[Reunion after a long absence | Reunion after a long break | Sourness | Internet workplace]
[Programmer turned president x product manager]
[The next book will be written about "Beautiful Careerist" or "Under the Tomb". Please collect it｜wb@ Come and play with me~]
Yu Jun, the youngest vice president of a trillion-dollar technology empire, has a net worth of over 100 million and is decisive in killing.
He is a proud man of heaven, but a delusion in the world.
Cheng Jiazhou is a transparent person who has just entered the workplace. He is the one who helps occupy seats when attending meetings. He is the one who smiles and says "ok" when asked to run errands.
Humble, quiet, and easy to bully.
It seems that they are so different that there will be no intersection between them.
Until that day's all-hands meeting, he was on stage and she was off stage.
"That's Mr. Yu." The boss lowered his voice, almost flatteringly, "Be careful when you talk to him. People like him don't joke around."
Cheng Jiazhou lowered his eyes.
Yeah.
When he kissed her until he suffocated and when she grabbed his back and begged for mercy, wasn't it funny that he said "I will love you only for the rest of my life"?
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Yu Jun in college was a walking legend on campus.
It's cold, distant, and the scenery is stunning. Even "loving milk tea" can become a topic.
As it happens, Cheng Jiazhou works part-time at a milk tea shop.
At first, Cheng Jiazhou never thought that they would know each other, but later they became inseparable.
He likes to pull down the blinds, like to hold her from behind, like to hold her earlobe in his mouth, and like to see her blush.
But that was six years ago.
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Cheng Jiazhou thought he had forgotten it long ago.
Until he grabbed her wrist and nailed her to the wall.
"Cheng Jiazhou."
The voice was as hoarse as if it had been cut out from the throat: "It's been six years and I'm going crazy about you."
She was stunned, and her eyes suddenly became hot.
Turns out he cared.
He lowered his head, brushed his lips against the corners of her eyes, and then landed on the corners of her lips, one after another, like begging.
"You still refuse to say it now," his eyes were red, "Why didn't you want me in the first place?"
Motto: You can be who you want to be
