Don’t be a licking dog when you are reborn.

Chapter 161 Go to the pier and order French fries (2-in-1)

Seeing the warm reply, Ji Feng's calm eyes were a little happy.

Finally, I’m going to take my girlfriend home to see her!

In fact, Ji Feng didn't know if Wen Nuan was ready, but he really couldn't wait.

Perhaps the emotion of liking was too overflowing, and the throbbing and excitement in his heart made him less calm and more reckless that did not fit his mentality.

After adjusting his mood, Ji Feng replied to Nuan Nuan:

【it is good. 】

Didi~!

WeChat rang again.

[Let’s put it this way, I’m going to watch the Spring Festival Gala with my mother later. Do you want to watch it? 】

Ji Feng was stunned. He really had no interest in the Spring Festival Gala.

It’s not that the Spring Festival Gala is boring, the 13 Spring Festival Gala was actually okay, but he had already watched it.

And with his mind set, it would be a bit overwhelming to watch a sketch about "laughing with tears".

It’s been a damn tiring year, why not do a little extra to make everyone happy?

Life is correct, but if you insist on correcting the "laughing with tears, educational significance", people will feel numb.

Ji Feng really wasn't interested, and he didn't want to lie to Wen Nuan:

[I don’t really want to watch it. I’ll probably spend some time with my family later, chatting, playing cards, etc. 】

【it is good! 】

After eating, Ji Feng opened the company's work group and began to interact with the company members.

Since WeChat and Alipay do not have red envelope functions at this time, Ji Feng can only play ROLL points in the company group.

The person with the highest points will send 888 Alipay transfer as a New Year's bonus red envelope. If the ideas are the same, the same people will ROLL again.

Real money was thrown in, and the atmosphere in the work group was very lively.

After a while, he made more than 2 yuan.

Watching the company members interact passionately, they sent out a series of words:

[Congratulations on getting rich and prosperous business]

【Happy New Year and all the best】

Ji Feng lay crookedly on the sofa with Ge You, like an emotionless red envelope machine.

It’s the Chinese New Year, and it’s time for the company’s employees to feel happy, and the money may seem like a lot, but in fact it’s just a drop in the bucket compared to the year-end bonuses that will be paid out next.

The company's year-end bonus was not paid out in advance, which is really hard to explain.

Ji Feng euphemistically calls it a surprise for everyone on New Year's Eve, but the actual situation is that the company has no money.

The cost of the gift box has not yet been repaid, and the recharge flow of the three games needs to be invested in company operations and new project maintenance, as well as the normal payment of wages.

Only after Alimama’s commission is settled will there be money to pay the year-end bonus.

Monsoon and Wen Nuan had planned the year-end bonus repeatedly before.

Painting cake is painting cake, and giving money is giving money. Now the company is short of people and does not want to let too much technology leakage, so the year-end bonus must be given, and it cannot be less.

In addition, the year-end bonus is also an entrepreneurial incentive for an emerging company and must be given.

At this time, Alipay's limit was not that outrageous, but Ji Feng and Wen Nuan were still afraid of risks to their accounts, so they discussed sending part of it each.

Ji Fengfa is a male member, and Nuan Wenfa is a female member.

It's a promise and a surprise.

New Year's Eve with thousands of lights.

The company members were having their own New Year's Eve dinner when their cell phones rang, and suddenly they received Alipay transfer messages from Ji Feng and Wen Nuan.

[Alipay arrived, 5 yuan. 】

Most of the staff are at this level, such as Taoke members and basic programmers.

Everyone had a smile on their face when receiving the money.

The company is very dynamic now. Even though I am weak, I have money. If I have money, I will have passion for doing things. As long as the money is enough, you don’t treat me like a human being.

[Alipay arrived, 8 yuan. 】

Ye Yuwei, who was squatting in the rental house and lifting iron, was startled. She took a look at her mobile phone and saw that it was indeed a warm transfer message.

The remark information is:

[Happy New Year Yuwei, year-end bonus]

She really didn't expect that her year-end bonus would be as much as 8.

In fact, it was warmth that wanted to give her more.

After all, last time in the hospital, Ye Yuwei was the first to rush to help when Ji Feng was away.

Ye Yuwei's basic salary is 8000, which she already thinks is very high, although this salary is much lower than that of programmers, and it is impossible to compare with the Taoke department.

But the position of assistant to the president is very close to the company's management and is very training.

Now Nuan Nuan has handed over some important tasks to her, such as auxiliary recruitment, model selection, etc.

The future can be said to be bright.

Warmth is good to her, monsoon...

Needless to say, Ji Feng was a little flattered by the money.

[Thank you, Mr. Wen. Happy New Year, Mr. Wen. May everything go as you wish. 】

After sending a WeChat message to Nuannuan, Ye Yuwei suddenly coughed and retched.

"Cough cough cough, vomit..."

It's not that she was pregnant or something so outrageous, but after quitting smoking, she had more phlegm and would retching from time to time.

The doctor said that this is the body's natural reaction. Fortunately, the phlegm has decreased a lot during this period.

I think it will be completely back to normal after a while.

Staring at the sudden increase in deposit figures, Ye Yuwei was in a daze.

Ji Feng said that he would let her practice fighting, but before formal training, she should strengthen her strength and balance exercises on weekdays.

So she bought herself dumbbells, a boxing bag, a boxing ball, and a balance ball.

Start running, practicing boxing, and lifting weights.

Ye Yuwei would feel a little dazed every time she saw what she was doing now.

Is this a life that can be had without drinking or ending?

Can she continue to live like this in the future?

Are you dreaming?

It seems that after Monsoon settled Wang Yang, life suddenly became unreal.

She was used to hard times, but good times made her feel strange.

Ye Yuwei put down the dumbbells in her hands and squatted on the ground in silence for a while.

Although there was no one in the room and it was dark, she still habitually hid in the shadows.

Shadows would give people like her some extra sense of security.

After a while, while scanning the training equipment on the ground, Ye Yuwei silently took out her phone and opened Ji Feng's profile picture.

She thought about the first time she took the initiative to add a boy on WeChat and was rejected, and then scolded.

Now that I think about it, Ji Feng's mouth is really poisonous.

She broke through the defense at that time...

But later the two gradually became familiar with each other because of smoking.

The relationship got better little by little, we got to know each other, and slowly became friends? Maybe a smoker.

Now that I have quit smoking, will there be fewer reasons for two people to contact each other in the future?

"Why are you thinking about this? He is his own boss..."

If you are celebrating Chinese New Year, would you like to send a WeChat message to say hello?

Wouldn't it seem too rash?

If Mr. Wen finds out, will he think more about it?

Are you worthy of someone like yourself?

"Oh, I'm still too greedy."

She had originally put down her phone, but after squatting there and struggling for a while, she picked it up again.

Some kind of desire in my heart still defeated my little reason.

[Old Ji, Happy New Year. 】

After the message was sent, Ye Yuwei turned off the screen.

"It's over, it's over, I'm a little over the top!"

Ye Yuwei felt that she was not calm. She must be hungry. She was so hungry that she was delirious. How could she send such a message to her boss...

What would he think when he saw it? Will you call yourself a fool?

"Let's have a bowl of noodles. It's Chinese New Year. Two sausages at a time."

Ye Yuwei stretched out her long legs and stood up to boil water and make noodles.

Forcibly forget about sending messages.

On the other side, Ji Feng, who was Ge You lying down, naturally received the news from Ye Yuwei.

He subconsciously wanted to reply with "Happy New Year" as usual.

But her teeth that were stained by cigarettes suddenly flashed in my mind, as well as her helpless and stubborn expression in a red deer suit.

"This guy probably spends the Chinese New Year alone..."

Ji Feng smiled, deleted the words he typed before, replaced them with longer content, and started typing again.

Inside Ye Yuwei's rental house.

Didi! ~

The phone's screen lit up again.

Ye Yuwei, who was standing next to the gas stove, stepped on her feet and glanced sideways. It was Ji Feng's reply.

Well, I'm a little confused, it should just be a normal reply.

Maybe he would scold himself or something.

Her thoughts were a little confused, but Ye Yuwei couldn't help it, so she picked up her phone and took a look.

【Everyone is saying Happy New Year, but I want to tell you that it’s okay to be unhappy and anxious.

I only hope that in the new year, you will live more and more freely and comfortably, always have choices to make, and always have room to retreat.

I hope you will no longer resist sudden bad emotions and become stronger and more independent every day than yesterday.

I hope you can identify with yourself from the bottom of your heart and reconcile with your past.

Facing the Ocean, Spring and Blossom. 】

After receiving the message, Ye Yuwei suddenly covered her mouth and did not hold back her emotions.

She bit her lip hard, and it took a long time to regain her composure. She couldn't help but curse:

"Fuck, this B knows this."

Ye Yuwei cherishes everyone who treats her well, because she knows very well that these people could have avoided doing that.

No one will be nice to you for no reason. All enthusiasm and generosity come from cherishing and caring.

Everyone who is not related by blood and treats you well is a gift from God.

It feels so good to be cherished and cared about.

Ye Yuwei knows how to be grateful and will not neglect the other person's contribution, nor will she neglect each other's friendship.

But she needs to keep a good distance from the monsoon.

So, after calming down her moved mood a little, she typed on her phone:

[Silly Cup, I’m convinced that someone who’s celebrating the Chinese New Year says such depressing words. 】

This time, she didn't hesitate for too long before clicking reply.

She is Ye Yuwei, and Ye Yuwei is such a person.

On the other side of the phone, Ji Feng was a little annoyed after being scolded:

"Fuck, this stupid guy, I'll tell you a few words of chicken soup to make you feel at ease and then scold me, I'm so damn convinced."

Ji Feng is still giving out year-end bonuses to people.

How could he be happy when he looked at his savings, which had just become full and then gradually started to wither?

Opening Lu Quan's Alipay, Ji Feng entered a number with slightly trembling fingers.

After struggling for a long time, I pressed the button to confirm the transfer.

……

At the same time, Lu Quan, who was having New Year's Eve dinner, glanced at his vibrating phone.

The numbers flashing across it made him, a person with a less expressive expression, twitch his lips.

After replying to Ji Feng [Thank you, boss, Happy New Year, boss], Lu Quan reintegrated into the slightly boring New Year's Eve dinner atmosphere in his hometown.

Several elders, uncles and aunts, were bragging about the work of their children.

Lu Quan listened to their words, his eyes still blank and empty.

For him, this kind of meal is even worse than sitting in front of the computer typing code.

That way you can at least make some more money.

The uncle patted his son and boasted to Lu Quan and the others:

"Xiaojie and his unit have distributed a lot of things this year."

Lu Jie, who is almost 30, nodded:

“I received an extra month’s salary, and also gave me a 1000 yuan supermarket shopping card, gas, and rice.

Four boxes of fingertip New Year gift boxes were also distributed. Take a look, that fingertip New Year gift box is pretty good..."

Lu Quan echoed: "Good, good, good!"

"Lu Liang and his unit are pretty good too. Lu Liang, please tell me."

Cousin Lu Liang was much shyer than Lu Jie. He scratched his head:

"How can our company compare with the big brother's? We just gave out a box of sugar oranges, milk, rice, and some dry goods."

Lu Quan: "Okay, okay, great!"

Then several other relatives also discussed and showed off.

Until the uncle, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Lu Quan and said in the tone of an elder:

"Xiao Quan, I heard that your company has closed down. If you can't do it, then stop hanging out in Shanghai and go back to your hometown to develop. Actually, your hometown is doing pretty well now."

Lu Quan, who was eating, was a little confused. He had always been quite shy.

I am a programmer by nature, and I am almost full of social fears.

Even in front of his own family, Lu Quan can't pretend, so he likes to work overtime and doesn't like to go back to his hometown.

There is really nothing we can do this year. His parents will fight to get him back, or he won't come back.

Otherwise, for Lu Quan, he might as well go to the company to work overtime.

Facing his uncle's suggestion, Lu Quan didn't know how to explain himself. After being bored for a long time, he choked out:

"I found another company to work for, a new one."

"New company? Is that okay? Don't look back. You have been working for another year and a half, and then the company will go bankrupt and you will have no place to live.

Tell me, you are a top student at Shanghai University, and now you are like this. It is really outrageous. "If you ask me, Xiao Quan should come back. I don't know how arrogant it is to be alone outside and not familiar with the place." "

"That's right, look at you, you look angry. Your company is probably not a high-end one."

A few relatives and elders almost reduced their fingertips to shit with every word they said to me.

But Lu Quan himself was at a loss.

be bullied?

It seems not. He feels that the company is really good now.

Everyone here is talented and well-spoken. He really enjoys his life in the company.

Especially the boss, although he is young, he understands technology and does not interfere.

His boss never cares about his work, and if the version is not good, he will introduce a new one.

Money is also given by Gaga.

His boss usually speaks softly to him. Where can he find a job like this?

"My current company is actually quite good." Lu Quan argued weakly.

But soon, I was drowned in the new language bombardment from my relatives.

"What a great thing, look at some of them, the company has given out benefits during the Chinese New Year.

Look at you again, you go home empty-handed, you have nothing, you don’t even see your salary, how can you do better? "

When the uncle said this, Lu Quan's parents also looked at him eagerly, hoping that Lu Quan would admit it, stop staying in the magic city, and go home quickly.

But Lu Quan glanced at his family and suddenly smiled.

"Hehe, hehehe..."

He is a person who really doesn't like family socializing, and he is told by these relatives every time.

All clay figures have a certain amount of anger.

What's more, Lu Quan's temper wasn't very good, especially when working, Ji Feng didn't dare to speak too loudly.

He is now the technical chief at the fingertips of the future, and everyone in the company is polite to him.

He opened his mouth and kept saying "Director Lu", damn it, go home and be treated like this.

Lu Quan took out his mobile phone, opened the Alipay transfer interface, and threw the phone on the table:

“Our company is really not doing well. During the Chinese New Year, we did not distribute rice, hair oil, shopping cards, or fingertip New Year gift boxes.

It's just a few hundred thousand yuan.

Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that our company is called Fingertip Future, which is the fingertip of the Fingertip gift box you bought.

Thank you for creating performance for our company.

Take a good look at it, and then return the phone to me after you have seen it clearly. "

The scene fell silent for a moment.

All of Lu Quan's relatives looked at each other in shock, not expecting that things would take such a turn.

Someone immediately picked up Lu Quan's cell phone and took a look:

[Brother Quan, 60 year-end bonuses, take it, Happy New Year - Monsoon]

"Fuck, it's true!"

Yes, our company didn’t issue anything, just hundreds of thousands of yuan...

Under the bombardment of huge amounts of money, all doubts became farts.

No one could have imagined that things would develop like this.

……

At this time, Ji Feng's grandma's house.

Ji Feng breathed a sigh of relief after the year-end bonus was distributed. Lu Quan was the person with the highest year-end bonus this year.

60 yuan.

The reason for giving so much is also very simple. He is worth this price, or even far more than this price.

It is still the New Year, and when the New Year begins, with the development speed and performance scale of our fingertips, big companies will soon investigate.

Lu Quan may not be irreplaceable, but if he is poached, it will greatly delay the company's development.

Some projects will stall, and regular updates to automated traffic software will slow down.

By then, the company's losses will be incalculable.

Ji Feng knows very well that the company cannot afford to poach people before it has sufficient talent and capital reserves.

Throwing money is a reward for his work, and it is also an expression of his emphasis on talents.

Of course, it is true that one cares about money. How can a boss not care about money?

"too difficult……"

Ji Feng was sighing with emotion, and his brothers, brothers, sisters, and so on began to greet him.

"Ji Feng, the Spring Festival Gala is quite boring, come and enjoy the golden flowers!"

"Huh? Okay."

Sister Ji Lulu smiled and poked him:

"You all received so much New Year's money, you can't default on it if you lose!"

Ji Feng was slightly startled. He had all the lucky money he had, but Lao Ji took it away.

Youyuan glanced at Ji Guangxun, who was pretending to watch TV. Ji Feng could only nod dryly.

"Okay, let's play for a while."

Ji Feng has been a source of resentment for a day today. He was robbed of his New Year's money by his own father, was given tens of thousands of red envelopes, and his savings were drained by the year-end bonus.

However, he is now ready to continue being a grudge.

On New Year's Eve, there is nothing wrong with playing cards at night and losing some money to relatives and friends to make them happy during the New Year.

At home, even if it is a golden flower, how big can it be, no matter how big it is?

He just gave out a year-end bonus of a few hundred W.

Haha, do you still care about these 300-500 yuan now?

A few hours later.

Ji Feng sat in his seat sweating profusely.

No, why is it that every card he holds is better than his?

The pair is captured by the pair A, the pair A is captured by the straight, the straight is captured by the golden flower, and the golden flower is captured by the leopard. It's really bad.

Over the course of the night, it seemed like he hadn't won a few games.

With a bottom of 5 yuan and a capped price, he actually lost more than 3000!

So much so that Ji Feng really doubted his own IQ in the end.

"It's okay, it's okay. I didn't lose tonight unjustly. My year has been so smooth. This is all to balance my luck.

Only in the coming year can Wen Nuan and I be in harmony, and the company be able to run smoothly. It makes sense to be unlucky..."

In this self-consolation, the monsoon lasted until past 11 o'clock.

Sister Ji Lulu slapped the side of his head with her hand:

"Monsoon, are you hot?"

"Um, sister, come and play, I'll go out and get some fresh air."

"That's fine."

Ji Feng got up and was about to go to the balcony to enjoy the breeze. He didn't go far when he heard someone talking behind him:

"Ji Feng lost miserably..."

"Who knew he would carry it like this? One family loses to four. This is the first time I have seen him."

"The New Year's money is all gone."

"Okay, okay, don't say anything anymore, just let him calm down so he doesn't blush."

The family tradition of Lao Ji's family is pretty good. Although there are times when children are flattered, overall the family is harmonious.

Monsoon is leaning on the balcony, waiting for the arrival of the Chinese New Year.

In a warm home, mother and daughter rarely sit together and watch TV in harmony.

Wang Yaqin would occasionally be amused by programs on TV, but her warm expression was always calm.

These shows are not something she should be happy about.

She just followed the traditional festival and stayed with her mother at this moment like in previous years.

Nuan Nuan brushed her phone, and she had been searching since she ended the call with Ji Feng.

[What should I prepare when I go to my boyfriend’s house for the first time? 】

[What does your boyfriend’s dad like? 】

[What does your boyfriend’s mother like? 】

[What do grandparents like? 】

The answers online were mixed, and Nuan Nuan felt a little numb after reading the last part.

She didn't know what preparations she should make, and she was afraid that her performance would not be good enough.

Wen Nuan knew that Ji Feng loved her very much, and it didn't matter even if everyone disliked her, but that was not the result she wanted.

She also hopes for recognition from Ji Feng’s family.

Especially his mother's place has embarrassed Ji Feng several times, which makes Nuan Wen even more stressed.

The time came to 12 o'clock unconsciously.

Nuan Nuan closed the search and opened WeChat.

The new year is finally here.

[Brother, Happy New Year. 】

[Brother is not enough, please change to something else. 】

warmth:? ? ?

She suddenly thought of some jokes on the Internet, and her cheeks turned red for no reason...

【What to change? 】Ji Feng shouldn’t be that kind of person, right?

【What are we? 】

【They are lovers. 】

[Wrong answer, I’ll give you another chance. 】

mistake? Wen Nuan frowned slightly, if they weren't a couple, what were they?

After thinking for a while, she had the answer in her mind:

【They are the future couple. 】

[Then what should you call me? 】

【Happy New Year, hubby()】

The 12 o'clock bell rang at this moment.

Ji Feng's lips finally raised.

His eyes gradually moved from the mobile phone to his family and relatives. Suddenly there was something extra in his eyes.

He was too confused in his previous life.

A person reaches the end, makes a lot of money, meets a lot of people, does a lot of things, and reads a lot of books.

In the popular version of the Tao Te Ching, he saw:

[The way of heaven is to benefit without harming; the way of the saint is to act without fighting. 】

He also thought that he was an expert and aloof from things.

Until he met the prostitute who broke his guard, and saw the silk version of the Tao Te Ching:

【The way of heaven has no relatives, but always associates with good people. 】

It gave him an inexplicable feeling of desolation.

According to the correspondence between the beginning and the end of the article...

[The Tao can be the Tao, but it is not the eternal Tao. The Tao of Heaven has no relatives, but is always associated with good people. 】

At that time, Ji Feng thought every day, what would a person do if he lived for decades, sent away his loved ones, and never got married?

The answer is that he doesn't know, and he hasn't found the answer.

Life is like a game.

And he is like the person who has completed all the main tasks of this game.

He is free to explore the world and exit the game at any time.

It's like a saying that those virtuous people like to say.

The world is over.

He has really come to this moment, to this step.

Successful and famous, he has no relatives.

So, he did something.

Go to the dock and order some fries.

Moreover, it seems that he can only go to the dock to order French fries.

Then Monsoon quit the game.

The way of heaven has no relatives, but always associates with good people.

He has completed the main plot of the game, but this ending does not seem to be the result he wanted.

God seemed to hear his voice and gave him another chance.

It is an opportunity to redeem warmth, and it is also an opportunity for him to redeem himself.

Although Ji Feng is very indifferent most of the time, he looks like a friend who is an expert in the world.

But as a human being in three lifetimes, he has never even been married and has no lover.

Speaking of which, time-travelers and reborn people have all been humiliated by him, which is really hard to bear.

How could he not have such a thing as possessiveness?

If he has no possessive desire for a person or an item.

There is only one reason.

That means he doesn't care, he doesn't like it.

Only the warmth is different.

Ji Feng wants his parents to see Nuan Nuan, wants to give Nuan Nuan a sense of security, and even wants everyone to know that Nuan Nuan belongs to him.

He felt the urgency and throbbing that he had not felt for a long time.

He wants to give himself a result.

Not the same as "go to the dock and order French fries".

His eyes fell back to his mobile phone and he replied seriously:

【Happy New Year, wife()】

(End of this chapter)