Post-2000 boss: You can be late up to seven days a week!

Chapter 174 Depressed Bai Chen

Qiao Bo glanced at the news in the group and rolled his eyes immediately.

"What do you know? It was originally a company canteen and is not open to the public."

“It’s already good to have this left over!”

"Besides, it's just leftovers from lunch. When you order takeout, you don't know how many days ago there will be leftovers!"

With that said, Qiao Bo picked up Shaozai with great anticipation.

Get ready to enjoy today's fried rice.

There were four or five shrimps in a small bowl as big as a fist.

Qiao Bo scooped up a piece of shrimp and put it into his mouth.

The shrimps were extremely fresh and sweet, and the rice grains were distinct. Together with the aroma of oil, it was constantly stirring and mixing in his mouth.

Qiao Bo even made some unflattering noises.

"Hmm~"

"Sure enough, fried rice is still the incense overnight!"

The friends in the group immediately felt disgusted when they saw Qiao Bo's worthless appearance.

"Brother Qiao, that's not overnight, it's just the leftovers from the morning..."

"Brother Qiao! If you do this, others will think you are a beggar..."

"Speaking of which, Brother Qiao looks really delicious. Isn't this restaurant really quite good?"

"So if you put half a bowl of shrimps in a small bowl, put it aside first. Is it really not a loss?"

Qiao Bo ignored the water friends in the group, but was immersed in his own world of food.

A person quietly tastes delicious food.

It's so intoxicating, but...

This beautiful atmosphere lasted for less than three minutes and then came to an abrupt end.

The reason is very simple, because the food is gone.

Qiao Bo looked at his bowl in disbelief, his face full of shock.

"Σ(°△°|||)︴"

"Gone?"

"I just took one bite and it's gone?"

Qiao Bo subconsciously lifted the bottom of the bowl, as if searching for his missing fried rice.

Looking at Qiao Bo's funny appearance in front of him.

The water friends in the group gradually began to believe what Qiao Bo said.

"It seems really delicious!"

"That's right! Brother Qiao was so drunk that he ate more than a dozen spoonfuls of this stuff, but he said he only ate one spoonful!"

"Brother Qiao, stop looking for me. I watched you eat him up with my own eyes..."

After searching for a long time, Qiao Bo couldn't find any sign of his fried rice.

Looking at the empty small bowl, he lowered his head in despair, and finally had to accept this painful fact.

I have already eaten all the fried rice!

To be honest, Qiao Bo didn't think he had much appetite.

Even compared to most people, my appetite should be considered small.

But the fried rice was really too tempting. After eating such a small bowl, not only did he not feel full, he even became hungrier.

"Goo~"

He started to hear his stomach protesting.

no! Even if it’s just for my own belly, I have to eat more!

Thinking of this, Qiao Bo immediately cheered up.

After looking around for a while, he suddenly found his target. It was a man who looked like he hadn't slept for a long time and had heavy dark circles under his eyes.

At this moment, he was sitting alone in the corner of the restaurant.

Of course, this was not the main reason why Qiaobo chose him.

Instead, there were four dishes in front of him.

This greedy Qiao Bo's eyes are almost turning green. Qiao Bo immediately picked up his small bowl, stood up, and quietly walked behind the man.

After observing for a long time, Qiao Bo stepped forward.

He sat across from that person.

However, to Qiao Bo's surprise, the man looked at him very doubtfully.

He lowered his head and continued eating.

He had no intention of paying any attention to him.

Qiao Bo coughed awkwardly and spoke to the person in front of him.

"Cough cough!"

"Well, buddy, if you order so much, can you finish it by yourself?"

Hearing what he said, the man frowned and looked at Qiao Bo with some confusion.

“If you can’t finish it, you can take it away!”

"Forehead……"

Qiao Bo was a little stunned by the other party's words.

He scratched his head in embarrassment, and the atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became awkward.

Seeing Qiao Bo's deflated appearance, the water friends in the group burst into laughter.

"Stop chatting, Brother Qiao, you have no talent for chatting!"

"The other person is probably on the same level with you, right? Why do you feel like you have nothing to say when you two talk?"

"Brother Qiao, I understand that he really can't speak. The way he looks like that, he probably doesn't want to talk, right?"

"Brother Qiao, start with the dark circles under his eyes! Open up the topic!"

Qiao Bo glanced at the news in the group and immediately came up with an idea.

"Brother, why are the dark circles under your eyes so serious?"

"You usually work a lot of overtime, right? I'll give you a bag of my tea, it will be very helpful for dark circles!"

As he spoke, Qiao Bo took out a tea bag from his pocket and put it on the table.

In recent days, Bai Chen, who had swapped jobs with the project team, was a little troubled. He was originally the leader of the art team, but he finally adapted to the work of the original text team.

As a result, I returned to my original job - writing code!

When he was at Tengxiang, although he was doing well as a programmer, he still had no answers to many work-related questions.

The colleagues around him could only care about their own affairs, so he could only have a partial understanding of many issues.

In common terms used by programmers, it’s just code, as long as it can run, fix it if there are bugs.

This time, the colleagues who went to the training had a lot of experience. They took notes in advance and prepared videos in advance.

Come back with a bunch of courses and advanced program books.

He sorted out the previously unclear areas.

However, due to the switching of functions among various departments, the entire studio was almost paralyzed.

In the morning, there was an art class. Bai Chen's art group was in charge, explaining and teaching to the other two groups.

At noon, there is a text class, planned by the text team, which explains how to write a good story and dismantles the routines from this text.

Finally, there are the courses of the programming team, which teach everyone again in a systematic way.

This resulted in the entire team having little time to work.

Although the progress is above it, it is quite late, but everyone is afraid that the leakage will be caused by themselves.

Study hard, compress the study time as much as possible, and then bring the entire project to the final stage.

So that they have more time to streamline modeling, optimization, and testing bugs and other issues.

Last time Mr. Cao tried it out, there were a lot of bugs.

This made everyone feel very guilty, and everyone in the studio was afraid that the same problem would occur this time.

It left twice as much time as planned, and the time was dedicated to testing bugs.

As the team leader, Bai Chen is even more dedicated in this regard.

He sleeps almost five hours a day and absorbs all kinds of knowledge like crazy.

(End of this chapter)