Become a rival virtual lover

There was still a meeting to be held in half an hour, Qin Yan suppressed his thoughts, washed up briefly, and drove to the company.

Because the residence is very close, when he arrived at the parking lot, he raised his wrist to look at his watch, and only 23 minutes had passed.

After entering the elevator, it stopped once on the first floor.

Xinman, who had been waiting for a long time, rushed in with a group of people and reported their work one by one.

After the rest of the people left one by one, Xin Man handed over the documents in his hand to Qin Yan.

Qin Yan took it and just turned two pages.

Xinman couldn't help asking: "Mr. Qin, do you need to change anything in your itinerary today?"

Qin Yan didn't look up: "Huh?"

Xinman's heart of gossip was firmly locked, and she was scratching her liver and lungs, forcing her to carefully insinuate: "You don't have anything else to deal with today?"

Qin Yan asked back, "What do I need to do?"

Hinman remained silent.

If she knew, why even ask!

What have you done yourself, haven't you figured it out yet!

But the sky and the earth are big, and the boss is the biggest.

Hinman said in a low voice, "Since I started working, today is the first time you are late."

Only then did Qin Yan hear what she was talking about by beating around the bush.

He said casually: "I slept too deeply and got up late."

The boss's insomnia is so severe that even the company's cleaning has heard about it.

Subconsciously, Xinman didn't believe it: "You? Have you slept?"

Qin Yan finally turned to look at her: "Is there any problem?"

Xinman subconsciously shook his head: "No."

Yet it was written on his face.

I believe you - you ghost.

Qin Yan asked again: "Do you have any questions about my sleeping condition last night?"

Hinman said decisively: "No!"

"Ding"

The elevator door opens.

Qin Yan retracted his gaze and took a step forward——

"Well, Mr. Qin, I don't mean anything else, that is, next time you go out...uh, socializing, don't play so late, right? You should pay more attention to rest. "

This entertainment is very well used.

Qin Yan: "..."

He just stopped when he heard Song Jingming's voice behind him.

"What are you doing standing in the elevator?"

Song Jingming came over and said to Qin Yan, "By the way, what happened to you last night?"

Hinman was about to speak—

Qin Yan raised his finger to interrupt her: "Shut up."

Then he turned around and met with Song Jingming, and walked towards the conference room, "Let's start the meeting first, and we'll talk about the rest after the meeting."

Matters were prioritized, upon hearing this, Song Jingming didn't ask any more questions.

The three of them entered the conference room.

Seeing Qin Yan enter the venue, the room was silent for a moment.

Everyone suppressed their expressions of talking and laughing, watching him take his seat.

After sitting down, Qin Yan first apologized for being late, and then nodded to Xin Man.

Xin Man then looked at the woman sitting first on the left of the long table, and when the latter stood up and walked to the stage, he introduced to Qin Yan: "Li Yaya, "Virtual Lover" is the project she is in charge of."

Hearing the name "Virtual Lover", Qin Yan lightly tapped his fingertips on the armrest.

Song Jingming also leaned over at this time and said, "By the way, you will tell me about the equipment I gave you after the meeting?"

Qin Yan glanced at him: "I'm going to tell you about this."

Song Jingming's face was full of surprise: "That's a good relationship."

After the words fell, he sat upright again.

After that, the two listened to the whole meeting seriously.

Before the show ended, Qin Yan said to Li Yaya: "You stay here for a while."

Li Yaya couldn't help but get nervous when she saw her immediate boss for the first time, "Boss Qin?"

Qin Yan thought for a while and said, "Go back and sort out a copy of the game content for me."

Unexpectedly hearing such a request, Li Yaya was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, he hurriedly asked, "What exactly do you mean?"

"Game copywriting."

After saying these four words, Qin Yan paused for a long time.

Song Jingming was curious: "What do you want game copywriting for?"

Qin Yan didn't answer.

He was thinking too.

The experience last night was so unimaginable, maybe it was really just a dream he had.

Is he going to study an ordinary love game under the company for an insignificant dream?

Thinking of this, he suppressed the interest in his heart and waved to Li Yaya: "You go back first."

Li Yaya looked at him blankly, nodded and said, "Okay, Mr. Qin, if you need anything, I will wait for your notification at any time."

After she left, Qin Yan also said to Xin Man next to him, "You go to work first."

Seeing that he had something to discuss with Song Jingming alone, Xin Man got up and sorted out the documents on the table, then turned and walked out.He also closed the door behind him.

There was a "click" sound of the door lock closing.

Song Jingming first asked, "What's wrong?"

Qin Yan said: "Who gave you the set of equipment you gave me?"

Song Jingming said: "No one gave it to me. I went to the research department to ask for it."

That rules out someone doing it on purpose.

Qin Yan asked again: "Have you tried this equipment before?"

"No, I tried another set in the research department and brought it home."

Song Jingming looked at him, "Why, is there something wrong with your set?"

"Yeah." Qin Yan said concisely, "Leakage."

"Leakage??"

Song Jingming straightened up, "They told me that yours is the most standard prototype."

Done.

He suddenly realized something.

"Wait, you said it leaked electricity, so you last night...?"

Qin Yan said: "I should have fallen asleep last night between seven and eight o'clock. I didn't wake up until you called."

Before the words fell, Song Jingming got up abruptly: "Then why are you coming to the company for a meeting! Go, go to the hospital!"

Qin Yan was caught off guard and pulled up from the chair by him: "Wait, it's not that serious—"

"It's not serious!" Song Jingming grabbed the coat on the back of the chair with the other hand, and walked straight to the door, "For so many years, you are thankful for sleeping for four hours. When did you sleep for twelve hours?"

Although Qin Yan also wanted to go to the hospital for an examination, it was a weekend trip.

But Song Jingming didn't intend to let him wait until the weekend at all.

Qin Yan was helpless: "I don't have time today."

Song Jingming had already pulled him out of the conference room.

Coincidentally, seeing Xin Man talking to someone else at the corner of the corridor, he raised his voice: "Secretary Xin!"

Xin Man turned around: "Mr. Song?"

Song Jingming said: "Your boss lent me five hours, is it okay?"

Hinman was still hesitating.

Song Jingming has turned to Qin Yan: "Now I have time."

Hinman: "..."

Hello? ?

Seeing the two of them passing by like the wind, she hurried to catch up: "Mr. Qin, tonight's charity dinner is hosted by Mrs. Zhao, and the invitation has already been sent, do you see?"

Song Jingming didn't stop on his feet, and said to Qin Yan: "Look, it's already nighttime."

Said into the elevator.

Only leaving Xin Man with a green face standing where he was, full of a hundred plans to assassinate President Song in his mind.

It's a pity that no matter how much she regretted, it couldn't stop Song Jingming from dragging Qin Yan to the hospital.

to the hospital.

After three full hours.

After Qin Yan finished a whole set of physical examination, the doctor told him.

No problem.

very healthy.

Hearing the result, Qin Yan said to Song Jingming, "Don't worry?"

Song Jingming said awkwardly, "Anyway, you won't suffer."

Qin Yan buckled up his watch, only to realize that it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Jingming patted his head: "Go back to the company and change clothes, we should go."

The charity dinner started promptly at six o'clock.

Qin Yan returned to the company and changed into a suit, and went downstairs to have a meal in his spare time before taking Xinman as his female companion to the car.

After getting off the car, Qin Yan handed over the invitation card, and was quickly led respectfully to his seat in the infield by the welcome guests.

He came neither too early nor too late.

The atmosphere is just hot.

But, what a coincidence.

On the table, in front of the seat on his left, was a seat card with three big characters "Fu Yueting" written on it.

Fu Yueting.

General Manager of Fu Group.

Bronzing artistic font, beautiful and generous.

Seeing this card, Qin Yan paused slightly as he sat down.

Xin Man's attention was still on the boss: "Boss Qin?"

Qin Yancai continued to pull away the chair, raised his hand to press the unbuttoned suit jacket, and sat down.

Footsteps sounded behind him at the same time.

Xin Man glanced over, leaned close to Qin Yan's ear and said, "Boss Qin, it's Fu Yueting."

After the words fell, he secretly looked back.

Born into a wealthy family, Fu Yueting seems to be born with a dignified aura. Although his gestures are casual, they seem to have an unreasonable strength. His short black hair is combed back, highlighting his sharply cut facial features, and he is not angry. .

Such a person, no matter where he goes, is always the focus of attention.

Xinman looked at Fu Yueting and secretly compared him with his boss.

In the end, before he could compare the heights, he was frightened by the cold eyes of the other party, and quickly turned his face back.

There is no need for her to introduce Qin Yan any more.

Fu Yueting was already seated.

Different from Qin Yan.

As the heir to the behemoth of the Fu Group, Fu Yueting's presence immediately injected vitality into everyone around the round table.

Amidst the compliments ringing around, Qin Yan also took the opportunity to say hello.

"Mr. Fu."

Hearing Qin Yan's voice, Fu Yueting slowly leaned back in the chair, he slightly pursed his thin lips, the line of his jaw tightened, and his expression became serious to the naked eye.

The tone is also stiff three points: "President Qin."

In front of the round table, several people next to each other looked at each other.

The rumors are right!

The relationship between these two people is really bad!

Didn't you see that Fu Yueting didn't even bother to cover up?

As another protagonist in the rumors, Qin Yan was no stranger to Fu Yueting's attitude.

Just thinking of the dream he had last night, he couldn't help but become silent.

It's okay to dream about playing games.

Dreaming of the nakedness of the "nemesis".

There's something so weird about it.

And everyone at the round table.

Looking at the two sitting side by side, I felt weird and embarrassed from the bottom of my heart.

How to do?

At this time, whoever gets close to one may offend the other...

Silence then spread across the round table.

After a long time, someone who didn't want to touch Fu Yueting's bad luck finally tried to stir up a peaceful topic: "I heard that Mr. Qin's new game is doing well. Congratulations."

Qin Yan smiled and said, "Small trouble, thank you Mr. Zhang for your concern."

A sentence suddenly came from the side.

"Congratulations."

It's Fu Yueting.

The people around started to exchange eyes again.

Saying congratulations.

The tone doesn't sound like congratulations at all!

The place that was so hot was suppressed by this low voice again.

Qin Yan didn't expect Fu Yueting to take over, but he accepted everything: "Thank you, Mr. Fu."

Hearing the response, Fu Yueting paused for a while.

He suddenly raised his hand to take the cup and took a sip of water.

Then let it go.

He turned to look at Qin Yan.

Qin Yan looked at him and expressed respect: "Boss Fu?"

"you……"

The table was full of people, all waiting for the next article.

It was a long time again.

Fu Yueting raised his hand to hold the water glass in his palm again, and continued: "...very good."

You, fine?

Qin Yan's eyes moved slightly.

Is this a show of favor?

Or a threat?

Not only him, but the rest of the people at the table are also carefully savoring these three words of Fu Yueting.

It sounds very meaningful.

There is no room for everyone to think about it, the charity auction has already started.

Watching Qin Yan turn his face to communicate with Xin Man in a low voice, Fu Yueting's hand holding the water glass tightened slightly.

"Den"

The sound of the bottom of the goblet hitting the table was covered by gradually noisy voices.

Qin Yan also didn't notice Fu Yueting's expression.

After the auction, he was given a few glasses of wine before he escaped, and he didn't pay attention to Fu Yueting's whereabouts.

Xin Man mentioned a sentence when he left: "President Qin, Fu Yueting seems to have come out with us."

"Ah."

Qin Yan didn't care much about the news, he just glanced back and didn't see any specific figures, so he looked away: "Let's go."

He asked the driver to take Hsinman home before returning to his residence.

After washing, it was already late at night.

Qin Yan pressed his forehead, went to the bed and sat down.

The good quality sleep last night should have really helped him, the migraines that have been happening almost every night lately were very mild tonight.

However, he still didn't feel sleepy.

Looks like yesterday was just luck.

Throwing off the quilt and leaning against the bed, Qin Yan was so bored, he picked up the book next to the bed and opened it.

The result just saw the first row.

The forehead is the familiar numb again.

The mind is once again familiar with sleepiness.

Open your eyes again.

It was the familiar bedroom again.

It was the familiar bathrobe again.

There is also the familiar one, Fu Yueting.

Qin Yan: "..."

What about the dream?