Huhua President

Just as Bao Danhua was sitting on a chair by the window, holding her bowl of braised beef instant noodles, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked up to him. He was slightly taken aback when he saw Bao Danhua, and walked forward. The pace stopped immediately.

"Bao Danhua?"

Bao Danhua raised his big juicy eyes from the bowl of instant noodles, and stared blankly at the man in front of him with instant noodles in his mouth.

"It's really you? Do you remember me?" The man laughed heartily.

Bao Danhua tried hard to swallow the big mouthful of noodles: "Jiang Weifang?"

The man sat down opposite her: "Thank you for remembering me." Then he flicked Bao Danhua's forehead.

Bao Danhua covered his forehead in pain: "How can I not remember you, senior."

Jiang Weifang, a senior from a foreign school whom Bao Danhua met by chance when he was taking elective courses at Bao Danhua University. Because he was studying a double degree at Bao Danhua University, the two of them often communicated during that time, but Jiang Weifang was two years older than Bao Danhua. It faded away, and Bao Danhua always classified him as a passer-by in his life.

"Why are you here? You'll be graduating this year. Have you found an internship?" Jiang Weifang sat down opposite her.

"I've already worked." Bao Danhua showed a proud look.

Jiang Weifang obviously didn't believe it, as if in his eyes, Bao Danhua would always be that little kid who only knew how to skip classes all day long: "You? You haven't even grown your hair yet."

"Really! I'm a game designer now." Bao Danhua had a stinky face, how about it, it's amazing.

"zy?"

"how do you know?"

Jiang Weifang put his face on one hand and smiled brightly: "Because I am the game programmer of this company."

Bao Danhua looked at him happily: "The senior is also in this company? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"I should ask you this sentence, should I just come in?"

Bao Danhua nodded, and then looked disappointed: "Hey, is this fate? I can't escape your clutches no matter what."

Jiang Weifang was amused by her, and stretched out his big hand to ruffle her hair: "How do you talk, little girl?"

Bao Danhua stretched out his small hand like chasing flies: "Hey, hey, I'm your colleague now!"

"That's a junior too." Jiang Weifang's hand still kept its original position, and Bao Danhua rubbed it back unbearably.

Gongsun Yingwei stood at the junction of the carriages and looked at the young face, unconsciously squeezed the burn ointment in his hand...

"Gongsun Yingwei, why are you here?" The voice of the president of the programming department came from afar.

When Bao Danhua heard the familiar name, he immediately looked in the direction of the voice, and found him in the crowd with sharp eyes: "Gongsun Yingwei." Bao Danhua shouted, and waved when he saw him.

Gongsun Yingwei said something to the president of the program department and walked over.

"Gongsun Yingwei, why are you here?" Bao Danhua was pleasantly surprised by his arrival, and when he saw someone he knew well in an unfamiliar environment, he felt a sense of intimacy spontaneously.

"I'll bring you medicine." He said and put the medicine on the table.

"Ah! I must have forgotten to pack it yesterday, thank you."

"Well, let's go."

Bao Danhua took the ointment on the table, and then looked at his leaving figure. Today's aura is not right, not as close as it was a few days ago.

"That's right, Bao Danhua, you have such a good relationship with the ultimate boss." Jiang Weifang had a teasing look in his eyes.

"He is the ultimate boss, where do you put the boss." Bao Danhua said while applying medicine.

"At least defeat the boss before defeating him." Jiang Weifang said with a naughty smile.