NABC Chapter 14 You're Like a Robot
Chapter 14 You're Like a Robot
Zhu Ziqing sat at her desk, her brows slightly furrowed, deep in thought.
Lin Dan walked over and patted her on the shoulder: "Ziqing, do you think the president will go? Should we place a bet?"
Zhu Ziqing pondered for a moment and then slowly said, "I think President Tan might participate."
Think about it, even though he usually seems very serious.
But these kinds of company activities are very meaningful for team cohesion, and he probably wouldn't overlook them.
Moreover, he'll definitely be very happy about this successful bid, and might even come to celebrate with everyone.
Lin Dan's eyes lit up: "You're right, let's bet on the president to attend too."
Therefore, Zhu Ziqing, Lin Dan, and others bet that Tan Haoyu would participate in the event.
Their eyes shone with anticipation, as if they could already see the dawn of victory in the contest.
That afternoon, Zhu Ziqing was busy with work.
Suddenly my phone rang.
It was Tan Haoyu calling: "I'm back from my business trip."
"Oh, okay, when will you get home?" Zhu Ziqing asked.
"I'll be home around 7 o'clock," Tan Haoyu said before hanging up the phone.
After getting off work, Zhu Ziqing rushed home.
I started by going to the supermarket to prepare ingredients and some daily necessities for the trip, in preparation for the next day's trip to Jinquan Mountain Villa.
Around 19:00 PM, Tan Haoyu returned.
He walked into the house, looking somewhat tired.
Zhu Ziqing poked her head out from the kitchen: "You're back! You must be tired. Go wash your hands and get ready for dinner."
The atmosphere at the dinner table was somewhat awkward.
Tan Haoyu ate his meal silently without saying a word.
Zhu Ziqing didn't know what to say, but occasionally she would steal a glance at Tan Haoyu.
The light shone on the dining table, but it seemed unable to dispel the subtle, oppressive atmosphere between the two.
After a while, Zhu Ziqing hesitated for a moment, but still mustered up the courage to break the silence: "Um... the company is organizing a two-day trip to Jinquan Mountain Villa, would you like to participate?"
Tan Haoyu put down his cutlery, frowned slightly, and said in a flat tone, "This kind of activity is meaningless, I'm not interested."
His eyes remained completely still, like a bottomless lake.
Upon hearing this, Zhu Ziqing felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over her, and a wave of disappointment washed over her.
She had originally hoped that Tan Haoyu would participate.
It wasn't just for the atmosphere of the event, but also because of the thousand yuan I had bet.
She bit her lip, said nothing more, and silently lowered her head to continue eating, but she had no appetite at all.
Inside the restaurant, the bright chandelier cast a soft light, illuminating Zhu Ziqing's somewhat pale face.
Tan Haoyu glanced up and saw the undisguised disappointment in Zhu Ziqing's eyes.
He frowned slightly, a thought flashing through his mind.
Tan Haoyu raised an eyebrow, thinking to himself, "She seems to really want me to go."
Hmph, this little woman, she usually seems so strong, I didn't expect her to care so much about this event.
"Fine, since that's how she feels, as her husband, I'll make time to go see her, just to avoid upsetting her."
A fleeting hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, but it quickly returned to its usual coldness.
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The next morning, Zhu Ziqing slowly woke up from her sleep, urged by the alarm clock.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes, stretched, and felt full of energy.
She tiptoed into her slippers and headed for the bathroom.
Her toiletries were neatly arranged on the washstand.
She turned on the tap, and the cool water splashed on her face, instantly waking her up.
She looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes revealing an anticipation for the new day.
After washing up, she went to the wardrobe and picked out what to wear that day.
She took out a simple dress, held it up against herself, and nodded in satisfaction.
Then, she stepped out of her bedroom, ready to greet the new day.
Zhu Ziqing got up quietly, thinking that she was already early enough.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped out of the bedroom, I saw Tan Haoyu already sitting by the window.
He was holding a financial newspaper and reading it quietly.
Although she and Tan Haoyu lived together, their lifestyles were like two streams flowing in different directions.
Tan Haoyu's daily routine is like a precise clock, so regular every day.
He always wakes up at the same time every morning.
Then quickly wash up and put on clean clothes.
He seemed to have a strong interest in financial news.
He would set aside time each day to read the newspaper, as if it were a window through which he could understand the world.
His clothes were always neat and appropriate.
Today I'm wearing a pristine white casual outfit, every fold perfectly placed.
The sunlight shone on him, as if gilding him with a golden halo, adding a touch of warmth to his whole being.
His long, slender legs were casually crossed, and his posture was as elegant as that of a nobleman.
Every line exudes an artistic beauty.
Zhu Ziqing looked at Tan Haoyu and muttered to herself, "This guy is really strange. He's so disciplined every day, like a robot."
Zhu Ziqing stood there, staring intently at Tan Haoyu, her heart pounding like a deer.
Unable to contain her curiosity any longer, she whispered to Tan Haoyu, "Tan Haoyu, don't you get bored doing this every day? Your lifestyle is really not like that of a young person."
Tan Haoyu slightly raised his head and glanced at her.
Then he continued reading the newspaper and said casually, "This is my habit. A regular life allows me to work more efficiently."
Zhu Ziqing walked over to him, sat down, and continued, "But, isn't this kind of life so monotonous? Haven't you ever thought about changing things up occasionally? Like sleeping in late, or not reading the newspaper, and doing something else interesting."
Tan Haoyu frowned: "I don't like change, this lifestyle suits me."
Zhu Ziqing stared at him, thinking, "This guy is really stubborn. But I'm really curious about his lifestyle; what makes him able to stick to it all this time?"
Tan Haoyu was engrossed in reading the newspaper when he suddenly felt a burning gaze fall upon him.
He didn't need to look up to know that Zhu Ziqing was staring at him.
Actually, he didn't dislike Zhu Ziqing's gaze.
He'd seen plenty of those infatuated looks.
But there was something different in Zhu Ziqing's eyes that made him not dislike her.
A slight smile played on his lips as he thought to himself, "What is this little woman looking at now?"
But he didn't show it, calmly looking at the newspaper, only his ears twitched slightly, as if waiting for Zhu Ziqing's next move.
Zhu Ziqing was completely unaware that Tan Haoyu already knew she was looking at him, and was still brazenly scrutinizing him with eyes full of curiosity and inquiry.
Zhu Ziqing just kept staring at Tan Haoyu, lost in her own thoughts.
The absurd scene that even came to mind was Tan Haoyu being placed on an auction stage like a work of art, with people bidding against each other for him.