Chapter 353 True or False Online Dating Partner (8)
Real and Fake Online Dating Partners (Part 8)
"Lan Gong's boyfriend? Let me check, let me check!"
"Is this true? Did Lan Gong bring someone to the company?"
"It just so happens that I'm not busy right now. I want to go see who can win over our cold flower!"
In just a moment, an office on the middle floor of the office building went from lifeless to bustling.
Before they could finish their shouting, three men of different heights walked in from outside.
The tall man in the long trench coat who was still as handsome as the protagonist of an old-fashioned movie was Lance. His colleagues looked past the middle one and looked at the shortest one.
The simple sweatshirt had wide sleeves, and the cuffs suddenly revealed a piece of white and delicate wrist, which was so white and tender that it matched the delicate and lovely face very well. The youthful aura of a twenty-year-old seemed to come towards her and wash away the entire decaying office.
Coco was the first to become intoxicated and close her eyes.
"Ah, it's the breath of youth, it's the smell of youth, it's the smell of being alive! I haven't smelled this smell of being alive for a long time."
Lao Cun patted her shoulder without any hesitation and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? We are not dead."
Xiao Wu followed up with a complaint, "That's right, even though I'm a otaku, I'm just a otaku, not dead."
Coco, who was woken up by the slap, had a face full of resentment.
"What's the difference between being alive and dead as a programmer? Unless my hair becomes as thick and black as Lan Gong's, I'll make a decaying sound even if I'm alive!"
Lao Cun and Xiao Wu felt pain in their knees at the same time, and their eyes were even more resentful than hers.
"Don't shoot, we're on the same side."
“Your colleagues are so interesting.”
Song Ning didn't expect that Lance's working environment was completely different from what he imagined, and he couldn't help but stand on tiptoe and whisper in Lance's ear.
"Well, I told you they're a lovely bunch."
The ears of the few people who were still struggling with life and death suddenly perked up. Lance saw it but pretended not to see it and reminded Song Ning.
"So if you come to see me next time, you can come directly to the company to see me before get off work. We don't have strict management here."
After Song Ning carefully determined that he was sincere, he nodded happily and agreed.
Coco: "Did you hear what Blue Worker said? Our company doesn't have strict management, haha."
Lao Cun retorted, "Is it very strict for Lan Gong?"
Xiao Wu covered his knee that was hit by another bullet and said, "Stop scolding, stop scolding. If you continue to scold, the child will die."
Coco looked melancholy.
"Yes, it is indeed not strict for Lan Gong."
She bit her handkerchief and looked at Lance hatefully, then looked at Song Ning beside him and whined.
"I don't understand how someone who is so capable and handsome can find such a lovely boyfriend! He is not allowed to live in this world!"
"I brought some snacks and milk tea for everyone, come and get them."
Lance was greeting everyone when he realized that there was a delivery boy carrying a box following behind the three of them.
"He deserves to be alive. If he dies, it's us losers who are wasting the air."
Lao Cun patted Coco's shoulder and raised his voice.
"Do you have hot cocoa? A rainy day like this is perfect for a cup of hot cocoa."
"Have."
Coco's expression was distorted, but the moment she turned her head her expression brightened.
"I want taro bubble milk tea, do you have it?"
"Also."
Xiaowu looked at Laocun, then at Keke's back, and chased after him.
"Then I want lemonade. Have you bought this?"
"Yes, I bought it."
The group of people quickly divided the milk tea and sweets, and said hello to Song Ning one by one before returning to their workstations to eat and drink.
Song Ning also followed Lance to his workstation - it was an independent workstation. Although it was not big, it was equipped with a separate bathroom!
Even if Song Ning has never worked there, it is obvious that Lance's treatment is very different when compared with the working environment of those people outside.
With a look of shock on his face, he followed Lance's strength and sat down on the ergonomic chair. "Is your position very high? Your office feels very classy."
Lance didn't hide it either.
"Well, I am considered a technical backbone of the company, so the treatment is better."
The setting of his shell is not complicated, and he directly follows the route of being born to win - when it comes to fiddling with data, they are born to do this job.
Song Ning thought about the group of people calling Lans Lan Gong, and looked at the simple, elegant and tidy office. He always felt that it should be more than just a little bit.
But he was more concerned about something else.
"The milk tea you bought is just right. There are people choosing every flavor."
When placing the order, Song Ning was still wondering if Lance had chosen it randomly, but it was obviously not the case just now. Everyone got the flavor they wanted.
Could it be such a coincidence?
Or did Lance do it on purpose, and did he really remember the preferences of all his colleagues?
“They are more loyal.”
Lance understood his probing and didn't intend to hide it.
On the contrary, he deliberately revealed more flaws.
"Usually, this group of people always like to order milk tea in my name when they are craving for it, so I have kept it in mind over time."
He paused and smiled.
"I just have a better memory, but the key is that these people are very loyal."
Our favorite tastes never change, except when a new flavor comes out, when we all try it together and then complain about how bad the new flavor is.
"But that also shows that you care about them."
Song Ning thought this was a good idea.
If Lance can be so nice to his colleagues, he will be nice to me in the future, right?
He thought to himself, while forcibly suppressing a thought that emerged.
Yigen Luobo had complained to him several times about conflicts with colleagues at work. Although the number of times was not too many and he spoke vaguely, it was obvious that he had a bad relationship with his colleagues and his relationship with his superiors was also very strained.
It shouldn't be like Lance now. Not only does he get along well with his colleagues, but it seems that his position is even higher than those of his colleagues.
"The rain is a bit heavy, how about playing a game?"
Lance took the initiative to open his computer, and Song Ning saw the icons on the desktop at a glance - half of them were work-related, and the rest were those he hardly used.
The entire computer desktop is neat and tidy, which is very similar to Lance's temperament and also matches the office very well.
But there were no games on it, Song Ning turned around in confusion.
"Just download whatever you like to play. My computer has a pretty good internet speed."
"But it's work time now, it's not okay for me to play games, right?"
Song Ning was very tempted by this proposal, but he rejected it.
"Is that so?"
Lance pondered for two seconds, stood up and closed the door, came back, picked up Song Ning, put him on his lap and sat down in one go.
"This won't be bad, right?"
There was a smile in the corner of his eyes.
There was smoke coming out of Song Ning's head.
Why is Lance like this? Once he closes the door, won't everyone outside know that they are going to do something bad inside?
What's the difference between this and trying to cover up one's own guilt?
Outside the door, the sounds of sipping milk tea stopped.
The next second, everyone lowered their heads and opened the gossip group - it doesn't matter if you don't go to class today, the most important thing is to eat melons!