sunk into the earth

Recently, everyone can see that Cheng Sheng has bad legs and feet, but occasionally a few people ask casually, but Cheng Sheng only says that he is too busy with work and his legs are not happy, so he has to go to the company every day to go on strike.Everyone else took it as a joke and didn't ask any further questions.

In this way, with his bad legs and a few core staff, he held a meeting for almost a day and a night in the conference room. There was a pile of draft paper in his hand, and the whiteboard behind him was full of maps. Cup of coffee.

Cheng Sheng's mood was abnormally high in the working state. He talked like a machine gun for hours without interruption. When he finally took a breath and looked back, there were two rows of sleepy colleagues leaning on the table.

Zhang Chen raised his head from the computer, held up a pen and raised his hand, and said truthfully, "The speech is too fast, please slow down."

Cheng Sheng, who was next to the big screen, felt his heart tighten. During the break, he hid in the bathroom, poured two pills, swallowed them with water, and dared to go back to work.But just as he came out of the bathroom, he bumped into Zhang Chen who was about to come in. At this time, he was a little guilty, and he planned to go out after saying hello, but before he could take the next step, he was stopped by the person in front of him holding his shoulders.

"What happened when you came back from Yuncheng? Why are you so emotional these days?"

Cheng Sheng pulled his arm that was in front of him, leaned in front of him and rubbed his face with a smile: "We're the one, can't I be happy?"

Zhang Chen in front of him obviously didn't believe it. After looking him up and down, he didn't see anything wrong, so he had to let him go out and continue to work. Before going in, he didn't forget to remind him behind his back: "Take a little rest, don't suffer too much." .”

Cheng Sheng breathed a sigh of relief when someone entered, turned around and went to the tea room to make two cups of coffee for himself, then went to the freezer to grab a few pieces of ice and threw them into the cups.

At the end of August, a group of them flew from Beijing to Shanghai.Cheng Sheng's team has not been formed for half a year, and the preliminary work is in place, but everything is still in the testing stage, and it is mostly luck to catch an exhibition and interview.

The exhibition officially started at [-]:[-] p.m., and Cheng Sheng spent the whole morning reciting speeches in the hotel. He got annoyed halfway through the recitation, and complained to Zhang Chen, who was holding a computer next to him and listening to the album: "The organizer sent me an email saying that It’s too fucking embarrassing to post your personal resume on the public screen for people to watch, and it’s really annoying to talk about technological realization and human development.”

As soon as Zhang Chen took off the earphones, he listened to him swearing. He was in a good mood and thought it was funny, "It's good to be able to speak up, isn't it always like this?"

He started to change his clothes after he had recited it. He brought a bunch of suits and shirts for formal occasions, but he regretted bringing them. He only wore a suit to give a speech when he was insane in more than 30 degrees. He couldn’t choose the right clothes. , and finally asked Zhang Chen who was sitting on the other side of the bed to choose for him.

Zhang Chen picked carefully, weighed them a few times and then picked them up to compare with Cheng Sheng. In the end, he chose the brightest and most eye-catching one.

Cheng Sheng looked at it, and thought that sure enough, Zhang Chen looked innocent, but in fact he loved something.

He quickly changed the clothes that he would go to the exhibition later on, he was a little awkward when changing his pants, turned around and glanced at Zhang Chen, and found that he was staring at the computer screen intently, so he took off his pajama pants with confidence, but Before the pants to be changed were pulled half way, a voice came from behind, "Why are there so many injuries and bruises on your legs? You can see them every time."

Cheng Sheng froze in place for a moment, and it took a long time before he stuttered and said, "I fell. I've been too tired from work and stayed up too many nights. I feel dizzy when I walk, and I always fall."

The person behind didn't speak, but Cheng Sheng knew that he didn't believe him, and his movements were not as neat as before. He pulled up his trousers and buckled his belt timidly, and just about to turn around and say something, he was lifted by his shoulders and pulled to the side of the bed.

The person in front of him didn't speak, and when he was pulled over, he just stared into his eyes.Zhang Chen's eyes always made Cheng Sheng think that he was being seen through, so he looked away uncomfortably, but he didn't explain anything.

Zhang Shen didn't speak again, pulled the loose tie on his neck and slowly tied it, and his eyes naturally moved from his face to the tie on his chest.

While wearing the tie, Cheng Sheng could feel Zhang Chen's warm breath hitting his neck. He was a little uncomfortable, and pulled the tie casually, but Zhang Chen held down his hand before he pulled it a few times, and he was not allowed to continue to move around. .

This exhibition was in vain. Half of the start-ups and half of the companies of a certain scale, they walked around and listened to the past and the future on the stage.Zhang Chen leaned against the back of his chair and was talking about the future technology of Cheng Sheng, with a gentleness on his face that he didn't know. He couldn't help but pat Xiao Huang next to him halfway, and sighed: "Cheng Sheng is really amazing."

Xiao Huang looked back at Zhang Chen in surprise, "I thought you two were particularly at odds."

Cheng Sheng, who was still in the stands with Zhang Chen, said casually: "I don't want to deal with it, but it doesn't prevent him from being powerful."

After the exhibition, they rushed to negotiate the contract without stopping.The contract was difficult to negotiate. Originally, Cheng Sheng sent an email to the person in charge of the other party, but he waited for a whole week but did not receive a reply. He made a phone call and contacted him in person, and only got a sentence that he had to talk directly to the person in charge of the project at this level. After the other party put down a series of calls, there was no more audio.Cheng Sheng didn't know what to do, so he turned to the person-in-charge's superior, sent the entire proposal, and introduced the development prospects of their project on the phone, finally let the other party let go, and said that they would meet in the local area for a detailed discussion.

Cheng Sheng booked a meeting room and a private room for the evening reception at the hotel closest to the venue. Everything was arranged properly, and the address was sent to the other party two days in advance.

When the appointed time came, there was no movement outside the meeting room.Cheng Sheng looked at his watch, took out his mobile phone and wanted to make a call to inquire about the situation, but thought that the call seemed to be urging and complaining, so he finally gave up.Another half an hour passed, and still no one came. Cheng Sheng was a little impatient, and kept pressing his fingers on the phone, but in the end he didn't make the call.

On the contrary, Zhang Chen, who was sitting next to him, calmed down, looked at the empty table and said, "Wait a minute, let's talk about it later."

They just sat in the meeting room bored with their computers for nearly an hour.Just an hour after arriving, there was a series of footsteps outside the door, and then the door in front of them was pushed open.There were three people standing outside, none of whom were dressed formally. The leader was a middle-aged man in his 50s or [-]s, with a fat body and a fleshy face.

Cheng Sheng came back to his senses when he heard the commotion, and was about to stand up to say hello formally, but when he looked up and saw the person coming, he completely froze in place.

The leader on the opposite side seemed to have no idea who was waiting for him in the conference room. The hand that pushed the door held on to the handle without moving. When he saw the familiar shadow on his body, the corners of his mouth suddenly pulled away, and the fat grooves on his face were squeezed deeper by the exaggerated facial expressions.He walked in in two or three steps, and before he reached his face, he stretched out his hand to Cheng Sheng who was in the middle of the main table in the meeting room in a familiar tone, and said, "Isn't this Xiao Cheng?"

Cheng Sheng didn't sit or sit, he took the fat hand he extended and shook it, and said awkwardly, "Hello, Uncle."

The whole introduction was extremely tormented. Cheng Sheng spoke seriously, but the person in charge seemed not very interested. The other people who came looked serious and kept throwing questions at Cheng Sheng about the content.

It was nearly nine o'clock when the introduction of this torment ended, and the person in charge finally looked away from the phone, looked at Cheng Sheng who was leaning on the conference table drinking water with a dry mouth, and said relaxedly: "Isn't it in the email? Said to book a table next door? Let's have a few drinks and talk about business."

After drinking half of the water, Cheng Sheng immediately put down the glass, smiled and nodded: "Okay."

The private room was booked by Cheng Sheng together with the meeting room. As soon as he entered the door, he nodded and bowed down to arrange seats for the crowd. He was so familiar and enthusiastic that even the waiter felt ashamed.Zhang Chen sat next to him, seeing his humiliating appearance and kept silent, after he sat down, he grabbed his hand and fiddled with it under the tablecloth where he couldn't see it.

Cheng Sheng felt it carefully, and found that Zhang Chen was writing word by word in his palm. Cheng Sheng and him seemed to have some kind of connection, and he could easily feel what he wrote.

It said: Let's go, we don't sign anymore.

This burst of touch suddenly gave Cheng Sheng great courage. He put his other hand on Zhang Chen's hand, touched it first, then opened his hand and wrote in the palm of his hand: It's all right.

The dishes were served one after another, but the person in charge next to him didn't have any intention of talking about serious business, instead he kept holding on to Cheng Sheng's family affairs, and the first thing he said when he got to the table was: "How is your dad?

Cheng Sheng smiled apologetically: "Okay, very good. I read books, read newspapers and drink tea every day. I recently learned how to use computers to fight landlords."

There was a long "oh" on the other side, and he said again: "I remember you played basketball with my little Bo in junior high school, and you had a fight in the middle, do you remember?"

Just as Cheng Sheng was about to say, "I remember, but let's hurry up and talk about business", he sighed next to him: "I didn't expect you to set up your own business and start a business alone. In a few years, I can see your father being blown away. It's amazing! "

After all he said, he didn't touch a single bit of business, and then he complained about his child in front of the whole table, "My little Bo won't contact you, right? That kid is abroad now. I’m a fool, I bought a boat and an island, and I made a girl’s belly bigger a few months ago, so I’m not worrying.” He also mentioned his daughter: “Do you remember my Xiaolan? Rijia soy sauce, she cried and scratched your face, but she doesn’t cry now, but it’s even scarier than crying! When I got home a few months ago, my eyes were swollen into two big pieces. I saw that I had cut my double eyelids. It’s not been half a year The chin suddenly became like an awl again, and the previous generous cheeks also disappeared, which shocked me and your aunt. This time I asked the mother to ask, and it turned out that she cut the bone to pad the chin without telling us, so I didn’t go to school well. Every day I know I have plastic surgery and go to bars. It’s really more popular than others, or the old Cheng will educate him.”

Cheng Sheng's scalp was numb, and he turned his head to look at Zhang Chen, only to find that he was also frowning.The contract in the bag was held in his hand all the time, but Cheng Sheng just wanted to see the needle a few times in the middle, but was pushed back by the old fritter next to him.

The person in charge looked at the tense look of Cheng Sheng on the opposite side, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, first took the white wine in front of him and pried it open, filled the two empty glasses in front of Cheng Sheng, handed one to him, kept the other in front of him, and took another The deputy persuaded the drink in a free and easy tone: "We haven't seen each other for several years, let's drink three glasses before we talk."

Without further ado, Cheng Sheng took it and drank the whole cup in a dull mood. The empty cup was filled again just as it was placed on the table. Cheng Sheng took it and continued to drink. When the third cup was drunk, the person next to him suddenly grabbed his hand. He snatched the cup from his hand and forbade him to drink any more.

The person in charge on the other side finally noticed Zhang Chen, glanced at him up and down, and said contemptuously: "Are you Xiao Cheng's subordinate? Or a partner? We drink as a family, and you don't want to be an outsider." Turning to Cheng Sheng, he said, "Have two more drinks, let's have fun tonight."

Cheng Sheng's drinking capacity is worrisome, and he would get dizzy after drinking a few glasses of beer on weekdays, not to mention the baijiu on the table. He had to drink three glasses in a row to reach the limit of alcohol. Unusual flushing.

The person in charge on the other side had noticed such an obvious change, but he continued to pour the wine regardless, and kept persuading him: "How long has it been since? I must drink a few more glasses today. If I don't drink enough, I won't sign your contract."

The gentle light from the overhead light slowly burned Cheng Sheng's eyes. Halfway through, he wobbled on his chair and stood up, making an excuse that he wanted to go to the bathroom, but the person in charge opposite him wouldn't let him go, insisting that he finish his drink.

Cheng Sheng suddenly smiled, thinking that learning how to run a business is really hard, much harder than him working overtime and staying up all night in the office to catch up on projects.He squinted his eyes to look at the row of wine in front of him, and was just about to pick up a glass and drink it when Zhang Chen next to him couldn't bear it any longer and stood up abruptly. Without saying a word, he took his arm and put it on his shoulder, supporting Cheng Sheng, who was almost unsteady, walked out the door and said to a table of people: "We will not sign."

Just as Zhang Chen helped him to walk out the door, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Why are young people so angry? Who said they won't sign?"

Cheng Sheng, who was straining the last string of reason, patted his hand on his shoulder, and said dazedly against Zhang Chen's ear, "It's okay, it will be done soon."

Cheng Sheng's words were reeking of wine, Zhang Chen frowned, helped him back to the chair and sat down, took out a stack of almost crumpled contracts from his bag, and handed the paper and pen to the fat man opposite him. person in charge.

The person in charge glanced at Cheng Sheng who was leaning on the chair, then looked up at Zhang Chen, took the contract and the pen with a smile, and read them carefully, not forgetting to talk to Zhang Chen beside him while reading: "You This young man really doesn't look like someone in this industry, where did he get kidnapped by Cheng Sheng?"

After asking, but no one answered, the person in charge laughed again: "It's not good for young people to be so popular."

After reading and signing everything, the person in charge handed the completed contract to Zhang Chen who had been keeping a cold face, but he said to Cheng Sheng who was almost unconscious at the side: "Old Cheng's son's career must be supported. I have to sign whatever it is made of."

Zhang Chen took a look at the contract handed back from the other side, and saw that a long horizontal line was drawn on the signature.

He laughed inwardly, patted the chair beside him naturally, and was just about to lift it up and hit the head of the person in charge across the way, but Cheng Sheng seemed to sense what he was about to do, and pressed his hand, slightly He shook his head and said: "I still have work tomorrow, and I have to have a meeting with Xiao Huang and the others when I go back. Forget it, forget it..."

It was almost twelve o'clock when we came out of the hotel. Cheng Sheng was carried downstairs by Zhang Chen, with his arms around his neck, and he told him in a half-dream, "That person was my father's former subordinate, and the two of you used to have an ugly fight. Later he was transferred to another place, that’s why I’m making things difficult for me today. In fact, when I opened the door and saw that it was him, I shouldn’t take chances and continue talking.”

Zhang Chen said "hmm" and didn't continue to speak, but moved his arms around Cheng Sheng's legs behind his back to prevent him from falling.

After a while, Cheng Sheng smiled wryly on his shoulder, twitched his chin on his shoulder, and said weakly, "Why can't I do anything?"

These words made Zhang Chen laugh, and patted him on the head with his free hand, "Are you drunk? If it wasn't for him, he probably signed the contract very easily."

Cheng Sheng, who was lying on his shoulder, was dishonest. Sometimes he stretched out his hand to grab his hair, and sometimes touched his face indiscriminately. While touching, he muttered: "Is what you said true?"

"Of course, I said earlier that your code is beautifully written. Not only you, but the entire team has a solid foundation and looks reliable." Zhang Chen turned up the drunk who was about to slip off his back, and then said seriously: "I used to work part-time in an outsourcing company, writing codes for companies without technical personnel, and the level of colleagues there is far from yours."

Cheng Sheng laughed softly, but his stomach was full of white wine at this time, and when he grinned, his stomach burned and hurt as if it was on fire. Cheng Sheng grinned his teeth in pain, and only laughed twice before daring to speak out again. , People also gradually calmed down, quietly lying on Zhang Chen's shoulders blowing the evening breeze.

There were occasionally a few scattered pedestrians and cars on the road, but no one paid attention to them. Suddenly, Cheng Sheng felt that the people below touched his hand hanging on his chest, and then he heard Zhang Chen seriously ask himself: "Are you drunk?" Already? I want to speak to you."

Of course Cheng Sheng didn't admit that he was drunk, and said with a big tongue: "Of course I'm not drunk, I'm so sober now, I can still memorize the manuscript from the meeting in the morning."

After he finished speaking, he felt that the people below were laughing at him, so he kicked the person with his knee, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Really! Say what you want to say quickly, I am very clear-headed."

Zhang Chen asked Cheng Sheng a random question, but he didn't expect Cheng Sheng, who was half dead drunk, to be able to answer it.

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Cheng Sheng reacted greatly. He became irritable without any sign. The two hands hanging in front of Zhang Chen couldn't help beating him, and he was still muttering: "What are you thinking? What is going on in your mind? What do you think? I really want to cut it open! Cut it! Cut it!"

Cheng Sheng beat people with his hands, but his chin rubbed against the back of Zhang Chen's neck. Halfway through the rubbing, he groped and kissed his exposed neck.Zhang Chen was disturbed by his nonsense hooliganism and couldn't walk normally, so he patted his head with one hand, "Stop making trouble."

Cheng Sheng ignored him, and said, "I ask you to answer, you are not allowed to lie!"

The person behind his back compromised with the drunk man: "Speak."

"Do you hate me?"

"Yes."

At the end of this sentence, Cheng Sheng kicked him again, and said angrily: "I hate you too, I hate you to death!"

Zhang Chen accepted it calmly, "I can see it."

"And do you hate anyone else? Your dad or the people who hurt you in the past?"

"No hate, no need."

This time Cheng Sheng was languid, lying on his shoulders without speaking for a long time, but he suddenly thought of something, suddenly raised his head from Zhang Chen's back, patted the people under him anxiously, and asked incoherently: "Do you love me so much?" Do you treat me like this? People say that only when you love so much that you can't bear it will you hate, and you want to keep a distance for balance."

The people below looked up slightly at his current appearance, smiled and asked, "Are you quite sober? Then I'm going to say what I just wanted to say."

"Go ahead." After speaking, Cheng Sheng lowered his head again, rubbing his chin on Zhang Chen's shoulder.

"I said——" Zhang Chen was afraid that he could not hear clearly, so he patted his hand again to remind him to pay attention. After doing this, he was curious about Cheng Sheng's next expression, so he turned his head to stare at the drunken man, and used his chin Rubbing his cheek, tell him: "Last time you said to start all over again, let's start tomorrow."