After agreeing to Chen Jun to persuade Yang Li to sign the contract, Du Siqiu started working early in the morning. But in fact, she was not familiar with Yang Li.
At first hearing his name, other girls started to become obsessed with him, but she was still stuck in the stage of guessing whether this person was a boy or a girl. Maybe it was because she was ignorant by nature, and she had never been very sensitive to new things.
According to Chen Jun, Yang Li has a very large fan base in Taiwan, especially young girls. Du Siqiu disapprovingly slandered him: Hey, he only relies on his face to make a living.
She personally has no prejudice against idol Yin Xing who relies on his face and youth to make a living. To be honest, the entertainment industry is pretty much the same as it is. If the literary world is like this and everyone relies on beauty to get to the top, then that's okay. It's simply a mess.
After the angry young lady severely criticized this writer who relied on his face to make a living, his soul finally flew back to his real work. She scolded him, and later she had to compliment him without conscience.
Therefore, it is said that human integrity is most easily bruised by reality.
In order to win Yang Li's favor, Du Siqiu specially searched his personal information on Baidu. He was originally from Guangdong and moved to Taipei since he was a child. He graduated from the Chinese University of Hong Kong and has published three full-length youth novels, all of which are best-sellers in Hong Kong and Taiwan.
She took a closer look and saw that he was really a handsome guy. His eyebrows and eyes were well-proportioned, and the proportions of his facial contours were quite coordinated. Even though his skin was a bit pale, like a pretty boy, in comparison, she still looked
I prefer the wheat colors of He Youdong and Chen Jun.
Because she had contacted her in advance, she was not intercepted by the security when she entered the community, and went straight to the Yang family gate unimpeded. It was a three-story European-style building with light gray paint on the exterior walls and bay windows on the second floor.
Beautiful little red flowers climbed out from the gap in the iron railings and extended all the way to another glass window next to it without railings.
She didn't know where the confidence came from, and she pressed Yang Li's doorbell without hesitation without making any excuses. She only learned about the blindness of this confidence later.
A middle-aged woman answered the door and claimed to be the nanny of the Yang family. She said: Mr. Yang has something urgent to do and he has to go out. Please come back another day."
"Oh, wouldn't it be convenient if it's cloudy?"
The nanny hesitated for a moment, waved her hand and replied: "Probably, I can't say for sure."
The originally arranged meeting was suddenly let go for no reason, and she couldn't even predict the next itinerary. She was really speechless, and said in shock: "Okay, who told you, Mr. Yang, that you are a busy man?"
The nanny didn't want to be chatty with her, so she just said a few perfunctory words and then closed the door and went into the room, giving her a rejection.
She didn't react for a moment, and turned around and left Yang's house angrily. Her depressed figure with stomping feet was no different from that of an angry primary school student.
He completely didn't notice the staring gaze behind him, standing in front of the second floor window, with a mocking smile in it.
Although she had hit a wall with Yang Li for no reason, she had already made up her mind and would not give up until she saw Yang Li, otherwise she would not be able to get a job with Chen Jun.
The next day, she specially chose a dinner time in the evening and went to Yang's house again. This time the owner came out and opened the door in person. He seemed unprepared for her coming to the door again, and the features on his face were stiffly tangled together.
She was not secretive, so she had no choice but to speak first: "Mr. Yang, I am Du Siqiu from Shenzhou Magazine. We already contacted her yesterday."
"Yeah." He blocked the door with his tall body and had no intention of inviting guests to enter.
"Is it convenient for me to come in and talk?"
"Sorry, I'm not free." He suddenly turned around and ran into the house, closing the door forcefully. All the movements were so fast that Du Siqiu couldn't recover for a long time.
Who will tell her what's going on now?
She was a little anxious: "Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, can you please open the door!" She shouted so hard that her mouth went dry, and the people in the room actually had the ability to pretend to be deaf and dumb.
She heard that Yang Li was notoriously difficult to deal with, but she didn't expect him to be so arrogant.
It's just too much of a deception, and I have to force her to do something special!
She looked up at the window without railings on the second floor, looking over and over again, making up her mind. If the talks couldn't come to a conclusion today, Xue Yan would probably perform the roar of the Hedong lion again. She gritted her teeth and decided to die.
!
She walked over and pressed her body against the dirty sewer pipe on the wall. Her fingers were faintly white from clinging to the concave and convex places. When she was a child, climbing trees was her strong point. She clamped the trunk of the tree with her legs and kept climbing up with her hands, dexterously.
You have to live like a monkey. After more than ten years, this climbing ability has greatly deteriorated. The previous record of forty seconds now takes a full three minutes.
What's even more tragic is that when she squatted on the window sill after going through all kinds of hardships, she found Yang Li in the room looking at her with a meaningful look. That look was neither angry nor surprised.
"Miss Du, what do you want to do?" Yin Yin asked, but her tone was very calm: "Don't force me to call security."
"Isn't this the question I should ask you? Why do you keep changing your mind about the things you agreed on Yin and Yin? What do you really want to do?"
"Because, it's fun." An evil smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, making her dizzy.
What a joke! She couldn't believe this. How bored must the person in front of her be to tease someone she had never met before for no reason.
"Mr. Yang's hobbies are really special. In this case, I don't feel guilty for breaking into private houses."
He seemed to like seeing others become angry because of embarrassment. The smile in his eyes became thicker with her frown: "Why, Miss Du is angry?"
"Okay, let's not beat around the bush. What's your position in your heart? At least give me an answer. Don't let me go back so unfairly. I won't be able to get a good job with our boss." She explained carefully, completely.
I forgot that I was walking on thin ice. I accidentally fell off the window sill.
"Ah!!!" Her heart-rending howl burst out from the bedroom. She frowned and closed her eyes tightly, with an expression as if she had died unexpectedly.
Until the voice of Yang Li, who couldn't laugh or cry, sounded in my ears: "Don't worry, you won't die yet."
She opened her eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she fell inside, and fortunately she fell onto the bed in the bedroom, otherwise she would have broken her leg.
"Get up quickly, I have mysophobia."
"Oh." She jumped out of bed, and in such an embarrassing situation, she still took advantage of the opportunity and patiently communicated with him: "You see I'm already here, just give me a few minutes." She really couldn't think of it.
Why did Tohru work so hard for a mere work assignment? Maybe it was her inner competitiveness that was at work.
He pulled up a stool and sat down, tilted his head and said, "It seems like you don't recognize me."
She looked at him all over, her eyes confused. Did he mean that he and her had met before? But she had no impression of him at all. This was unscientific. She had never seen beautiful men before.
Don’t you forget it?
"How about you give me a hint?" She scratched the back of her head in embarrassment.
"If you don't remember me, you should remember that you gave someone two yuan for bus fare."
Two yuan for the bus fare. Could it be that he was the man who ran after the bus and handed him two yuan without even seeing his face clearly? She widened her eyes and said, "You are... you are the one who forgot to bring the bus card."
, the person who was almost kicked out of the car by the driver’s uncle?”
"That's right, it's me."
"Haha, I didn't expect you to look like this. I'm sorry, I didn't have time to see it clearly that day." She was deeply surprised by this unexpected fact. To put it this way, he owed her a favor. "Actually, both of them
A dollar is a small thing, so there is no need to worry about it."
"I'd rather you didn't give me the two dollars."
"Ah, what do you mean by that?"
"Please, before you do something good, please make sure you are not doing any harm. I don't even know what money you gave me. It's just two dollars, one with missing corners, one with some messy words printed on it, even the driver.
They all despise it.”
"What happened next?"
He snorted coldly: "We got on the bus, and I became the laughing stock of everyone in the car. I have never been laughed at like this in my whole life, do you know!"
So he deliberately teased her yesterday in order to take revenge. He is such a cruel person. If it wasn't for work, she would have beaten him up and left him alone.
"What? It's better if we can get along. After all, I have good intentions, so can you give me some face this time?"
"I'm sorry, my new work is already signed to someone else. You'd better go back early and don't waste any more time."
"Your new work..." At this moment, she realized that she didn't know what his new work was. After working on it for a long time, it was really a waste of courage. "Hmm...c...cwhat..."
"C language love letter. Stop guessing. It seems you don't even know what C language is." He was beginning to lose patience with her.
"Of course I know. C language is a high-level computer programming language."
"What is the scanf function and what is the printf function?"
"In C language, these two functions are..."
He waved his hand to interrupt her mechanical explanation: "Don't give me Baidu's tricks again."
Du Siqiu shrugged in frustration: "Well, I really don't know anything about C language."
"Then come to me when you understand."
Now she didn't bother to waste time with him and just walked away.
When she walked to the bedroom door, she suddenly turned back and said: "I don't know anything about C language, but I can tell you some nonsense... Among the scanf and printf functions you mentioned, I prefer the scanf function.
If it were personified, I think the scanf function is a citizen who enjoys relative freedom. As long as it meets the requirements of the format, you can input any symbols freely.
The printf function is a regular repeater. The input data is processed by the program and the result is what it outputs.
As for me, I have always wanted to be a person like the scanf function. Within the scope of the freedom I have been given, I can do what I want to do and become the person I want to be. At the same time, I do not force others too much. Therefore, it doesn’t matter whether I sign or not.
Whatever you want, I won't force you." After saying that, she left the gorgeous European-style building without looking back.
He sat where he was and looked at her straight back quietly, the mockery in his eyes finally disappearing little by little.
She went back to the company dejectedly, silently making plans in her mind, ready to apologize to Chen Jun and Xue Yan at any time.
The next day, Du Siqiu was called to Xue Yan's office. She stood quietly on the other side of the desk waiting for Xue Yan to ask about the development of the matter.
After a while, she looked up from the pile of documents, with a faint smile on her face. She told her that Yang Li personally called this morning and had agreed to sign his "C Language Love Letter" to "Shen Jixu"