I Loaded the Healing System

"Oh~" Zhao Qingyu nodded "suddenly realized": "How about mutual assistance and mutual benefit?"

"As far as she usually helps me buy breakfast, do homework and so on, these are the parts that I am relatively lacking, and in terms of departmental communication, it is the part that she is relatively lacking in."

"Let's help each other. I help her in the department, and she helps me in normal times."

Shen An said confidently.

Zhao Qingyu didn't believe it, but he seemed a little anxious to find an excuse.

She frowned slightly, and said admonishingly, "You even have to buy breakfast for you? Can't you get out of bed by yourself?"

Hearing this, Shen An showed a frustrated expression: "Maybe my only fatal weakness is laziness. Waking up early and going to class every day is simply the biggest torture for me."

He rubbed his hands: "Not being late is already my greatest respect for the teacher and the classroom."

Zhao Qingyu raised his eyebrows and pursed his red lips, as if he wanted to say something, but when he said it, it was mixed with resentment: "That's really a bit envious."

"Damn, there's no need to be envious, senior sister. You don't even have to buy breakfast yourself. Maybe someone will bring you breakfast as soon as you wake up!"

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"Uh...cough cough, I have no other intentions, senior sister."

"What do you think I'm envious of? I'm envious of your relationship!"

"Oh? Well, there's no need to be envious, I have a better relationship with you, Senior Sister!"

The question hidden under the topic is nothing more than just wanting to find such an answer.

Shen An didn't say it deliberately or solemnly, so he thought it would be able to defuse her offensive for the time being, right?

But women are always greedy.

Zhao Qingyu covered his mouth and let out a chuckle. The smile was really bright, and it was an affirmation of his reply.

When the smile faded away, she narrowed her eyes and asked again: "I remember that Yuqiong seems to be in the same class as her, right?"

"Ah, senior sister, your memory is really good."

Shen An gave a thumbs up.

Zhao Qingyu sighed with emotion: "It's really strange. It should be easier for girls to get along with each other, but it's reversed when we come to you."

Shen An kept smiling and resolutely refused to answer.

"When we were outside just now, you and Yu Qiong seemed to have disappeared suddenly. I asked Song Rui, and she said you were going after Yu Qiong."

Zhao Qingyu returned to his original casual tone: "What? It sounds like there was some friction between you two."

"No friction, just a little awkwardness."

"What's so awkward? Let's hear it."

"Hiss, senior sister, you..."

Zhao Qingyu said lightly: "As the head of the group, I have the obligation to understand what happened between each member, so as to prevent any conflicts from expanding."

"What's more, you are the secretary of the office, and you usually have to deal with various departments. If you have a conflict with someone, it will be bad if it affects your future work, don't you think so?"

It's an unassailable reason.

Shen An shrugged and said: "This... I don't seem to be objective when I say it, why don't you ask Yuqiong?"

"It's okay, what she said may not be objective, I can ask you first, and then ask her." Zhao Qingyu smiled sinisterly.

"A combination of your statements is objective."

Good guy, if you get to the bottom of it, it belongs to yes.

Shen An complained silently in his heart: "To put it simply, it is the problem of unbalanced distribution."

"Didn't I bake for everyone just now? If I didn't bake for her, she would be a little unhappy~ I feel like I'm targeting her."

"But I swear, I really didn't target her. It's just that there are too many people who want to help roast, so I didn't think of it for a while."

"She didn't say anything herself, damn!"

Shen An sighed.

Zhao Qingyu raised his eyebrows: "That's it?"

"That's right, and then she yelled that she didn't want to eat, so she ran outside. Look at the big sun, and the way back was quite long. I was afraid that she would get lost, or that she might suffer from heat stroke, so I went out and chased her."

Shen An curled her lips and said, "Senior sister, what's wrong with the girls nowadays, why do they lose their temper so easily, they feel unbalanced at every turn, and they hide it, so just say no if there is anything, right? I have to ask people to guess, I am not a master of riddles, how can I guess it every time, sometimes I can’t guess, and I get angry again! It’s really hard to serve, don’t you think?”

Zhao Qingyu: . . . .

"Yes, I don't think so too."

Zhao Qingyu gritted his teeth, his eyes were murderous.

"Hehe, but I was lucky. I went up and chased her, and I happened to catch up with her. I just talked and apologized, and she calmed down."

"Then it will be fine, senior sister, don't worry, I won't easily get into conflict with others, and it won't affect my work."

Shen An patted his chest to assure.

"Well, Yuqiong does seem to have calmed down."

Zhao Qingyu took another step closer: "I just saw Yuqiong came over and whispered something to you. She doesn't want to watch the fireworks by herself, does she want to be with you?"

The topic went around in a circle, and then went back to the original starting point.

But it's not so much nonsense, it's better to say that this is Zhao Qingyu's foreshadowing.

If she had asked directly from the beginning, there would have been too much room for Shen An to play.

"This...she didn't say anything."

Shen An hesitated.

"Then what did she say?" Zhao Qingyu looked at Shen An with a smile.

"this.."

"Shen An~" Zhao Qingyu stretched out his hand suddenly, and his charming eyes revealed a touch of softness.

"Ok?"

"You are the secretary of the office and my secretary."

Zhao Qingyu helped him straighten his collar gently: "Is there anything you can't tell me? And I'm not gossiping about your private affairs. In your position, there is actually no distinction between public and private."

"A business matter can be a private matter, and a private matter can also be a business matter, do you understand?"

"I understand!" Shen An nodded.

"Well, it's good to understand." Zhao Qingyu let go of his little hand, smiling brightly: "Then what did she tell you?"

"She... she told me to go back and charge my phone."

Shen An was serious.

"Oh? Your phone is dead?"

"It's gone." Shen An took out the phone from his pocket, tapped the screen, but there was no response.

"Aren't you busy all this afternoon, and I didn't see you playing with your mobile phone."

"Maybe I forgot to charge it yesterday."

"Ah, that's a little careless."

"I... I will correct it later."

"Well, it's good if you know how to correct it." Zhao Qingyu nodded with satisfaction, and said: "But Yu Qiong is really careful, and I specially reminded you, lest you forget it at night."

"Ha ha.."

"Then do you have a charging cable?" Zhao Qingyu asked.

"Forehead..."

"No?" A cunning flashed across Zhao Qingyu's eyes.

"It seems that there is no..."

"Then how do you charge it? Your room is not equipped with a charging cable." Zhao Qingyu was also a little "distressed".

"I... I'll just borrow one from someone else."

"Hey, why bother." Zhao Qingyu stretched out his hand: "Can I help you charge it?"

Shen An: ? ? ? ?

Come here, see you Tuqiongdagger.

How could such a huge hotel not have a charging cable! !

What age is it now!

"What? Are you afraid that I will peek at your phone?" Zhao Qingyu showed a hint of disdain: "Don't worry, I have no interest in your broken phone."

"I'm just helping you recharge your battery."

Shen An hehe in his heart.

If you really don't have the slightest interest, just ask the hotel manager to give me a charging cable, wouldn't it be enough?

Not to mention far away, Shen An has already seen several charging cables at the front desk.

"What? Are you worried? Then just lock your phone."

Zhao Qingyu glanced sideways, with disdain and disgust in his eyes: "I don't know your password anyway, and I can't click in. Isn't that all right?"

Shen An smiled slightly: "How come, I'm not used to setting locks, I'm just worried about troublesome senior sister."

With that said, he handed out his cell phone.

He was well aware of Zhao Qingyu's plot, but to him, it might not be a bad thing.

Because if the phone is in his own hands, how will he deal with Song Rui and Wang Yuqiong's invitation?

It's better to throw this difficult question to Zhao Qingyu.

Even if Zhao Qingyu doesn't do anything, he can still blame Zhao Qingyu.

It can only be said that Zhao Qingyu's sudden intervention helped him invisibly.