen Qingrong left the clinic.
As soon as I went out, my cell phone rang.
He originally thought it was Tang Xiaoru calling to ask about his situation, but unexpectedly it was Eddie calling.
"Mr. Chen, are you in the company now?" Eddie's voice sounded a little anxious.
Chen Qingrong said, "I'm not in the company. I'm outside now. What happened?"
Eddie said, "I can't find Team Leader Gao."
"Huh?" Chen Qingrong was stunned. "Didn't he go to the material supplier with you? How come you couldn't find him?"
Eddie explained helplessly, "Yes, we came together, but Team Leader Gao said he had to go to the bathroom, so he went downstairs first. But I've been waiting for almost an hour and a half, and he still didn't come, so I called him, but no one answered the phone, and no one replied to my WeChat message. I was thinking, hey, Team Leader Gao? You're back? Where did you go? I couldn't find you."
Before Eddie could finish his words, he cried out in surprise.
Chen Qingrong frowned and said, "Eddie, give the phone to Gao Qiang, I'll ask him."
"Oh, okay, Team Leader Gao, Mr. Chen wants to talk to you."
"Are you talking to Mr. Chen on the phone?"
"Yeah, I couldn't get in touch with you, so I got anxious."
"Hello, Mr. Chen, it's me. It's nothing. I went to the toilet and my stomach still hurts, so I went to the nearby hospital to get some medicine. I think I have appendicitis. There were too many people in the hospital, so I didn't hear Eddie looking for me. I'm sorry to have made you worry."
Gao Qiang's explanation sounds reasonable.
Chen Qingrong said, "I'm not really worried. You just scared Eddie. You should lead the people well. Even if there is an emergency, at least tell Eddie in advance. Don't do this again next time."
"Okay, okay, I understand."
"Well, hang up, I'm still busy."
Chen Qingrong hung up the phone.
He walked back towards the place where Haifantian was.
As soon as I walked back to the main road, I saw Tang Xiaoru coming towards me in a hurry.
"husband?"
"Wife, have you finished talking?"
"Yeah." Tang Xiaoru nodded first, then came to him and touched his forehead, saying worriedly, "Your forehead is still so hot, why didn't you just give it an IV?"
Chen Qingrong smiled helplessly, "The business of that small clinic is so good that I couldn't even find a seat, let alone an IV. I asked the nurse to give me a fever-reducing injection and some medicine."
"Oh, how many degrees?"
"A little over thirty-eight degrees."
"That's considered a high fever." Tang Xiaoru clenched his hand distressedly, "Why don't you go home and rest first? We won't have hot pot tonight, and I won't accompany Bingbing to get her tattoo removed. I'll go home to find you as soon as I get off work."
Chen Qingrong thought for a moment and said, "I can go home and rest, but don't let my little problem delay other things, especially Miss Yang's matter. Even if you are best friends, it's not good for you to stand her up like this."
"Well, it's still early now. I'll go home, take some medicine and have a nap. If my fever is gone after I wake up, I'll go back to the company. If it's not gone, I'll just stay in bed. If you guys want to get your tattoos removed, I won't go with you. But I'll definitely go to the hotpot dinner tonight. I'm so craving it."
Tang Xiaoru didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Other people have no appetite when they have a fever, but you are different. You want to eat a lot even when you have a fever, right? Why are you so greedy?"
She sighed helplessly again and said, "Okay, it's settled then. You can take a taxi home. I don't trust you to drive, so I'll drive to the company myself."
"Okay." Chen Qingrong nodded and spread his hands helplessly, "I have a fever. I won't give you a goodbye kiss this time, so as to avoid infecting you."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Tang Xiaoru stood on tiptoe and kissed him.
Chen Qingrong was stunned. "What are you doing? Aren't you afraid of being infected?"
Tang Xiaoru's eyes were firm as if she was going to join the party. "I'm not afraid. Don't say you just have a cold. Even if you have AIDS, leukemia, or sepsis, I'm not afraid of being infected by you. A couple should live and die together."
Chen Qingrong's mouth twitched, "Although I am very touched, you don't have to curse me like that. I will kill all the three people you mentioned just now. You can expect something good from me."
"It's all right." Tang Xiaoru slapped his butt frivolously, "Go home quickly and have a good sleep. Try to get better right away. We still have hotpot tonight."
"By the way, how was your talk with Mr. Xie?"
"Is there anything your wife can't take down? I'll tell you in detail tonight. Go home quickly."
"Okay, then drive carefully yourself."
"Uh-huh."
Tang Xiaoru personally stopped a taxi for Chen Qingrong and sent him into the car.
After Chen Qingrong returned home and took the medicine, he closed the doors and windows, crawled into the quilt, and then pressed every corner of the quilt tightly. Originally, he wanted to keep his head out, but he was worried that he would suffocate to death in his sleep, which would be a great loss, so he still exposed his head.
The effect of the medicine took effect quickly, Chen Qingrong's eyelids began to twitch, and then he fell into a deep sleep.
Having a fever is uncomfortable, but after the fever, I take medicine and go to sleep, and I can sleep very soundly.
That's what Chen Qingrong is like.
He himself didn't know how long he had slept. Anyway, when he opened his eyes again, he felt comfortable all over. Most importantly, his whole body was wet with sweat.
uh~
Chen Qingrong stretched lazily, turned over, took out the cell phone from under the pillow and took a look. Wow, it was almost six o'clock in the evening.
So did he sleep for five or six hours?
Snapped.
Chen Qingrong slapped his forehead and shook his head vigorously. Fortunately, his head was no longer heavy or painful.
"Ah, ah!"
Chen Qingrong opened his mouth and cleared his throat again, and this time even his throat didn't hurt so much.
It seems that the fever has gone down.
He unlocked his phone and clicked on WeChat. He originally wanted to report to Tang Xiaoru that he was safe, but he didn't expect to see the WeChat message sent by Tang Xiaoru first.
"Honey, are you awake? Are you feeling better?"
"how's it going?"
"Alive or dead?"
"I missed you, husband."
"Picture, let me show you my feet, hehe~"
"I'm almost off work. After get off work, I'll accompany Bingbing to get her tattoo removed. Tell me when you wake up."
"..."
Tang Xiaoru sent him a WeChat message almost every half hour, and the last one was sent half an hour ago.
Chen Qingrong smiled and sent her a voice message, "I'm awake, honey. Don't worry about me. My fever seems to have subsided. I'm sweating a lot and feeling sticky and uncomfortable. I'm going to take a shower later."
Tang Xiaoru replied him almost immediately, "It's good that the fever has subsided. Bingbing and I are almost at the tattoo shop now. By the way, don't take a shower yet, or you'll sweat again later."
Chen Qingrong, "If I don't take a shower, I'll get smelly. Don't worry, I'll just take a quick shower. It's too sticky and uncomfortable."
Tang Xiaoru, "Okay then, take a shower and wait for my news at home. I'll call you out to find us then."
Chen Qingrong, "Yeah, kiss."
Tang Xiaoru, "Kiss."
Chen Qingrong didn't reply. After putting down his phone, he first took his underwear and clothes to change, then ran to the bathroom and took a quick shower.
After drying my hair and changing my clothes, I instantly felt revived.
But there was no need to go out now, so he had to go back to bed.
With nothing to do, Chen Qingrong was too lazy to start the stupid game Against the Cold, and instead joined the company's WeChat group to check it out.
The company group is as quiet as water every day. Except for him and Tang Xiaoru who occasionally tag others, almost no one will take the initiative to speak.
This is actually normal. The company's WeChat group is just a notification. If you, a small employee, chat in it, will you still do your job? Do you want to be fired?
When he was in Chenzhu's company group before, Chen Qingrong didn't say anything every day except sending and receiving a message. Now it's his turn to be the boss, and even if he wants to change, it's not that easy.
After all, there is always a layer of protection between employees and bosses. Even if you really treat your employees as your own, they will still be wary of you being so nice to them and wondering if you are planning to fire them.
At this moment, Gao Qiang suddenly tagged everyone.
"Who can lend me 10,000 yuan? Thank you!"
This sentence was like a stone that was suddenly thrown into the calm sea, causing waves for a moment, and rows of question marks quickly appeared in the entire group.
Chen Qingrong frowned unhappily and clicked on Gao Qiang's profile picture to chat with him privately.
Chen Qingrong, "What are you doing, Lao Gao? Did you lose the truth or dare game? Why did you think of borrowing money from the company group? Didn't you just get paid a few days ago? Are you out of money again?"
Gao Qiang did not reply to him, but continued to send messages in the group asking for money.
Chen Qingrong guessed that his account was most likely hacked, so he kicked him out and explained in the group that his account was hacked.
Then he called Gao Qiang, and this time he answered the call.
"Hey, Lao Chen..."
"Gao Qiang, was it you who sent the money-borrowing message in the group just now?"
"Borrow money? I didn't send it!" Gao Qiang was shocked and quickly explained, "I just clicked a link, and then I was kicked out of WeChat. Now I'm trying to log in. The message for borrowing money must have been sent by the person who stole my account, not me! No matter how short of money I am, I wouldn't be so tactless as to go to the group to borrow money."
Chen Qingrong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I knew it wasn't you who sent it. I've already explained it to the group for you. But you should find a way to get your WeChat back. If the scammer can send it to the group, then he can definitely send it to other contacts on your WeChat. If you don't get your WeChat back quickly, someone will get scammed and they will hate you."
"Fuck, I get it. I'll text and call my friends on WeChat to remind them. But Lao Chen, if a scammer sends messages to others and no one lends me money, then isn't my character too bad?"
"This, seems to be the case, but don't be so weird about your focus, tell others quickly."
"Okay, I'll hang up first." "Yeah."
After hanging up the phone, Chen Qingrong added a few more words in the company group, asking everyone to be careful and not to reply if Gao Qiang approached them privately to borrow money, because Gao Qiang's account had been hacked.
However, after this commotion, the originally lifeless group suddenly became lively and everyone started chatting.
Chen Qingrong liked this feeling very much, so he decided to upload a video to the group for everyone to have fun.
As a result, he accidentally transferred the wrong video and posted the video of the girl who was not on the right track.
Suddenly, there was a uniform 666.
Perhaps they all didn't expect that Chen Qingrong was so gutsy as to share this borderline video with them while his wife was still in the group.
How much did you drink?
Fortunately, Chen Qingrong reacted and withdrew it.
However, Tang Xiaoru has not replied to the message in the group. Maybe she is still driving, or she has no time to look at her phone?
……
About an hour later, Tang Xiaoru finally called Chen Qingrong.
"Honey, are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Tang Xiaoru asked with concern.
Chen Qingrong said, "I feel uncomfortable, but it's not because of the fever, but because of idleness. Are you feeling better?"
Tang Xiaoru smiled and said, "It's ready. Just come to the sixth floor of the XXXX shopping mall. Bingbing and I will be there soon."
"Aren't we going to have a good time?"
"Yes, Bingbing is a member of the Hi Fan Tian branch on the sixth floor of this mall. We can go directly there and deduct her membership fee, and we can also earn points."
"I see. I'll take a taxi there now."
"Yeah, dress warmly, it's starting to drizzle again."
"it is good."
After Chen Qingrong hung up the phone, he put on a very thick coat, found a bag, and put Tang Xiaoru's coat in it. After all, Tang Xiaoru was wearing relatively light clothes when she went to the company with him during the day, and she would definitely be cold if she came back late at night.
Look how thoughtful he is. He is almost moved by himself.
After taking a taxi to the shopping mall, Chen Qingrong called to ask Tang Xiaoru and the others where they were.
Unexpectedly, no one answered the phone, but Tang Xiaoru's voice came directly, "Husband, here."
Chen Qingrong was stunned for a moment, turned around and looked in the direction of the voice, and saw Tang Xiaoru walking towards him with Yang Bingbing.
Yang Bingbing was still very low-key, wearing a tweed coat, a mask and a baseball cap, but her walking posture was a bit strange, and it seemed like she was not brave enough to walk fast.
Chen Qingrong ran over quickly, "You're here, Miss Yang, how do you feel about having your tattoo removed?"
Yang Bingbing took off her mask and said with a painful expression, "Tao washing is more painful than tattooing. I don't even dare to breathe in hard now. As soon as I breathe in, it starts to hurt. Shit."
Chen Qingrong was a little surprised, "Not really? It should be the most painful when getting a tattoo."
"It hurts a lot, mainly because the place where I got the tattoo is a bit too weird. If I got it on my arm or leg, it would be fine." Yang Bingbing explained weakly, and then asked, "Do you want to know where I got the tattoo?"
"I've already told Qingrong." Tang Xiaoru continued.
Yang Bingbing immediately said with shame, "Hey, Tang Xiaoru, why don't you respect my privacy at all? How can you tell Chen Qingrong about this? After all, there are differences between men and women."
Tang Xiaoru rolled her eyes. "Now you know that I should respect your privacy. But when you asked me every day whether Chen Qingrong was okay or not, why didn't you consider respecting my privacy and his?"
Chen Qingrong, "???"
"No..." Chen Qingrong was dumbfounded. "Why would you two best friends discuss this kind of topic? And, Miss Yang, why are you so curious about this kind of thing?"
Yang Bingbing said shamelessly, "I am doing this for the good of my best friend. If you don't have strong financial strength, how can I trust you to take care of my best friend?"
Chen Qingrong's mouth twitched, and he looked at Tang Xiaoru, "So did you tell her?"
Tang Xiaoru said a little embarrassedly, "How could I possibly tell her? I'm not crazy. Okay, okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go upstairs and eat hot pot first. The wind outside is too strong. Let's go inside and chat."
"Okay, let's go."
So we walked into the mall and came to this exciting hotpot restaurant on the sixth floor.
The waiters in this branch are all girls, and they are all in their early twenties, young and beautiful girls, and their main feature is that they are pleasing to the eye.
Youth is good.
No matter how fancy the clothes worn by older women are, they can't compare to the ponytails and jeans worn by young girls.
Because the weather is getting colder, more and more people come to eat hot pot. After all, there is a saying that goes, there is nothing that can't be solved by a hot pot meal. If there is, just have another meal.
There were many customers in the store. Tang Xiaoru and her friends found a seat and sat down under the guidance of the waiter. The two best friends sat together, and Chen Qingrong sat opposite them.
At this time, the waiter came over to remind them to scan the code to order, and then served them lemonade first.
Yang Bingbing took out a box from her bag and handed it to Tang Xiaoru, "Here, my bestie, this is your birthday present."
Tang Xiaoru was stunned, "Why did you give it to me at this time?"
Yang Bingbing smiled and said, "If I don't take it out now, your Chen Qingrong will complain behind your back that I didn't give you a birthday present. In fact, this perfume is not very valuable, only about five figures. It's still not as precious as the handmade photo frame that your Chen Qingrong gave you."
She was just making fun of herself, but she didn't expect Tang Xiaoru to take it seriously.
She first looked at Chen Qingrong tenderly, then smiled and nodded, "Yes, the handmade portrait my husband gave me is indeed precious and priceless."
Yang Bingbing suddenly didn't want to talk to her anymore.
Why are you so in love?
"But thank you anyway, Bingbing." Tang Xiaoru took the initiative to kiss Yang Bingbing on the cheek.
Yang Bingbing smiled with satisfaction, took out a similar box from her bag, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Chen Qingrong.
"this is yours."
"For me?" Chen Qingrong was stunned, then asked, "I don't celebrate my birthday either, why are you giving me a gift, Miss Yang?"
Yang Bingbing rolled her eyes. "Since it's not your birthday, I can't give you a gift? Besides, this is a couple's gift, the scent is the same, I picked it very carefully, why don't you thank me?"
Chen Qingrong hesitated for a moment and said cautiously, "Thank you, but don't ask me to kiss you. I'm not a foreigner, so I don't do the kiss on the cheek thing."
Yang Bingbing laughed angrily, "You think too much. Even if you want to kiss me, I won't agree. Okay, Pu Xinnan, put it away quickly."
"Okay, thank you. I'll also give you a big gift on your birthday."
"I don't want a handmade gift. I'm a realistic person. I want something expensive."
"Okay, okay, I promise to give you an expensive one."
After the small talk, we started ordering food.
Not long after ordering, the food was delivered quickly.
Because Yang Bingbing can eat spicy food, she asked for a double-flavored hotpot. This way, if Chen Qingrong and the others can't eat spicy food, they can have the clear soup on the side, and she can eat the spicy hotpot on the side. In this way, both sides are taken care of.
Besides, it’s no fun to eat hotpot without spicy food.
Gululu.
The soup in the pot began to boil, and they put the ordered fatty beef, spicy beef, and some vegetables into it.
Chen Qingrong looked around and whispered, "Ms. Yang, you're not wearing a hat or sunglasses. Aren't you afraid of being recognized by fans?"
Yang Bingbing smiled and said, "Everyone is busy eating, who is looking at me? I don't have that much national recognition. Besides, if I wear a hat and sunglasses while eating hot pot, I will attract attention and look pretentious."
"I'm not the kind of person who pretends to be cool, okay?"
"That makes sense." Chen Qingrong put two shrimp pastes into Tang Xiaoru's bowl and smiled ambiguously, "Eat more. What you eat will replenish what you have. If you eat shrimp pastes, your legs will become smoother."
Tang Xiaoru blushed and said proudly, "If I don't eat, will my legs stop slipping?"
"It's slippery, too slippery." Chen Qingrong smiled.
Tang Xiaoru didn't bother to pay attention to him, so she asked Yang Bingbing, "Have you designed the advertising script with Haoda Real Estate? Didn't you tell me that you participated in the design yourself?"
Yang Bingbing hummed and said disdainfully, "Nowadays, many advertisers and directors come up with rubbish scripts, without any creativity at all. So I thought, let me design the script myself for this advertisement. Mr. Liang is also very easy to talk to. I just tentatively raised a request and he agreed."
At this point, Yang Bingbing sighed softly and said, "Alas, it's a pity that such a high-quality man already has a girlfriend. It seems that whether it is a man or a woman, it is better to start looking for a partner as early as possible. If it is too late, the ones left on the market will be rotten cabbage leaves."
"You can't say that. There are also some very outstanding people who have too high standards and have never been able to find a boyfriend." Tang Xiaoru comforted her best friend, "You are so outstanding. If you really look for a boyfriend in the future, he will definitely be even better."
"I hope so." Yang Bingbing shrugged and suddenly added, "At least he will be better than Gao Qiang."
Chen Qingrong looked up at her, "Why did you suddenly mention my good brother?"
Yang Bingbing curled her lips slightly, "Can't I mention my ex-boyfriend? Are you jealous?"
"I'm not jealous." Chen Qingrong was speechless and smiled jokingly, "I just want to say that you suddenly mentioned Gao Qiang, which made me misunderstand that you still have feelings for him."
Yang Bingbing sneered, "You are really good at making associations. You should change your career to drawing comics or writing novels. Being a designer is really a waste of your talent."
"Don't tell me, I really plan to write a novel."
"Oh?" Yang Bingbing became interested, "Write something bitter?"
Chen Qingrong was very upset. "What? I don't want to go to jail. I'm thinking that when Xiaoru and I are old, I will write a love story with Xiaoru and I as the hero and heroine, and then play a Chopin nocturne to commemorate our dead love."
Tang Xiaoru's eyes glowed like sapphires.
Yang Bingbing sneered, "It's better to write something a little more difficult. At least it makes money quickly."
Chen Qingrong, "..."
It's impossible to have a normal conversation with this woman.
……
The hotpot meal lasted for about three hours. It was around 10:20 in the evening when they took the freight elevator down to the parking lot.
Then Chen Qingrong drove Yang Bingbing back to her home first, and then drove Tang Xiaoru back home.
As soon as they got home, they took off their coats. Tang Xiaoru jumped twice on the spot, kicked off her high heels and changed into slippers.
"I'll go into the bedroom, take off my stockings and change them. It's old enough to wear fluffy pajamas in this weather." Tang Xiaoru said anxiously.
Chen Qingrong asked kindly, "Do you need me to help you take off your stockings?"
Tang Xiaoru glanced at him and said, "You want to smell my little feet again, right? You pervert, I won't give you this chance, huh."
After that she went to the bedroom.
Chen Qingrong thought, if you don’t give me opportunities, then I won’t be able to create opportunities?
Besides, you will move your feet over here when you go to sleep at night.
Woman, your name is false modesty.
While Tang Xiaoru was changing into pajamas, he went to the bathroom and replied to Gao Qiang's WeChat message.
Gao Qiang’s WeChat account has been recovered, and in order to prove that it was him, he sent a voice message.
"Honey, are you going to the bathroom again?" Tang Xiaoru started calling him at this time.
Crash.
After Chen Qingrong flushed the toilet, he opened the door and walked out, saying with a wry smile, "I didn't poop this time, I just peed. Do you want to go to the toilet? If you want, I'll let you."
"I won't go. I don't have that much shit and piss." Tang Xiaoru gave him a charming look.
Chen Qingrong looked her up and down and asked, "Are you changing into the couple pajamas we bought before?"
Tang Xiaoru turned around and said, "Yes, it looks good, right? You should change into it soon, so that even if you kick off the quilt when you sleep at night, you won't catch a cold."
"Okay, I'll change in a moment."
"Oh, by the way, husband." Tang Xiaoru came to his side and took his arm, asking tentatively, "When you were eating hot pot today, you told Bingbing that you wanted to write our story into a novel in the future. Is that true?"
Chen Qingrong nodded seriously, "Well, actually I have the urge to write now. Sometimes when I finish the things at hand in the company, I will open a document and write an outline. With what we have experienced so far, it is enough to write hundreds of thousands of words."
"I've even applied for an author account on the website."
"Which website? Haitang?"
"..."
"You have the same dirty thoughts as your best friend." Chen Qingrong slapped her butt unhappily, "It's a serious novel website, okay! Do you want to know what my pen name is?"
Tang Xiaoru then asked, "What's your pen name?"
Chen Qingrong grinned, "Big Root Brother."
Tang Xiaoru's expression showed three parts of confusion, five parts of bewilderment, and two parts of speechlessness.
"Why do I feel that this pen name gives off a rather unserious vibe?" Tang Xiaoru narrowed her eyes and stared at him, "Are you sure this pen name will be approved?"
Chen Qingrong said confidently, "Why can't it be passed? Which of the three characters in "Big Root Brother" is illegal when taken alone? They are not illegal when put together. If none of them are passed, it can only mean that the reviewers of Yuandian Chinese website are crazy."
"No, their brains have never been normal."
"Original Chinese website?"
"Well, I don't know if you have read novels on their website. It is a well-established website with more than ten years of history in the industry. It has a guaranteed reputation and professional editors." Chen Qingrong smiled twice and added, "I have been following a novel written by a person named Liuhua Doubanjiang on their website before. It is very good."
Tang Xiaoru pouted, "Who would give himself a pen name like Doubanjiang? As soon as I heard the pen name, I knew that the author was not a serious person."
"Hey." Chen Qingrong responded, "How can you say that about my favorite author? If I said that Ye Feiye doesn't sound like a good person under the pen name, how would you react?"
"Hey!" Tang Xiaoru was even more nervous than him and pinched his waist fiercely, "Don't say bad things about my favorite author!"
"It hurts, it hurts!" Chen Qingrong quickly opened her hand, moved his body to the side, and said dissatisfiedly, "Look how hypocritical you are. It's ok for you to say that I like the author, but it's not ok for me to say that you like the author?"
"Let's not argue about this. Anyway, if you write it, remember to send it to me first. I'll help you polish it before you post it online." Tang Xiaoru changed the subject.
Chen Qingrong was a little surprised, "Are you willing to let me write it down?"
Tang Xiaoru smiled, "Why not? This is also an alternative way to commemorate our love. I like it very much, as long as you don't write anything nonsense. Well, it's okay if you write nonsense. Anyway, I will help you check it when the time comes. If I see you write nonsense, I will delete it directly for you, hehe."
"Then I'll just give you the pen and you can write it."
"I don't want to. I'm good at writing reports, but I'm really not good at writing novels." Tang Xiaoru is quite able to understand herself.
Chen Qingrong was drooling with joy.
But soon, it was Tang Xiaoru's turn to drool.
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Unexpectedly, the sun came out brightly the next morning, and the sunlight penetrated the curtains and shone onto the bed.
Chen Qingrong was still puzzled. "Didn't the weather forecast say that it would rain heavily today? Why is the sun shining now?"
"I don't know either." Tang Xiaoru stretched comfortably, then unhappily kicked Chen Qingrong's butt with her little foot and complained, "Where is my underwear? Why is it gone again?"
Chen Qingrong exclaimed, and thought of something. He turned his pillow over, and sure enough, Tang Xiaoru's panties were underneath.
Tang Xiaoru was speechless, "Why did you hide my underwear?"
Chen Qingrong frowned and thought for a while before saying, "I think I accidentally put it under my pillow with my phone when I went to sleep last night. I wouldn't do such a thing if I was conscious."
"That's not necessarily true. Even when you were conscious, you did a lot of stupid things."
Tang Xiaoru complained in disgust and decided not to wear the underwear anymore. She got out of bed and took out two new pairs of underwear from the closet. She kept one and threw the other to Chen Qingrong.
"Put it on, you can get up now, husband."
"I'll just wear the one I wore yesterday." Chen Qingrong was reluctant to part with his old underwear. "I've worn that pair of underwear for three days. I can't bear to change it."
Tang Xiaoru rolled her eyes in anger, "It's time to change it and wash it. It smells. If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about my health. Do you want me to have a gynecological disease?"
"Well, I definitely don't want that. Okay, I'll listen to you." Chen Qingrong changed into new underwear, and then casually said, "By the way, a college classmate of mine is getting married. He sent me a wedding invitation last night. I'll take you to the wedding to drink."
Thanks for the monthly ticket from "苍过番印度", thanks for the monthly ticket from "It's Really Hard to Pick a Nickname", and the updates are large and sufficient. I will continue to ask for monthly tickets!
(End of this chapter)
