If the reminder fails, you will be teased

"How is your first day at work?"

As a precious son who has been held in the palm of his hand and on the tip of his heart since he was a child, Luo Wangshu received great attention from Luo's father and Luo mother as soon as he returned home.

"It's okay." Luo Wangshu forced a smile.

He has been staying in Ruiyi Company this afternoon, and it can be said that he has been brainwashed by most of the editorial department.

They literally described Qiao Wei as the root cause of the dragging world, the demon king of the world, wishing to skin him, cramp his muscles, chop up his bones, and put him in a frying pan. After a while, the liver trembled.

He chatted briefly with his parents, drank some porridge, got into the bathroom and took a shower, then shook his wet hair, turned on the computer, took out his mobile phone, and clicked on the message Guo Yi sent him today. The text message contained Qiao Wei's various contact information.

He first saved Qiao Wei's mobile phone number, and sent a text message in a regular manner: "Hello, Mr. Qiao, I am Luo Wangshu. This is my mobile phone number, please save it."

After this text message was sent, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no reply after 10 minutes.

Luo Wangshu comforted himself, thinking that the other party might be doing a series of daily activities such as eating and bathing.

Then he logged on to QQ again, added Qiao Wei's work account as a friend, typed his name in the additional information, and finally clicked OK.

After less than half a minute, a prompt to pass the application popped up.

He revised the remarks respectfully, then poked open the dialog box, and said word by word seriously: "Hello, Mr. Qiao, I am Luo Wangshu, don't forget the manuscript to be handed in tomorrow." Finally, he checked it again Typos and punctuation.

The other party's profile picture was a fox with a noble and glamorous expression like a cat's. It was still on at first, but the second he sent this message...it just went gray without warning.

Luo Wangshu's heart beat violently.

He looked at the gray fox, then looked down at the unanswered text message page on his phone, and suddenly had a very bad premonition.

In the afternoon at the magazine office, the QQ group that was dragged into by several editor sisters danced happily in the lower right corner for a long time. Discussing how often he would be driven crazy by Qiao Wei.

Luo Wangshu sighed, and sent a message in the group with a heavy heart: [What if I send a message to Qiao Wei and don't reply? 】

Everyone put aside the topic just now and replied to him one after another.

[If you want to open up, at least you just send a message and don't reply, it hasn't caused you too much mental harm. 】

【That is, maybe tomorrow, not only will he not reply to your message, but he will not even open the door for you. 】

Then other people in the group started to follow suit in the formation of "Do not open the door for you".

Looking at the words that directly filled the chat page, Luo Wangshu felt even more sad.

He found Qiao Wei from the group, and regardless of whether the other party's profile picture was still grayed out, he sent another sentence: [Mr. Qiao, I trust you very much. I promised to give me the manuscript tomorrow. Don't lie to me! 】

Followed by a pitiful expression.

Unexpectedly, the fox lit up all of a sudden, and quickly replied: 【I never lie. 】

The corner of Luo Wangshu's mouth twitched, thinking that this person would have cheated him of the magazine's key today, but it was a good thing that the other party was willing to take care of him.

He typed: [Then Mr. Qiao, when can you send me the manuscript tomorrow? 】

Qiao Wei: [Why did I start calling Mr. Qiao again. 】

Isn't this frightened by what you did to the world in the past...

Luo Wangshu had no choice but to ask again: [...Qiao Wei, when can you send me the manuscript tomorrow? 】

The fox was in a small box, looking at him two by two through the computer screen for a while, "BIU" clicked, and it went gray again...

With the previous foreshadowing, Qiao Wei's sudden ignorance this time made Luo Wangshu not feel too uncomfortable.He squinted his eyes halfway, pursed the corners of his mouth, and with a troubled expression on his face, he forked out the dialogue box.

Before going to bed, he turned his face to the north, bowed his palms together twice, and prayed in his heart that he could get the manuscript smoothly tomorrow.

Although Guo Yi told him that he could not come to the company at ordinary times, Luo Wangshu still showed up at his seat on time at 08:30 the next morning.

The editor sitting next door looked at him in surprise: "Why did you come to the company? Didn't you ask you to get Qiao Wei's manuscript?"

Luo Wangshu blinked, puzzled and said: "...the manuscript will be sent to the mailbox?"

"Are you waiting for him to take the initiative to send you the manuscript?" The editor's eyes widened, looking at the big boy in front of him with amused and distressed feelings. "Everyone told you so many crazy cases yesterday, but you haven't deeply realized what kind of person Qiao Wei is."

"I know...but now, after all, I have just started getting along with him, I think I have to trust him first." Luo Wangshu looked at the other party upright. "And yesterday I reminded him twice to remember to submit the manuscript today, it should be fine."

Although the avatar is grayed out as soon as the message is sent...

The editor shook his head and said "tsk tsk" twice, stood up from his seat and yelled in the direction of Guo Yi's office: "Editor Guo! Xiao Xianrou is going to wait for the big disaster to deliver his manuscript in the company! He also said Trust him first!"

The editors around turned their heads this way, and cast their incredulous gazes at the innocent Luo Wangshu sitting next to the editor.

As soon as the words fell, Guo Yi pushed open the door with a dark face, stepped on high-heeled shoes, walked over nailing nails all the way, stretched out her finger and tapped Luo Wangshu's shoulder forcefully, with a look of hating iron but not steel: "Everyone said Don’t trust him! Don’t trust him! Why are you still acting like a little white rabbit! If everyone in the editorial department is like you, everyone will be scolded bloody by the chairman when the deadline comes!”

Luo Wangshu was yelled at fiercely by Guo Yi for a long time, and before his butt warmed up the chair, Guo Yi personally pushed him out of the editorial department of the magazine.

He took out his mobile phone, followed the address saved on it, took the subway and bus for nearly two hours, and arrived at the community where Qiao Wei lived.

With the experience of the previous visit, Luo Wangshu showed the security guard the entry and exit certificate he got from Guo Yi, found the apartment building where Qiao Wei lived, got into the elevator and sat on the eighth floor, and stood in front of the door of 801A .

Luo Wangshu took a deep breath, clasped his hands together, and bowed to the north devoutly twice, then turned around and rang the doorbell, and stood up straight amidst the brisk sound of the xylophone.

After a while, the door in front of me showed no signs of being opened.

He nervously rang the doorbell again, and the pitch of the xylophone didn't change, but it didn't sound so brisk to his ears.

Then he waited for a while, but still no one came to answer the door.

He suddenly thought of the "Do not open the door for you" formation that the editors posted in the group last night, and a heart hung high in his throat as if someone had suddenly lifted it up.

Luo Wangshu took a step forward, put his ear against the door, held his breath and listened for a long time, the door was silent, giving a feeling that no one was at home.

He turned around, leaned his back on the door, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and called Qiao Wei.

The phone is connected, but no one answers.

After Luo Wangshu hung up, he continued to call twice, but the other party still didn't answer.He sent another text message, but nothing came of it.Log on to QQ, open the group, and the fox is also gray.

Luo Wangshu took a deep breath, holding the phone in his hand, and leaning the back of his head against the door, staring blankly at the potted plants placed at the elevator door, trying to think in a better direction.

Maybe the other party is still sleeping?Maybe the other party went out for breakfast?

I don't know how long it's been standing like this.

Countless times, he raised his phone to his eyes, but he didn't call back or text.The time in the upper right corner almost hurt his eyes: it's already past eleven o'clock!

Even if you are enjoying a luxury set meal, you should come back after eating!Even if you haven't woken up yet, it's time to get up, wash up and get ready for lunch!

Luo Wangshu stood up a little bit, opened the address book, found Qiao Wei's name, and was about to press the dial button, when he suddenly felt a faint sound coming from behind him.

Before he could react, the door panel trembled a few times with a "click" sound, and then it was pulled open from inside.

He had been leaning against that door before, standing a little lazily.Now that the door was suddenly opened, the body immediately lost its center of gravity and fell backwards uncontrollably.

His heart trembled, his brain went blank for a second, his hands still wanted to grab the door frame, and he hit the ground directly, with half of his butt pressing hard on a person's feet.

Luo Wangshu leaned against the man's calf, grinning and taking a few breaths.

This fall was so hard that my back hurt like hell, and I couldn't recover for a long time.

But the people behind him reacted one step ahead of him.

A pair of slightly cold big hands inserted into his armpits, exerted a little force, and easily raised him from the ground.

Then the hands moved to his back and pushed forward. Luo Wangshu was still breathing heavily, and then went back to the door of 810A.

Immediately afterwards, there was a "bang" sound.

Luo Wangshu stumbled forward a few steps, and managed to stabilize his figure.He stretched out one hand to rub his buttocks, bared his teeth and slowly turned around, looking at the door that had just been closed again.

The bewildered expression on his face lasted for less than five seconds, and Luo Wangshu woke up in shock.

He didn't care about his sore butt, so he threw himself on the door suddenly, raised his right hand and patted the door vigorously: "Mr. Qiao! Mr. Qiao, please open the door! I'm Luo Wangshu, Mr. Qiao!"

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