No one knows monsters better than me

Chapter 274

Apart from working hours and regular chatting time, Qin Ren rarely checked WeChat.

He wasn't like that when he was in college.

……

Qin Ren was a generation who grew up using QQ. When he was in elementary school, he and his classmates popularized "stepping on space", "grabbing parking spaces", "stealing vegetables", and "buying and selling with friends". These are the most fashionable social entertainment methods on the rough Internet.

At that time, the qq level was a symbol of status, and there were even various software linked to qq by proxy. The longer the online time, the faster the qq level rose. Anyone who has a member or a yellow diamond is definitely a nobleman in the class .

And this kind of admiration and obsession with QQ, after the Internet gradually developed, gradually became unpopular with Qin Ren and his group of grown-ups.

……

Not long after, when Qin Ren was in high school, WeChat was born.

For some unknown reason, for a while, WeChat replaced QQ rank and became a "status symbol" in another sense.

Qin Ren personally guessed that there was probably such a logic in it:

Having WeChat means having a mobile phone number.

Having a mobile phone number means having a mobile phone.

At that time, high school students had a mobile phone, a smart phone that could be installed with apps, and it still had a bit of a reputation.

In addition, mobile phones are generally standard equipment for adults, and WeChat’s once-popular shake-and-dating function is also very mysterious and cool for minors, so the surroundings have gradually reached the "adults use WeChat, and brats use WeChat". Use qq" consensus.

Such an atmosphere accompanied Qin Ren all the way to university.

The instantly enriched social world of adults in college made Wechat replace QQ as Qin Ren's main communication tool.

The number of WeChat messages and the frequency of sending and receiving have also become the identification of its own composition.

People who often use WeChat have a high probability of "recharging now".

And if you often use QQ, there is a high probability that you will be regarded as a house addicted to sand sculpture groups and fencing with group friends every day.

……

To sum up, Qin Ren was once envied and hated by several roommates because he was dating Cheng Siyun and often watched WeChat in college.

Qin Ren's favorite is also the "Ding Dong" notification sound every time WeChat comes.

That represents his beloved orange, and he came to talk to him again to say sticky love words.

However, times have changed, and after working now, what Qin Ren hates the most is the ringtones of WeChat, and what he dislikes the most are WeChat messages.

……

In the past, he wondered why some people would say that they were busy and had no time to read WeChat messages. It was obviously just a matter of opening the software to take a look, which was very easy.

But now Qin Ren understands that when you are at work, you are numb to seeing all kinds of work groups, so after work, you don't want to click on WeChat again, and face all kinds of unread red dots, even if you move your finger No will.

And on Qin Ren's wechat, there was an avatar whose upper right corner was always marked with unread messages.

Qin Ren has always regarded her news as a month-end summary, especially since he went to work, and only eliminates the little red spots almost once a month.

Not long ago, because of a series of events such as vampires, Qin Ren and her relationship changed a little bit in intimacy, and Qin Ren involuntarily increased his concern for her wechat messages.

For example, at work today, Qin Ren found out that Cheng Siyu hadn't come, so before calling, he also confirmed the wechat message she sent him.

Qin Ren clicked on Xiaochengzi's dialog box, but there was no news for today, so he raised his hand and slid to the last unread.
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October 10-
[Little Chengzi: Brother-in-law, are you asleep, I was dreaming just now]

[Xiaochengzi: I dreamed that we were drinking coffee, and then I met my sister, who not only made room for us but also paid for us, what a strange dream]

[Xiaochengzi: Mom said I miss my sister, but I feel like I miss you~]
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October 10-
[Little Chengzi: Brother-in-law, I found out that I have grown up! 】

【Little Chengzi: ps, it’s not tall~ Love.jpg】
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the day before yesterday -
[Little Orange: Brother-in-law, please check ASMR for today's share]

[Little Orange: 52'']
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yesterday-
[Little Chengzi: Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, I just came back from the mall, let me show you the good ones]

【Little Orange: Picture.jpg】

[Qin Ren: Children only wear white, I'm not a lolicon]

[Little Chengzi: Scumbag brother-in-law, knock your head. jpg, you will dislike my sister-in-law becoming a little sister-in-law?But there are also black ones...]

【Little Orange: Picture.jpg】

[Little Chengzi: Don't secretly save it as a side dish~ Otherwise, I will sue my sister]

……

Unsurprisingly, my sister-in-law's WeChat messages were still innocuous and trivial, and Qin Ren didn't have the energy to reply to those unimportant messages. As always, he glanced at ten lines and ignored those super long voices. information about today.

So Qin Ren turned around and asked the Minister:
"Sister Yun, where's Cheng Gong?"

The computer in front of Yun Wanhe was rendering the model. She lowered her head as if she was looking at her mobile phone. She didn't know if she didn't hear Qin Ren's words and didn't respond.

"Sister Yun?"

Qin Ren moved closer, but still didn't respond.

Qin Ren turned his head slightly to look at her beautiful ears, and thought to himself that she didn't wear earphones either.

Shouldn't be falling asleep...

That's impossible, except for taking a nap and working overtime, Qin Ren has never seen this "workplace fierce girl" sleep during working hours.

"..."

Qin Ren stared at the back of her chair and thought for a while, then moved closer:

"Little Hemiao?"

"?!"

The minister obviously trembled slightly on his fragrant shoulders, and turned around all of a sudden, his pretty face was thin and shy:
"Xiao Qin, you... Who are you called if you are not old or young...!"

Xiao He Miao is the nickname that Yun Wanhe's grandma used to call her since she was a child. Yun Wanhe knew that it must be when Qin Ren called her in the Mid-Autumn Festival video, and this guy heard her grandma calling her like that...

"Hey, sister Yun, don't be angry. Didn't this tell you not to agree for a long time...Huh?"

As Qin Ren spoke, his hippie smile subsided and his brows frowned:
"Sister Yun, were you... crying just now?"

Yun Wanhe turned her face away when she heard the words, rubbed the red corners of her eyes, then wiped the watery eye sockets, and pursed her red lips:
"No."

"..."

Doesn't this just open your eyes and talk nonsense?

Qin Ren is quite experienced in making women cry. He has basically made all the girls in the family cry by turns, so now he is somewhat ptsd about this kind of thing. The Minister actually behaved like this, and immediately became serious and gentle with skill.

"Sister Yun, what's going on?"

"Hey, it's okay..."

Sister Yun's voice was low, as she spoke, she turned her beady eyes to look around, as if she was afraid of letting anyone other than Qin Ren know.

But Qin Ren didn't care how she argued, he took out his phone, clicked, and took a close-up shot of her, taking advantage of the minister's unpreparedness.

"You!...Xiao Qin!"

After the astonishment passed, Yun Wanhe became anxious in an instant.

For women, it is such a big deal for them to be photographed without permission and self-selection.

It's about character, not appearance.

Even if it was a boss like Yun Wanhe who was a mature woman, his first reaction was to grab Qin Ren's phone.

"Don't make trouble, you tell me first."

Qin Ren grabbed her hand and put it down. He suddenly thought of something, and his expression became complicated:

"You're not something... being cheated by a man is such a bloody thing..."

"?"

What is this person's brain circuit thinking?

Have you watched too many domestic TV dramas...

No, Xiao Qin has always been single. If there is no girlfriend at home, which man would watch domestic dramas in his spare time...

However, Yun Wanhe blinked and looked at Qin Ren's unhappy expression, but felt a little inexplicably happy in her heart.

"My private business..."

Yun Wanhe nodded slightly, and stroked her ears and hair:

"Why do you care so much..."

"Of course I can't care about your private affairs."

Qin Ren paused expressionlessly:

"I care about your people."

The first half of the sentence almost chilled Yun Wanhe's heart, but the second half of the sentence turned her cheeks red.

"You... can you stop panting if you say something?"

The Minister caressed the tense skirt, looked left and right, and then whispered at him:

"Okay, whoever it is, whether you care or not... This is the company, just pretend that you didn't say anything..."

"you have not answer my question yet."

"Answer what a fart! How could I be... cheated by a man or something!"

Yun Wanhe glared at him angrily, Qin Ren felt relieved:
"That's good. If you are cheated by some bad man, then I won't care about you."

This sounded weird, Yun Wanhe put her round and slender legs together, raised the toe of her high-heeled shoes, and squinted at Qin Ren:

"What do you mean...don't care about me...?"

"That is, from now on, we are just the relationship between the boss and the subordinate, not friends, let alone friends who can chat at night. Qin, don't be such a stupid friend."

In fact, Qin Ren himself was also puzzled. He didn't know why his mood suddenly became so gloomy when that bloody thought came to his mind just now.

Could it be that my concern for Sister Yun...is not just that of a good friend?

This is a question worth pondering. Qin Ren has never been good at digging out the true emotions in his heart. Let's take a step at a time. Right now, he still waved his phone:
"Sister Yun, why did you cry just now? If you don't tell me, I'll post the picture of you crying in the company group."

"Hey don't! Why are you so... so..."

Sister Yun frowned anxiously, her bright red mouth hesitated to speak, Qin Ren tentatively added:

"So bad?"

"Yes! Why are you so bad!"

Qin Ren remembered the cute and naive look of a certain big snake:

"Because I was originally a bad person."

"..."

Yun Wanhe had no choice but to agree to confess.

"But Xiao Qin, you have to promise, after I say it, you are not allowed to laugh at me..."

"You said."

"Um…"

Yun Wanhe took out her own mobile phone and turned on her mobile phone QQ:

"Well, it's because of it."

"I see."

Qin Ren nodded clearly:

"Ma Huateng is quite hateful, but you won't cry when you look at the software, right?"

"What a mess...""

Yun Wanhe slid her finger:
"It's the interface of this small program called qq. Just now there was no problem with the network, so I wanted to refresh the news... I was obviously very careful, but every time I wanted to pull down to refresh, I lost a little bit of strength, so I turned the interface of this small program Pull it out, no matter how weak my strength is, I can't pull it down at all, and then the more I think about it, the more angry I become, the more angry I become, the more anxious I am...I cry..."

"..."

After listening to the minister's explanation, Qin Ren drooped his eyelids:

"That's it?"

"That's it…"

"Okay, I won't laugh at you." Qin Ren said what he said.

"Then delete the photo quickly."

"No."

"Why! Qin Ren, if you dare to post in the group, I'll...I'll make you work overtime until..."

"Stupid or not."

Qin Ren sneered, and scratched the delicate nose of the lower minister:

"Beautiful pear blossoms with rain, such a rare photo, I can't bear to post it in the group, I have saved it myself, thank you, sister Yun."

"Favorite... eh?"

After Qin Ren finished speaking, he got up and asked Zhou Chi to go to the bathroom together. Yun Wanhe watched his back disappear, touched her nose, and said in a low voice, "It's not big or small", and continued to stare at the computer to work When I got up, the sound of clicking the mouse seemed to be much lighter.

It's just that the good times don't last long, when the minister secretly Baidu on the computer "what do men usually use women's photos for", two pink clouds suddenly appeared on the pretty face, and the brisk heart seemed to hear him say that he cared When I was like that, I started to jump around...

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(Adapted from real events, hateful qq!)
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