Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 21 You Are Miserable, Falling In Love! 【Seek to follow up, monthly pass】

After going through an embarrassment, there seemed to be something different between Tang Shi and Song Ci, which could not be explained or understood, mixed in the haze, and grew deep in the heart.

Before Song Ci came to remember to go further, he started the closed development of the new project.

The holiday is postponed, and we can rest together at that time, with full board and lodging, just to make the new project sooner. A group of people from the company, carrying bags and carrying notebooks, entered a large room under the warm greeting of the manager of the front office of Chunfeng Building. Bag.

Seeing the neatly arranged nine massage beds, Song Ci couldn't help but wonder, there is also a team for health preservation?
Balcony, sofa, workbench, kitchen, living room, after choosing your own work area, this private room similar to a hotel family suite is occupied by everyone.

Song Ci was still hanging out with Fat Brother, and the two of them happened to occupy the small bar, which was enough space for the two of them to work.

Song Ci who just took out the notebook, saw the fat man staring at his notebook like a wolf, Song Ci was so frightened that he hurriedly put the notebook back.

Just at this time, the boss came out.

The boss who went to the cloakroom, wearing a bright yellow jacket and a pair of loose pants, clapped his hands in the living room, attracting the attention of everyone who was packing their equipment.

"First things in hand, go change your clothes, get a massage, relax, and then have a good meal before starting the work at hand." Mr. Yuan twisted his feet to make the slippers fit better.

It has to be said that Mr. Yuan has always liked to lead by example, dare to set an example, and dare to take the lead.

A few minutes later, a group of men dressed in bright yellow were lying on the massage table waiting for the technician. To be fair, they found a technician who looked handsome in the photo for Sister Ge.

No favoritism, very humane.

Sister Ge seemed to be used to the company's operations, so she found the innermost position, put two slices of cucumber on her eyes, and began to close her eyes to rest her mind.

Song Ci, who put his left foot on his right, held a teacup in his hand, and felt a little bit of a strange sense of guilt. This feeling came with the technician. Song Ci couldn't tell if it was because of Mr. Tang.

There is a big difference between working hard and enjoying it.

"Is it a bit unaccustomed, and you will get used to it gradually in the future." Mr. Yuan was pressed down and hummed, and he still didn't forget to talk to Song Ci.

The boss not only wants to buy your time with money, but also corrupts your purity with entertainment. Song Ci thinks he is cunning and cunning.

"Handsome guy, how's your strength?" The lady technician asked Song Ci aloud while pressing on her shoulder.

The voice is very gentle.

"Yes, thank you!" Song Ci replied.

Professional technique, after the massage, I really feel a little comfortable all over the body, at least I feel a lot more relaxed. Soaking my feet in the wooden barrel, Song Ci leaned on the raised massage bed, feeling very good.

When he started to press the feet, Song Ci noticed that the big brothers were all grinning, and they didn't know which acupuncture point was pressed, and they reacted greatly.

Several young ladies and technicians smiled quietly, with some tacit meaning.

Song Ci didn't feel any unnecessary discomfort, but felt quite comfortable. The boss looked at him enviously, his eyes were full of memories and the past.

In the past, three feet was not enough to fear, but now three feet is difficult. From a high-pressure water gun to a water faucet that can't be closed tightly, it only takes time to pass, dunking too much, and over time, you can have tick tock.

Who wants to be the master of Didi?

"It hurts?" Song Ci looked at the boss.

The boss shut up and stopped humming, shook his head and answered with difficulty: "It's comfortable~!"

The lady technician smiled and did not speak. They knew very well that men can be subdued, but they must be hard-spoken. Customers come and go one after another, but they have never seen a sincere person.

Openly boasting that King Kong is not bad, but behind the scenes Liuwei Dihuang.

Everything can be lost, except for this bit of dignity, and nothing can be lost, but this point of toughness must be emphasized.

"This is the kidney induction area." Seeing that he was puzzled, the technician lady secretly told him.

Song Ci suddenly realized.

Thinking carefully, I am terrified, so what is the situation with Sister Ge?
Acting as if he didn't know anything, Song Ci held a teacup and drank tea, but occasionally looked at Sister Ge who was grinning, feeling a little blind in knowledge.

After pressing, pick your ears again.

Listening to the long sound made by the impact of metal, Song Ci felt extremely relaxed, his attention was entirely on the sound, and the numbness in his ears was acceptable and a little comfortable.

After finishing the health regimen, the meal ordered by the boss has arrived.

After the technician with the small box left, everyone stretched their muscles and bones before sitting around the table, picking up the rice bowl and starting to cook the rice. You eat chopsticks and I chopsticks, and the food is extraordinarily delicious.

Eat and eat, and keep healthy, it's time to work.

The boss is very good at grasping their character standards. The boss spent a lot of money, and everyone is too embarrassed to be lazy. Song Ci even helped to code the code, so that the work can be completed earlier.

"Is your notebook a limited edition?" Fat Brother asked him.

Song Ci looked at his silver-white notebook and nodded. When he bought it, there really wasn't much in stock, so he got it from a friend.

I gave a cost price, and gave them more than 5 yuan. The market price seems to be about [-] yuan. Song Ci didn't check it, but the book is really easy to use anyway.

"It's really a big family! You guys use tens of thousands of notebooks." Fat Brother is envious, if there is such a good notebook for drawing comics, not for efficiency, even the price is very cool.

Song Ci shook his head: "It's just a tool."

The scope of ability, the more expensive ones must be better in quality, and the longer it takes, the cost is actually included in it, and a tool is a tool, so don’t just consider the price.

Fingers typing on the keyboard, Song Ci stared at the notebook screen without taking his eyes off it.

After quieting down, you can only smell the smell of smoke and the sound of typing on the keyboard, and you can't hear the others. The mixed sounds have a specific rhythm, which sounds good.

In this way, Song Ci started the first closed development work.

Although I know this is a common thing in this industry, it is the first time for Song Ci to experience it, and I still feel very fresh at the beginning.

Only gradually, I began to feel upset, and the elder brothers also started to burn one cigarette after another, especially when encountering problems, this feeling was more obvious.

A small game that is not too big can make the team so difficult. It is hard for Song Ci to imagine how big a team will be to overcome those big programs.

The time passed day by day like this, with massages every day, K songs, occasional chats and meetings, and occasional good meals.

The boss specially bought sea cucumbers and distributed seven or eight of them to each of us. Occasionally eat some to nourish our brains.

There are also brain flowers, seven walnuts, and so on. Anyway, the logistics is a good supply, but it is closed development, which is very torturous.

In the last two days, the boss found a picture of another company's closure and showed it to everyone. Song Ci felt that he saw the refugees in the refugee camp.

In comparison, their state is much better. Although they are irritable, they are still in good spirits.

Four days have passed.

In the evening, Tang Shi and Liu Piaopiao were eating in the small courtyard that Song Ci rented.

As usual, there is ice-cold beer next to it. In this early summer season, which is getting hotter and hotter, ice-cold beer is an artifact to relieve the heat.

"Your Xiao Song hasn't come back yet?" Liu Piaopiao ate cold noodles and asked, "I haven't seen him for several days."

Tang Shi's eyes drifted to Song Ci's rental house, which has been closed for several days, and the key is still in her pocket.

It was given to her before Song Ci left, she didn't want it, Song Ci said that if he took something or something, he had to ask her for help.

"Xiao Song is not from my family." Tang Shi replied: "He is not a programmer, the project is a closed development, and he will have to be closed for a few days before he can come back."

Liu Piaopiao smiled, Tang Shi would clean up her green plants in the yard when she came back from selling candied haws these days, and it always took a long time to take care of them.

Taking care of it belongs to taking care of it. I haven't seen her spend so much time before, but these days, she is extremely meticulous.

"Yes, it's not your family yet." Liu Piaopiao teased her.

Is it not certain in the future!Tang Shi silently read a sentence in his heart.

I don't want to discuss this topic with Liu Piaopiao. The word "Song Ci" made her feel a little unspeakable. Anyway, she was unhappy.

Some dead ghosts mean that what they say does not count.

The mobile phone in the pocket, although there are still messages sent every night, but those dead words, there are living people occupying the eyes.

Tang Shi drank another half bottle, feeling refreshed and refreshing, but it didn't let the weird emotions in his heart fade away.

I'm probably sick, and I always appear to be someone's shadow inexplicably, and I can't even press it.

"You're miserable, Shishi, you're in love!" Liu Piaopiao added oil and vinegar to the side, adding firewood and fire.

(End of this chapter)