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Chapter 140 - 140 138 The Novels Male Protagonist
Chapter 140 - 140 138 The Novels Male Protagonist
?Chapter 140: Chapter 138: The Novel’s Male Protagonist Approaching Through the Curtain of Rain_2 Chapter 140: Chapter 138: The Novel’s Male Protagonist Approaching Through the Curtain of Rain_2 Tang Song opened the photo and looked it over, his brows slightly furrowing.
Wen Ruan’s figure was indeed very eye-catching, and there must have been plenty of competitors around her.
Fortunately, having Hu Mingli as an insider had added points for him, and their relationship had progressed swiftly.
Thinking of this, Tang Song replied, “Received, Hu, you have great potential as the future team leader, I have high hopes for you.”
[Hu Mingli: “Thank you, President Tang, for promoting me. I’ll go study some management knowledge right away! Please take care of my best friend tonight!”]
“Pfft—” Tang Song couldn’t hold back and laughed out loud.
He encouraged her a bit more, then put away his phone and walked into the wardrobe.
His current attire was mostly formal, not quite suitable for a gathering of this nature.
After considering, he directly picked out the ensemble from [Fashion—scorching sun].
Brown lightweight shirt, black trousers, brown leather shoes, black belt.
The weather was slightly chilly in the evenings now, so he took a dark casual suit jacket as well.
He looked at himself in the mirror.
It had to be said, the clothes that came with the house were exquisite and suited him well.
The suit’s shoulder lines matched the edges of his shoulders perfectly, the sleeve length reached his wrist joints, the trousers extended to the heels, and the waist and chest fit were neither too tight nor too loose.
Eventually, he took off the Bvlgari ring and put on a Longines wristwatch instead.
After all, there would also be colleagues from Wen Ruan’s company present, and this showed a more mature and steady demeanor.
After getting everything ready, he stepped out of the wardrobe.
Through the large, clear windows of the master bedroom, he could see the gradually overcast sky outside.
Tang Song stepped up to the window; the heavy clouds gathered in the sky were very impressive.
“Could it be about to rain?” he wondered.
He had barely muttered this when he saw a few drops of water on the glass in front of him.
Shaking his head, Tang Song walked outside.
He pulled out a black long-handle business umbrella from the cloakroom at the entrance.
The umbrella, which was part of the house, felt very high-end, with 24 ribs and a 140 cm spread; it opened with the push of a button.
…
Huiying River View Creative Park.
In the lobby on the first floor of Building 3, all 38 team-building employees had arrived and were gathered together for a group photo.
Every quarter, each employee of Light and Shadow Media received a 600 yuan team-building reimbursement limit.
However, a group photo and corresponding receipts were required.
After all, the company encouraged team-building essentially to enhance team cohesion and relieve work stress, and to avoid cash-outs in certain departments.
Director Wang, holding a cat next to Wen Ruan, couldn’t help but take a deep breath, his heart beating wildly.
He couldn’t help marveling again at how great Wen Ruan’s figure was.
He couldn’t imagine how wonderful it would be to hold her while sleeping!
After the photo was taken, everyone scattered and started playing around in the leisure area.
Wen Ruan played with cats for a while with her colleagues, but then felt her stomach churning again and hurriedly grabbed a hot water bottle from her room and leaned against a corner to browse her phone.
“Wen Ruan,” Wang Liyu approached with a dark gray bag and said softly, “Zhang Xintong told me you’re not feeling well and can’t join in on any of the activities.”
Wen Ruan shrugged helplessly and responded, “Just my luck, so tragic.”
Wang Liyu pursed his lips, opened the backpack, and pulled out a dark gray drone.
Looking at Wen Ruan’s lovely face, he smiled and said, “I heard you enjoy traveling and aerial photography. I brought my own drone, and since you can’t move around much, why don’t you watch some aerial footage? The scenery around here is really beautiful.”
Wen Ruan curiously asked, “Is this a DJI Mavic 3?”
“Yup,” Wang Liyu replied happily, seeing Wen Ruan’s reaction. He quickly took out the controller and said, “New DJ RC controller with a 5.5 inch screen. You can watch the live aerial footage, Hasselblad camera, very clear. Has a 4G module, so you can watch the live footage right from here.”
“The director really plays with drones, such diverse interests!”
“You can overlook the river view in May, absolutely stunning.”
Several female employees from the new media operations department gathered around, eager to support their director.
Seeing her colleagues so enthusiastic, and being interested herself, Wen Ruan nodded along.
Wang Liyu’s face broke into a broad smile, excitedly clenching his fist.
This was a quick way to establish a closer relationship, wasn’t it?
“Hold on, I’ll go get the drone flying,” he said.
After speaking, Wang Liyu, holding his bag, quickly walked out the door and started setting up.
Watching this, Zhong Ying clenched her teeth in irritation and plumped down next to Wen Ruan, saying dryly, “I really like drones too, Sister Wen. Let’s play together later.”
It had been hard enough to get the Director over, and yet he still revolved around Wen Ruan, giving no one else a chance to get close.
Wen Ruan glanced at her amusedly but did not engage further.
Today was a team-building day, and there were so many colleagues and leaders around, so she didn’t bother to argue with her.
Outside the window.
The drone slowly lifted off the gray cobblestone path, rising higher and higher.
Wang Liyu looked up, his eyes full of excitement.
He imagined the delightful picture of getting close to Wen Ruan and operating the drone together.
“Pat—”
“Pat—”
Raindrops fell down, hitting his eyelids, forehead, corners of his mouth, and heart…
And disrupted the smile on his face.
Damn! Wasn’t it supposed to be cloudy today?
Could his luck be this bad?
He took a deep breath. Don’t panic! It’s probably just a drizzle; it should stop soon!
“Swish, swish, swish—” The raindrops grew denser.
The expression on Wang Liyu’s face gradually turned rigid.
The screen on his controller went dark, the aerial footage disappeared.
Followed by a conspicuous red alert: “The aircraft is not connected to the controller.”
Wang Liyu lowered his head, overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness.