After what happened yesterday, Song Jiaye realized that he had to buy a phone for Li Xiyu. Otherwise, if she got lost, he wouldn't know where to find her.
Song Jiaye wasn't an expert when it came to buying phones. His own phone was from a relatively niche brand in the market. It had a bunch of drawbacks, but its strong suit was excellent confidentiality. However, this phone had a complex operation system, which was obviously not suitable for Li Xiyu.
So, the work - aholic Mr. Song, rarely slacking off during a meeting, started searching for "What phone brands are suitable for girls?"
But he forgot that the computer's screen - mirroring wasn't turned off. As a result, everyone in the meeting room saw it on the big screen.
The secretary coughed a few times, but Song Jiaye was still comparing phone brands on the web page. At this moment, his phone showed that Ming Yuexuan had sent a message.
"Mr. Ultraman!" The person who would say this mustn't be Ming Yuexuan. It seemed that Li Xiyu had borrowed her phone.
Ever since Song Jiaye brought Li Xiyu back, she had given him a nickname: Mr. Ultraman. Song Jiaye had no idea where this nickname came from. But what surprised him more now was how Li Xiyu knew how to send him a message.
"Xiaoxuan taught me. If I get lost in the future, I'll find you here. I'm just trying it out first."
A smile involuntarily crept onto Song Jiaye's face. He replied with a single word: "Okay."
Then he thought it seemed a bit cold. After all, this was Li Xiyu's first time using a phone, so he should encourage her. So he lowered his head and searched through the WeChat emojis for a long time. Finally, he found an emoji of a cute face and sent it.
The secretary couldn't stand it anymore. She found the remote control and turned off the projector. Only then did Song Jiaye realize what had happened. He quickly closed the chat window, coughed lightly, and said, "Since there's nothing else, the meeting is adjourned."
Everyone let out a long sigh of relief. The deputy general manager, who was bolder, pulled Song Jiaye and said, "Mr. Song, I think the latest Apple model is good. It's suitable for girls."
"The Huawei takes great photos," someone else said. After the deputy general manager started, others also chimed in.
"Mr. Song, don't think the phone looks ugly. Just change the phone case and it'll look good."
The people in the meeting now were all the old employees who had followed Song Jiaye since the establishment of the Li Group. Song Jiaye had always been a work - aholic, making everyone in the meeting nervous every time. This awkward incident actually changed their impression of Song Jiaye.
It turned out that the old - fashioned Song Jiaye knew how to please a woman.
Although he seemed like a novice at it.
Actually, they hoped that Mr. Song and Miss Li could reconcile. In the first year when Li's Film and Television was founded, Mr. Song and Miss Li had joined hands to overcome so many difficulties. Looking back, although that first year was tiring, it was something everyone present cherished.
So, everyone started chattering about which phone cases were nice and even pushed a lot of emojis into Song Jiaye's phone. They didn't want him to send some old - fashioned rose - filled emoji meant for the elderly to a girl.
After the meeting, Song Jiaye "gained a lot", but Li Xiyu, the culprit who had made him lose face, disappeared after he sent the cute emoji.
At this moment, Li Xiyu was holding the phone and asking Ming Yuexuan in a puzzled way, "What's this?"
"This is called an emoji," Ming Yuexuan replied impatiently, treating Li Xiyu like a child. "Emojis are generally used to directly express one's mood."
"Does that mean Song Jiaye wants to beat me when he pats my head?" Li Xiyu couldn't figure out why Song Jiaye would want to beat her out of the blue.
Ming Yuexuan leaned over to take a look and almost burst out laughing.
Song Jiaye had actually used such an old - fashioned emoji. There was a hand patting a little figure's head on it, surrounded by a circle of extremely tacky red roses.
This emoji generally meant to comfort someone, but Li Xiyu wasn't wrong. It did look like someone was being beaten.
"Why are you laughing?" Li Xiyu asked curiously.
Thinking of Song Jiaye's fierce look yesterday, the mischievous Ming Yuexuan decided not to explain it to Li Xiyu. She put away her smile, looked very serious, and said, "He is trying to beat you. What's wrong with this Song Jiaye?"
"Exactly."
Li Xiyu, who had just learned how to change WeChat nicknames, immediately changed Song Jiaye's nickname from Mr. Ultraman to Violent Man.
Since Song Jiaye had promised the Li family that he would take Li Tong home in the evening and take Li Xiyu back for dinner, after work, he first went to Xiyu Villa to pick up Li Xiyu. Then the two of them were going to pick up Li Tong from kindergarten and then go directly to the Li family's place.
In the car, Song Jiaye casually handed Li Xiyu a phone box.
Li Xiyu was very curious. "What's this?"
"Open it and you'll know," Song Jiaye said with a cold expression, but his eyes kept stealing glances at her. He watched as Li Xiyu couldn't figure out how to open the phone box. After struggling for a long time, she even tried to use her teeth. He got anxious and snatched the box from her hand. He easily tore off the protective film and opened the box.
Inside the box, there lay a brand - new Apple phone.
Li Xiyu happily picked up the phone. "Wow, I have an iron box too."
"This is not an iron box. It's called a phone," Song Jiaye said in a disgusted tone.
Ming Yuexuan had taught her to play with the phone all day today. Although she didn't understand it very well, she knew basic operations like turning the phone on and off.
But her actions...
Song Jiaye watched as she stretched her index finger tightly and tapped on the phone screen. It didn't look like she was using a phone but rather pressing an elevator button, and pressing very hard at that.
It was quite unseemly.
Song Jiaye took the phone from her speechlessly and helped her set it up.
For a new phone with a new system, a name needed to be entered. Song Jiaye asked her, "Name?"
"Li Xiyu."
"I'm asking for the phone's name."
"Does this iron box have a name?"
Song Jiaye didn't want to explain, so he decided to enter her real name. Li Xiyu watched as he typed "Li Xiyu" and corrected him seriously.
"No, no. It's Li Xiyu."
"What?"
"Xi as in 'The phoenix perches on the parasol tree', Yu as in 'Yu Meiren'. Li Xiyu."
Song Jiaye said, "You said you didn't have a nickname."
He typed in "Li Xiyu" according to her instructions.
"What kind of password do you want to set?"
"Password?"
Seeing Li Xiyu looking so confused, Song Jiaye said, "I'll set it for you."
Without any hesitation, he entered Li Xiyu's birthday. "The password is your birthday."
"Birthday? Do you mean the date of birth?"
"Yes."
"Then it's the fourth day of the seventh lunar month in the Gengsi year."
Hearing this, Song Jiaye turned his head in confusion and looked at Li Xiyu.
"Isn't your birthday on the 18th of August?"