bad kid

Before the arrival of summer, the company organized a trainee training meeting.

New media is an industry with rapid updates and iterations. When Ruan Zhimu first entered this industry, he attended training meetings every now and then. In his free time, he would go to some schools to attend public lectures to update his knowledge and keep up his learning.

Now more than ten years later, he still has to attend the trainee training meeting.

But not as a student, but as a lecturer, explaining the relevant knowledge of new media operation and communication.

He has enough education and is quite experienced in the company, so he was selected by the head office as one of the lecturers for this training.

Students from various branches located all over the country came to S City to participate in the training, and many of them were fresh graduates.

Looking down from the podium, Ruan Zhimu saw youthful faces full of smiles and collagen.

It's strange to give him a sigh of relief.

After class, I secretly texted Yan Yue, asking him if he felt the passage of time.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, Yan Yue was probably in a meeting, so he didn't reply immediately.

About ten minutes later, Yan Yue sent back a message: [What's the matter, why are you asking this suddenly. 】

Ruan Zhimu walked to a secluded place in the corridor outside, and whispered to him how he felt about coming to the training today.

Ruan Zhimu: "I always feel that I am still young, as if I have been stuck in my 20s, the future is still very long, and there are infinite possibilities, and then I suddenly remembered that I have already..."

Yan Yue: "Old age?"

Ruan Zhimu: "...I'm not that old either."

Yan Yue: "Then you are in good spirits?"

Ruan Zhimu: "...can you change the word?"

Yan Yue: "The sword is not old yet?"

Ruan Zhimu: "...Little brat, your skin is itchy again, right?"

The age of the two is actually no longer in the category of "little bastards", but Ruan Zhimu said that he is used to it, and occasionally this sentence will pop up out of the blue.

Yan Yue smiled sullenly: "You asked me to say it, and I really said it, and you will be unhappy again."

There was a moment of silence on the phone.

Ruan Zhimu whispered: "...you think I'm old."

There was no smile in the words just now.

Yan Yue was stunned, and immediately said: "I was joking just now, to tease you."

Ruan Zhimu: "But you just said that I am old... To be honest, you really dislike me for being old and fading... In fact, I won't be angry if you say it. I know this is the truth. There have always been people younger than me." Fans who are better than me and prettier than me are chasing you, fading and loving you, it is reasonable for you to feel bored now..."

Yan Yue was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. A dignified CEO of a listed company was holding his mobile phone in the conference room, at a loss, pacing back and forth, not knowing how to coax his wife.

Through the glass, the people in the conference room couldn't hear the sound. They looked at each other, wondering if the company's stock price had plummeted or some serious negative news happened.

Otherwise, how could the boss, who has always been calm, self-sufficient and easy-going, be in such a hurry.

Yan Yue coaxed a few more words carefully, but seeing that it didn't work, he went straight back to the office to get the car keys.

Hearing the almost inaudible muffled laughter from the opposite side, he finally reacted.

Yan Yue feigned anger and said, "You're playing tricks on me."

Ruan Zhimu said softly, "You teased me just now, so I'll tease you too, it's fair."

Yan Yue: "No, I'm still angry."

Ruan Zhimu: "Aren't you in a meeting, why, the meeting is closed, and you are here to get angry with me?"

Yan Yue snorted from his nostrils and refused to pay attention to him.

Ruan Zhimu whispered: "Hurry up and go back to work, don't lose your temper."

What it looks like to be seen by the employees.

Yan Yue: "Then I want compensation."

Ruan Zhimu was helpless: "Want to eat my omelette again tomorrow morning?"

Yan Yue curled his lower lip: "I want tonight..."

The last few words were pressed down so low that only the two people on the phone could hear them.

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Zhimu's face turned red.

He rubbed his face and went back to the classroom to continue the class.

Although he feels that he has entered the ranks of middle-aged people, he looks young by nature. He looked like a high school student in his 20s, but now he looks like a young man who has just worked for a few years.

Chatting with the students after class, the students all expressed disbelief when they learned his age.

"Teacher Ruan, when you walked in, I thought you were a student too."

"Me too, I thought I finally got a handsome guy, and I was wondering if I should add WeChat, haha."

"Woohoo, how can you be so youth forever, please recommend skin care products."

……

The students were about the same age, and they were all lively and innocent. Anyone who raised a topic could chat lively together.

Later, we talked about gender issues.

Several of those in their 30s are married; those who are not married in their 20s basically have a partner.

There was a married male student who forgot to kiss his wife good morning before leaving the house. The wife called in aggrieved manner. The male student hurried to answer the phone in the corridor, and the rest of the class laughed in good faith.

Suddenly someone asked Ruan Zhimu: "Teacher, you should be married too?"

Before Ruan Zhimu had time to answer, someone immediately said: "I know, I know, I just looked at the homepage of the teacher's social platform, and it shows that he is unmarried, hehe."

"Huh? A man as handsome as the teacher is not married yet?"

"You're not in a hurry to get married because you're handsome. There's always someone chasing you anyway."

Ruan Zhimu smiled.

The wedding between him and Yan Yue was held abroad, and the marriage certificate was also obtained locally. According to the domestic law, he is indeed unmarried. However, the company's official social platform must fill in the real content in the legal frame, so it always shows unmarried.

Usually, I don't think there's anything wrong with it. When two people are together, it's a matter of self-knowledge. It's fine if you know it yourself.

It's just that, watching other people talk about their partners openly and openly, love and sweetness are overflowing on their faces...

Occasionally, there will still be some envy.

... "shaking and grapes"

The one-day training session is over.

After five o'clock, Ruan Zhimu was packing up his things in the office and was about to go home when someone knocked on the door lightly.

Ruan Zhimu put the tablet into his backpack and straightened up: "Come in."

One of today's students came in, a young boy named Kang Haoran.

Kang Haoran is a fresh graduate. He had no experience working in a skin care product company before. Because of his excellent academic qualifications, he directly joined the company as a management trainee after graduation.

He is a typical boy who grows up smoothly, with superior education, good family background, self-confidence and high spirits.

He was the one who asked Ruan Zhimu if he was married during the day.

When others casually said that Mr. Ruan was unmarried, Kang Haoran suddenly laughed, but didn't say anything.

Ruan Zhimu asked him: "What's the matter? Is there any problem during the day that I didn't understand?"

Kang Haoran: "No, I want to invite the teacher to dinner."

Ruan Zhimu: "Huh?"

Kang Haoran: "The teacher gave a very good lecture today and gave me a lot of inspiration, so I want to have dinner together tonight and talk about the industry and profession."

Ruan Zhimu politely declined: "Sorry, I'm going back to have dinner with my family tonight."

Kang Haoran followed closely: "What about tomorrow? Tomorrow, I can have lunch or dinner, or if I'm really not free on weekdays, I can also do it on weekends."

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Kang Haoran's performance was too obvious and forceful, he couldn't help but pretend to be stupid.

He said helplessly: "You are..."

"I want to chase after teacher," Kang Haoran smiled, showing his healthy white teeth, "Teacher, if my intuition is correct, you really like men, right?"

Ruan Zhimu: "..."

Is this the induction between gays, tsk.

Ruan Zhimu had no choice but to tell the truth: "I have a partner."

Kang Haoran boldly took a step forward, sat on his desk, swayed his legs slightly, and said bluntly and undisguisedly seductive: "Teacher, don't make such clumsy excuses. If you have a partner, it won't be until now." speak out."

Anyway, no matter how Ruan Zhimu declared that he was not single, Kang Haoran stubbornly believed that he was looking for an excuse to reject him.

Ruan Zhimu originally planned to go home after work, but now he is stuck in the office, unable to leave, and has a faint headache.

The phone rang suddenly, and it was Yan Yue who sent him a message, asking why he hadn't come out yet.

Yan Yue got off work early today, so he went to school to pick up Yan Ning, and then came to the company to pick him up.

Of course, in order to avoid being photographed by the paparazzi, Yan Yue usually would not get out of the car rashly, but just waited for him in the car.

Ruan Zhimu briefly told him about the situation on WeChat.

Yan Yue quickly replied:

【Wait. 】

[I'll find you right away. 】

Ruan Zhimu became a little worried.

Yan Yue is coming to find him...?

If caught by paparazzi...

Moreover, Kang Haoran is also a person in the new media industry, if he sees it, spread it...

While worrying, there was a knock on the door unhurriedly.

Ruan Zhimu said nervously, "Go in."

It wasn't Yan Yue who came in, but Yan Ning, who was wearing a camouflage T-shirt and black overalls, with short hair.

Ruan Zhimu's eyes widened.

Kang Haoran looked at the handsome girl who walked in, confused.

Yan Ning glanced at Kang Haoran lightly, then went straight to the desk and grabbed Ruan Zhimu's backpack.

"Let's go, Dad, slow death."

Kang Haoran was stunned as if struck by lightning, "What did you call him...?"

Yan Ning glanced at him coldly: "He is my father and I am his daughter. We are going home for dinner now. Do you have any opinions?"

The author says:

Yan Yue: Raising a daughter is finally useful (*^▽^*)