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In the afternoon, because Fang Yuan was there, they were all relatively restrained.

The discussions also lacked the flushed faces from before.

Everyone became more gentle.

Cheng Ye had other matters and left first. Fang Yuan found an empty seat and sat down.

Everyone on this floor was busy, and he felt embarrassed just sitting there idly.

After all, the end of the year was approaching, and today should be their last day of work this year.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, everyone began to pack up their belongings, checking if any power cords were unplugged at their workstations, or if there were any other potential hazards.

The annual leave totaled 12 days, 5 days more than the statutory seven-day holiday.

This was more friendly to employees whose homes were far from Jingdu.

If there were only seven days off, plus the time spent traveling back and forth, how much time would these employees have left to reunite with their families at home?

This was also one of the ways Fang's father took care of these employees who could share hardships with him.

Fang Yuan didn't see Fang's father all afternoon. According to Xiao Wang from the secretariat, Fang's father was busy with the annual meeting tomorrow.

The location of the annual meeting was not in the company, but in the hotel next door.

Fang's father, along with colleagues from the administrative department and human resources, arrived here in advance to prepare some related matters.

Helpless, Fang Yuan stayed at the vacant workstation until 6:30 in the evening before Fang's father slowly walked in.

The receptionist had already reported Fang Yuan's arrival at the company to Fang's father. After finishing the work at hand, Fang's father returned to the company and saw Fang Yuan, who was bored there.

"Hey! What are you thinking about?" Fang's father saw Fang Yuan, who was distracted, and walked up to him and asked.

"Ah? Nothing?" Fang Yuan came back to his senses and replied faintly, looking at Fang's father.

"Alright, alright, let's go, I'll take you to eat something delicious!" Fang's father knew that Fang Yuan had been sitting here all afternoon and should be starving by now.

After speaking, without giving Fang Yuan a chance to speak, he grabbed Fang Yuan's hand and walked outside.

Walking out of the company's gate, Fang's father led him towards the dormitory.

So the so-called feast was the dinner made by Fang's mother!

Anyway, that's not wrong. The food made by Fang's mother can indeed be called a feast.

At least in Fang Yuan's eyes, it was a well-deserved feast.

Fang's mother returned to the dormitory at 4 o'clock in the afternoon to prepare dinner.

After all, it was not easy for her son to come back, so how could Fang's mother let him eat out for dinner?

After a hearty meal, Fang Yuan lay on the bed, recalling what he had seen and heard today in his mind.

In comparison, the just-started university life seemed so beautiful.

Freedom, romance, and being able to do everything for one's ideals.

This was the label of university life. Fang Yuan suddenly didn't want to leave the campus.

He wanted to continue to enrich himself, bachelor's, master's, doctoral, until there was nothing left to read.

At that time, he would stay in the school and pass on his knowledge to others.

After all, the scientific research environment in the school was much better than outside.

Everything he experienced in Fang's father's company made him more firm in this belief.

After all, he was now well-fed and had no pressure to bear.

Then he might as well choose a way of life that he liked better.

Nothing happened overnight.

The next day, Fang's mother woke him up early.

Fang's father had already left, and it was said that he was preparing a surprise for the employees at the annual meeting.

After a hasty breakfast, Fang's mother took Fang Yuan to the hotel where the annual meeting was held.

At this time, there was no one here yet. Fang Yuan raised his wrist and glanced at the time. It was not yet 8 o'clock.

Leaving Fang Yuan alone here, Fang's mother went to assist them in arranging the venue.

In fact, there was nothing to arrange, but to place some items. The rest had been completed yesterday.

Fang Yuan looked around and did not find his father's figure.

He was a little puzzled. Why hadn't his father, who had left so early, arrived here yet?

Without giving him too much time to wonder, the number of people in the hall gradually increased.

First, Cheng Ye and other company executives, and then the employees living in the staff dormitory. The hall began to become lively.

Two or three people formed a group and began to chat about everything under the sun.

Especially those technical personnel, who usually didn't have too many opportunities to communicate during work.

Today, they revealed their true colors, and each of them turned on the chatterbox mode.

From games to digital, from company to life, everything was included.

Fang Yuan sat in the front row by the side, with Cheng Ye sitting next to him.

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Today's host was Cheng Ye. Sitting under the stage, he was a little nervous now.

In his forty years of life, it was the first time he had made a cameo appearance as a host!

Let him hold meetings for everyone present and give technical lectures. He wouldn't be nervous at all.

But today was different. The change of identity made Cheng Ye feel at a loss.

Taking a few deep breaths in his seat, Cheng Ye turned his head and said to Fang Yuan beside him.

"Xiao Yuan, your dad has really gone all out today. Open your eyes wide later and don't miss the good show!"

Hearing Cheng Ye's teasing, Fang Yuan scratched his head in confusion.

"Ah?"

Seeing Fang Yuan's puzzled expression, Cheng Ye knew that Fang's father had not told Fang Yuan about the "program" arranged today.

He smiled mysteriously. Seeing that Fang Yuan didn't know what to say to him, he lowered his head again and looked at the manuscript in his hand.

As the company's second-in-command, Cheng Ye had no intention of making a fool of himself in front of so many colleagues.

Since learning that he was the host, he had been inseparable from the manuscript.

Fang Yuan noticed this when he saw him yesterday.

At that time, he didn't know what Cheng Ye was holding in his hand.

Not to mention this matter, the annual meeting was about to begin.

At 9 o'clock, the annual meeting officially began, but Fang Yuan still couldn't find Fang's father's figure.

Cheng Ye came to the stage to host, using passionate words to awaken the enthusiasm of the employees who had not yet woken up.

This year's annual meeting was different from every year. All the programs were performed by the company's employees.

Although the level was not too high, it allowed all employees to participate.

Fang Yuan felt it was very boring, but when he turned his head and saw the smiles on the faces of the employees behind him.

He felt that maybe it was because he didn't understand it!

When he turned his head, he saw Fang's father walking in, followed by four employees carrying a large box.

Behind them were two security guards, also holding guns.

It was like the security guards of a bank's money transport vehicle.

Fang's father signaled them to move these boxes behind the stage, and he also followed.

The program performance on the stage was over! Cheng Ye came to the stage again, his tone becoming excited.

"Next, let us welcome President Cheng. What surprises will he bring us? Let us wait and see!" As soon as he finished speaking, Fang's father walked onto the stage amidst warm applause.

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