I Don’t Want To Be Popular

"Really? Let me take a look." Chen Chuan sat up.

Zhang Mengyue was cutting vegetables. She took out her mobile phone with one hand and opened WeChat.

Find Song Qingqing’s circle of friends.

After flipping through it, in addition to some beautiful selfies, in terms of appearance, she also has an impeccable and pure face, which makes people want to conquer. In addition to the photo of her and Zhang Mengyue in this circle of friends, there is also a photo next to the swimming pool.

Take a closer look...is it really your own swimming pool?

"What's going on, Chen Chuan? Do you know Song Qingqing? Has she been to your house?" Zhang Mengyue asked, holding a kitchen knife.

Chen Chuan blinked, looked at the gleaming kitchen knife, and said, "I don't know, I don't know her."

"Is this your home?" Zhang Mengyue asked.

"Yes, yes, but can you put down the kitchen knife first and talk." Chen Chuan said.

"I want to chop vegetables. What kind of party have you held?" Zhang Mengyue asked.

Zhang Mengyue is still smart.

Smart people can always resolve misunderstandings easily.

Chen Chuan said: "Yes, the day I just bought the house, Hu Kaili, Li Muba, Lu Ao and other club members brought people to my place to celebrate the housewarming. Hu Kaili also called some car models, and those car models were all wearing masks. Could it be that this Qingqing One of those car models wearing masks?”

Zhang Mengyue suddenly understood and nodded: "It's possible that she is a mask person and loves to wear masks, no matter what she does."

"No matter what you do..."

"Well." Zhang Mengyue said, "If you noticed that day that there was someone with a good figure and a very elegant temperament, it might be her. She is a fitness fanatic, and her waistcoat line is very beautiful, especially when she wears navel-baring clothes. , you didn’t see, that small waist, that..."

"Why do you get so excited when you talk about her... Calm down sister." Chen Chuan said.

"Well, in short, she is perfect." Zhang Mengyue smiled.

"Hey, if you praise her like this again, I feel like I'm going to be jealous. Am I not perfect?" Chen Chuan lifted his clothes, "Look at our washboard-like abs."

"Halo, you are a super handsome guy and you are jealous of a little girl? You must be the most perfect. You are the most perfect among men. You are the most perfect boy in the world and the brightest star in my heart forever. Even if I die for a hundred years, I still want to turn into a little star beside you and accompany you forever." Zhang Mengyue took the opportunity to confess her love.

"You're still a small talker. What else can you do besides being eloquent?" Chen Chuan asked with a smile.

"You can also speak eloquently, you can taste delicious food, you can speak eloquently, you can speak lotus flowers, you can also be eloquent, tight-lipped, and praise each other..." Zhang Mengyue said idioms.

"You know a lot of idioms. I want to try them out when I have time." Chen Chuan returned to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

Thinking back on it, I can't think of anyone at the party that day who was Song Qingqing.

Chen Chuan turned on the TV and found a movie to watch.

It was a pleasant evening.

Zhang Mengyue has never cooked before, but she is smart after all. In addition to doing her homework in advance, it took her an hour to make a decent stir-fry: teriyaki bluefin tuna belly, stir-fried wagyu with parsley, and roasted river. Eel, boiled okra, milky red grape honey soup.

It’s a very homely meal of four dishes and one soup. Although the tuna belly is suitable for eating raw, the teriyaki taste is also quite plump. Whoever eats this tender and plump taste knows it.

Chen Chuan opened a bottle of Maotai. The wine that the gang brought at the last party was enough for him to drink for a while.

"The 53-degree Feitian from 1980...you also have this wine. It's more than 40,000 yuan a bottle." Zhang Mengyue looked at the bottle, "Should I drink this too? I can't drink it. I don't know how to drink liquor."

"You can try it. This one isn't spicy." Chen Chuan poured two cups.

"If you drink this, you will be drunk tonight." Zhang Mengyue chuckled.

This set of wine vessels includes a wine jug, a wine plate, and six wine cups.

It is made of natural Hetian jade and costs 970,000 yuan.

The luminous cup made of mutton-fat white jade looks crystal clear and moist, shining with a vague luster under the light.

Pour Feitian Moutai into the sterilized wine bottle.

Pour it into a wine cup again. The hops overflow and the aroma is fragrant.

The reason why I choose liquor instead of foreign wine is to share the poetic and wine mood of ancient China.

Light and warm light.

On the dining table, there were four plates of side dishes and white jade wine cups, and the two of them sat opposite each other.

After taking two bites of the food, the two of them clinked a glass and drank it down in one gulp.

Zhang Mengyue stuck out her tongue after drinking: "Assi...spicy! Whoever said that Moutai is not spicy, please stand up!"

"Liquor is definitely spicy, but it's relatively not spicy, not completely spicy..." Chen Chuan said.

"Oh my god... this taste is even harder to swallow than that." Zhang Mengyue smacked her red lips, speechless, as if she had just swallowed something unpalatable.

"What is that?"

"Jelly." Zhang Mengyue said slightly angrily.

"Oh. Well, you'll get used to it after a few more drinks. Maybe you'll fall in love with the taste. The food tastes good, and the smart girl does things well. I can't believe this is your first time cooking." Chen Chuan said.

Zhang Mengyue said with a smile: "This is my first time! Strictly speaking, it is really my first time!"

"It's good, I believe it, but it's really delicious." Chen Chuan tasted it.

"With such a high score, I'm afraid I'll get into trouble today and make a joke when I'm drunk. Don't laugh at me." Zhang Mengyue added another dish to Chen Chuan, "Try this."

"Thank you, you should try this too." Chen Chuan stood up.

"Uh, can you try it after you finish your meal?"

"Okay." Chen Chuan sat down.

The two began to eat.

Eating side dishes and drinking Maotai, the two of them chatted quietly, blowing the gentle breeze of the May night, chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.

The white jade wine glass, paired with white wine, is really poetic.

But after two cups of Maotai, Zhang Mengyue's cheeks were slightly red. She said seriously: "A few days ago, Miss Lu from Lu's Real Estate scolded me, and I cried. Not because she hit my sore spot, but because, I see You don’t seem to care about my past at all. I don’t know why, the more you don’t care, the sadder I feel, so I cry.”

"It's not that you don't care, but an attitude of tolerance." Chen Chuan said.

"Actually, I...I don't know whether I should tell you or not." Zhang Mengyue hesitated, "It stands to reason that tonight is a good opportunity to speak the truth after drinking. I'm hesitant to say something."

"You can say whatever you want, but remember, I will always believe you. Because your eyes are clear, like lake water without impurities, so I think you are worthy of trust. I don't care what Lu Qingshuang says. She may also misunderstand you. Yes. In two days, I will ask her to apologize to you." Chen Chuan patted her hand.

The little hands are as cold as jade.

There was affection in Zhang Mengyue's eyes, and she chuckled and said, "Then I won't say too much, just say one sentence, and you can understand it as you like."

"Okay, I'm all ears."

"Chen Chuan, you are technically my number one..." Zhang Mengyue blushed, lowered her head and said, "Forget it, let's not talk about it, it's a bit embarrassing."

"You are suspected of fishing. Believe it or not, I will make you vomit out everything in your stomach." Chen Chuan said with a smile.

"Hey, did I drink too much? Is it words or goods..." Zhang Mengyue stood up with a smile, walked to Chen Chuan, sat on his lap, hugged him and said softly, "Then let me see if you have the ability to let me Do I spit it all out?"

"Uh... I haven't finished the meal yet," Chen Chuan said, "I want to eat this dish for a while, especially this milky red grape and honey soup."

Zhang Mengyue smiled angrily: "It's not about eating. You come with me."

"I won't go anywhere. I won't have enough food and I won't have any energy."

"Okay, then I'll eat for a while." Zhang Mengyue said and squatted down, because her phone accidentally fell on the ground and she had to bend down to pick it up.

Chen Chuan ate the food.

Suddenly, the chopsticks shook, and I felt that this meal was going to be a little more difficult.

at night.

On the sofa in the living room, Chen Chuan hugged his girl and watched a touching love movie together.

As for how deep it is, in the girl's words, it is as deep as seven or eight hundred meters.

Girls are easily moved, crying with tears on their clothes and on the sofa.

Four o'clock in the morning.

Zhang Mengyue looked at the starry sky outside and thought of a sentence: When you are drunk, you don’t know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars.

…

The next day is Saturday.

【Longyou】Technology is working as usual. All the employees had no rest, and happily came to the company to work overtime. They were willing to be exploited by their bosses. After being exploited for 12 hours a day, they earned 6,000 yuan. With three times the salary, 6,000 yuan a day, it is simply too difficult for them.

Feng Qingzhong stood at the door of the company and pushed people out: "Hey, hey, hey, you administrative girls should stop working overtime! I can't bear to exploit you, so you should go home quickly. Those who should go shopping, go shopping, and those who should sleep in, do what you should do. If you have hair, go get your hair done, while the engineers are working overtime, you have nothing to do."

"You can't say that, Manager Feng! We are the lubricant inside and outside the company. Without us, things wouldn't be going fast." An administrative girl said, pushing past Feng Qingzhong and entering the office.

Several other people also squeezed in.

Including Song Qingqing, Zhuo Tong, and Li Kexin who were newly hired yesterday.

"Meng Yue didn't come? She must be sleeping in at home! I can see that she is not short of money. This is a benefit of three times the salary, and she doesn't even come to work overtime. However, I slept very comfortably last night!" Zhuo Tong looked at it Zhang Mengyue's empty workstation.

Song Qingqing chuckled: "You know that she doesn't work overtime? She may be more diligent than you and work overtime in a place where you can't see. I guess it's not easy for her. It's very hard and painful. I was also in poor health last night. It’s very comfortable, I don’t know why.”

"Do you suffer more? Do you suffer more than getting up early and working overtime on Saturday?" Zhuo Tong asked.

Song Qingqing nodded: "Well, it's just like when you go to a high-end buffet. There are so many delicious foods. You are obviously full and full, but you can't help but want to eat. You can't control your appetite at all. In the end, you are full." If it’s overturned, do you think you’ll be punished?”

"I sympathize with the old nose," Zhuo Tong said.

"Sympathy +1... I felt quite comfortable at home last night and even had a sweet dream." Li Ke thought.

Song Qingqing asked with a smile: "Zhuo Tong, you are from Xiangjiang, why do you sound like Northeastern slag when you talk? Are you trying to bully me?"

"Because my roommate for four years in college is also from the Northeast, so it's hard to guard against him," Zhuo Tong said.

Li Kexin asked: "Qingqing, you and Mengyue know each other best. Does she eat a lot?"

"She doesn't seem to have a big appetite on the surface, but she eats hard. You know how hard she goes? She's unfathomable and can hold a lot." Song Qingqing said.

"Then let's hold a buffet competition another day. The four of us will compete to see who eats more? Ask Mr. Chen to be the referee." Li Kexin showed a pure smile.

"Okay, I'm curious about your fighting ability." Song Qingqing said.

"What kind of weird competition is this? I have no interest in participating." said Zhuo Tong, who had long, straight black hair.

Inside the office.

As the director of R\u0026D, Hong Chenglu clapped his hands and encouraged everyone: "Colleagues, there is still a long way to go before the 50% development progress of the game engine required by Mr. Chen, but time is getting tighter and tighter. I hope you will come up with 200% of the research progress." Put enthusiasm and passion into the work, and then let’s get started!”

"come on!"

"come on!"

In the 1,700-square-meter large office, more than 180 programmers shouted together.

The three new secretaries, Song, Desi and Li, exclaimed that this is really a young and passionate company. There is also a young and energetic boss.

Compared with the busyness of the R\u0026D department, these three people felt a little ashamed. After all, they were suspected of being paid overtime here and could not play any role.

Really talk about the effect.

At most, it serves as a "vase", allowing those otaku programmers to have stronger work motivation and passion when they see three long-legged ladies with an average height of 170cm. "Work hard, make money, make more money, and hire girls like this to be your secretaries in the future!" This is the inner portrayal of a considerable number of hard-working programmers, who turn their desires into motivation and work harder to type code. , frowning and thinking hard, glowing and burning, burning himself.