Chapter 9 The Protagonist in a Wheelchair (09)
After saying that, he suddenly reacted and paused: "Do you agree?"
Yan Lianshen was silent for a moment and nodded.
If you want to do software development yourself, talent recruitment and capital investment are indispensable.
Following Shen Lanshu to increase his knowledge and make connections, he was far more moved than the considerable salary, not to mention that the salary offered by the other party could alleviate his current predicament - of course, this did not affect him from holding a grudge.
"But I have something I need to make clear first..."
As he spoke, he put his hands on the edge of the dining table and let the wheelchair slide back, revealing his full view. He pointed to his legs without hesitation and said: "My ability to handle affairs is limited, not only referring to objective conditions, but also actual factors."
In other words, in addition to being unable to walk with his legs, he also had no experience in being a secretary.
When I said this, I looked too candid.
Shen Lanshu was helpless because of his frankness, but it was also this self-knowledge that Shen Lanshu appreciated.
As a boss, it is true that I like employees who are capable, responsible, capable of execution and responsible in situations, but self-awareness is also very important. You can take on as many jobs as you have the ability. If you don’t have that ability and still like to show off, it will be inconvenient to show off your strength and competitiveness. Not happy.
He stretched his brows and looked at the young man with a smile.
The young man was not too old, he had just graduated, and his face still showed the greenness of someone who had not been involved in society. However, he was very clear-headed and was not stunned by the sudden 'accident'. He rationally rejected the old man's engagement with Xu Nuo Jiang Mian. , although there is a youthful spirit in it, but this quality is worthy of recognition.
Moreover, he discovered that the young man had a pair of very calm eyes. Even though he had a high-paying secretary position and the convenience it brought, his eyes were still calm and firm. He was more mature and more beautiful than his peers.
But then I thought about where this maturity came from, and I felt inexplicably moved and slightly regretful.
He could understand being moved, but what the hell was regret?
He frowned and took a sip from the ice-cold orange juice on the table. The cold taste dispelled the emotions in his heart. He softened his voice and said softly: "I'm just providing you with an opportunity. If you can seize it, I'll do it." It depends on your own abilities."
Yan Ke didn't know that the other party had thought so much in this short period of time.
After hearing what the other party said, he turned his wheelchair back to the dining table, poured himself a glass of orange juice, raised his hand, and curled his narrow eyes: "Then I wish you that we can get along happily in the future? "
The young man smiled like this, which immediately diluted the alienation caused by his coldness and arrogance.
Shen Lanshu watched as his eyes lit up little by little, like stars in the night sky, blooming with brilliant light. They were no less than the strange pupils he had seen last time. They were so beautiful that it made his mouth and tongue dry. , and even seemed to hear the sound of the heart beating in the chest at a certain moment.
In order to hide his strangeness, he picked up the cup at hand and clinked it.
After eating this meal, it can be regarded as a good time between the host and the guest.
When he put down his chopsticks, Shen Lanshu asked him how long it would take him to pack his luggage. He touched his slightly bulging belly. The Sichuan hot pot in this restaurant was not very authentic and not spicy enough, but he hadn't eaten hot pot in a long time. Control your mouth and eat enough.
He leaned lazily on the back of his wheelchair: "The day after tomorrow."
Tomorrow is Grandpa Jiang’s first seven days.
When you become the grandson of an old man, you have to bear the responsibilities of a grandson. This is what he learned after two lives.
"Okay, I'll drive to pick you up tomorrow."
Shen Lanshu also thought of the first seven.
He paid the bill and drove Yan back. When he arrived at the entrance of Rongshu Village, he was blocked. It was after work time. Vendors selling vegetables on both sides and residents carrying convenience bags crowded the road, which was not wide. It's so watery that it can't drain out.
Shen Lanshu asked his assistant to pull over, while he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt and stepped out of the car, exposing his strong forearms.
Assistant Li quickly ran to the trunk and took out the wheelchair, while Shen Lanshu went around to the other side of the trunk, opened the door and got into the car to take a shower.
I hate this body. I am twenty-three this year.
Although his legs are not good for walking, they are well maintained and the muscles have not atrophied. They are no different from ordinary people's legs. Therefore, he is also a young man of considerable stature. However, Shen Lanshu effortlessly got him out of the carriage. Hug it out.
There was no sign of any effort on his face, and he was as relaxed as if he didn't have any weight.
Yanyan claims to be strange, especially with the chest where the shoulders and arms are close to each other, through the thin fabric, you can clearly feel the smooth lines of the other person's chest muscles - a lazy guy who doesn't even want to walk is willing to spend all his energy on fitness?
And only then did he realize that the other person was also sprayed with perfume.
The smell was not strong. It was hidden under the faint smell of tobacco. If you smell it carefully, you can smell the elegant lotus fragrance. He sighed in his heart and glanced down from the man's stern face. The dark red silk shirt was unbuttoned. , the neckline is open, revealing a small piece of strong chest muscle, looking like a walking hormone transmitter.
Who is a serious person wearing such a boring dark red shirt?
Yan moved his eyes away, but didn't notice the tips of Shen Lanshu's ears that were secretly red.
The young man's gaze just now made him feel like a thorn in his back, and he didn't dare to express his anger.
He gently put Yan on the wheelchair and breathed a sigh of relief. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the porcelain-like skin on the young man's collar. After the weather cleared, Rongcheng officially entered the early summer season, and the temperature in the south was relatively cold. Kyoto is higher.
The young man was wearing a white shirt today, with two buttons on the collar undone, revealing his slender neck and a pair of delicate collarbones. The whiteness of the collarbones was more dazzling than the sun, which made his heart inexplicably agitated. stand up.
He retreated behind the wheelchair without leaving a trace. Looking down from his commanding view, he could not only see the young man's hair, but also glimpse the spring light in his shirt through the slightly open collar. The color was even more brilliant than the sunset on the horizon at this time. When it tightens, heat rushes directly to the cheeks, making the feeling of dryness and depression even worse.
Damn it.
Shen Lanshu quickly looked away, turned around and accidentally saw something that looked like a man, and his heart beat like a drum.
If Jiang Qingyan found out about this, would he still be convinced that he had other agendas?
Shen Lanshu suppressed his noisy heart and turned his attention to Li Sen: "Come here and take Mr. Jiang back."
As soon as he finished speaking, a white BMW came speeding up and stopped just past Shen Lanshu's shoulder.
Not long after, the driver's door was pushed open from the inside, and Ji Xingye, wearing a white shirt and black trousers, walked out with his glasses on: "Daughter-in-law, why didn't you call me when you came out?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pick up the handle of the wheelchair naturally.
However, the person holding the handle did not give in at all, which caused his outstretched hand to freeze in mid-air. He paused, raised the corners of his lips again, turned his head, and said politely: "Mr. Shen is here too. Sorry, it was just now." See."
The tall man tilted his head and lowered his eyes, with dark eyelashes casting shadows on his eyelids, but his handsome and tall profile was as handsome as a knife, and there was even more coldness between his eyebrows: "Your eyes are in Breathing?"
He said he never saw such a big living person.
"What did you say?" Ji Xingye asked blankly.
Shen Lanshu clicked his tongue, pushed the wheelchair and bumped into the stunned Ji Xingye with his shoulder, lowered his head and lowered his voice: "Since I picked you up, I have the responsibility to send you home safely."
These words were spoken not only to Yan, but also to Ji Xingye.
Assistant Li raised one foot and silently put the leg back down.
It took Ji Xingye a while to realize that the other person was scolding him for being blind.
His romantic brows turned cold for a moment, he locked the car door, left the car where it was, and followed him.
As the person being fought over, it was as if he hadn't heard anything. The old god was sitting on the ground in a wheelchair, and he didn't care who pushed him.
"young married woman--"
"Ji Xingye, pay attention to your address." Yan frowned and interrupted him, lightly reminding him.
After hearing this, Ji Xingye's eyes darkened, and the eyes hidden in the lenses glanced coldly at the man beside him. He took a deep breath and calmed his breathing: "I've been saying this for more than ten years and it's hard to change my words. Pay attention. But Qingyan, why are you with Mr. Shen?"
I went to meet a client with my father, Lao Wang, and rushed back without even eating the scheduled dinner. Why did a person named Shen show up after such a few hours?
His tone was so relaxed that it seemed like he was just asking casually.
However, Shen Lanshu, who heard something, couldn't help but chuckle. He thought that these two people were interested in Mr. Lang Youqing. It turned out that they didn't know the true face of Lushan. This discovery made his irritable heart inexplicably calm at this moment. Come down.
Yan Jian said with horror: "Mr. Shen invited me to dinner."
"Oh." Ji Xingye responded dryly, suddenly thought of something, and smiled: "Tomorrow is my first seven days. After the first seven days, Mr. Shen will also go back to Beijing, right?"
He looked disgusted with his head, but what he said was to Shen Lanshu.
Shen Lanshu glanced at him and said with unclear meaning: "Go back to Beijing the day after tomorrow."
Ji Xingye, who still didn't know that Yan also wanted to go together, quietly released his clenched palms and said politely: "What time does Mr. Shen's flight take off? Do you want Qing Yan and I to give you a lift?"
"No, my assistant will drive."
"That's it, then I wish you a safe journey first."
The two chatted for a while and soon arrived at the gate of the hospital.
Shen Lanshu pushed the person into the courtyard and breathed a sigh of relief: "Mr. Jiang, I will send him here. We will see you tomorrow."
After saying that, he left Ji Xingye with a meaningful look and left.
Ji Xingye was baffled by his look.
He took the handle of the wheelchair, frowned thoughtfully and pushed the person up the corridor. When he pushed to the door, he hesitated for a moment, walked up to Yan, took off his glasses and squatted down, looked up at Yan and said: "Qingyan, you, do you still like him?"
Ji Xingye has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes.
Normally you can't tell when you wear glasses, but once you take off your glasses and look at someone with full concentration, it will give people the illusion of being extremely affectionate, making people want to drown in his gentle trap.
Chapter completed!