I Accepted It Already Chapter 6

Nathan changed the plan Austin gave him into a more formal style overnight, and held a meeting the next day to discuss the charter, make a budget, and make a contingency plan before showing it to the boss. The boss was Clara Xin, the same age as Nathan, a tall girl, very thin, with long smooth black hair, and an expressionless face. When she walked through the company corridor, she looked like a ghost.

Nathan has known her for many years; they were high school classmates.

He still remembers when she introduced herself on the first day of high school, she stood on the podium and calmly said her name was "Clara". The whole class thought she was a stutterer. Several rude boys behind her kept laughing at her. Nathan witnessed her punching the leading boy with a blank expression, and the boy cried with a nosebleed.

Later they went to the same university, but they were not familiar with each other until they graduated and went looking for jobs, and the total number of sentences they spoke was less than ten.

Then Nathan witnessed her pouring water on the head of a s3xist HR during an interview, and then calmly screwing the cap on the plastic bottle and throwing it into the recycling bin.

"I'm so mad." She said expressionlessly at the time.

Nathan always witnessed her tough moments, so when she finally said she wanted to start a business and invited him to join her, he agreed. For such a tough person, let alone starting a business, even if she was asked to develop a spacecraft to conquer outer space, she could successfully make aliens dance in circles and call her "Mom".

Nathan also asked her why she chose herself as her entrepreneurial partner.

"You are a good person." Clara said.

When the company started a few years ago, they were the only ones working alone. Their workplace was Clara's home, where they worked cross-legged on the floor with their computers on the lazy sofas, and ate takeout three times a day. Just when Nathan thought he would die suddenly from staying up late or eating takeout, one of their tweets finally went viral, and they began to imagine their lives after they became rich.

"I want to support a male college student." Clara said viciously.

So far, she has not realized her ideal in life.

Clara was in her own private office, holding a cup of hot tea, and calmly read the proposal submitted by Nathan. She said, "Very good. An intern, right? What's your name..."

"Austin," Nathan said, "is quite motivated and motivated."

Clara looked up at him and said slowly, "Oh."

"It's incomprehensible." Nathan said.

Clara poured herself some more tea, waved her hand and said impatiently, "Go and work hard. My mortgage depends on you all."

Nathan gave her the middle finger, holding the plan, and hurried out to make arrangements.

To execute this plan, time is very tight. We have to book a flight for Austin to City B. Nathan has other work and can't leave for the time being. Finally, everyone decides that Aria will go with him and help him connect with his colleagues and partners there.

Nathan asked: "What about your dog? Put it in foster care? The company can reimburse you for any related expenses."

Austin stared at Nathan with his puppy dog   eyes and said seriously, "I can drive the dog with me."

Nathan said firmly: "No."

Putting aside whether it is appropriate to bring a dog to do such urgent work, it would take 7 or 8 hours to drive from here to City B without stopping. They cannot waste this time. Austin and Aria have to catch a flight tonight and start working early tomorrow morning, racing against time.

"Think of other ways," Nathan said in a businesslike manner. "If there is really no other way, you can also refuse this task. After all, you are just an intern and have not started anything yet. It is not too late to stop now. If something goes wrong after you start, I will stew you and your dog together."

Austin thought about it seriously and picked at the nails of his right hand with his left hand. Nathan could see that he was very nervous. During the time he knew him, Austin had never had such an expression. In Nathan's mind, Austin had always been the flamboyant young man with golden hair and ears full of metal earrings who ran towards him.

"There is a way." Austin said.

Nathan looked away, looked at the plan in his hand, and said, "Tell me about it."

Austin said, "You can ask your roommate to take care of it for a while. Sunday is also very familiar with him."

roommate?

Nathan's mind flashed with doubt, but he was quickly pushed aside by his work and said, "Okay, then you make the arrangements. I'll go negotiate with Party A."

Austin's nervousness and anxiety just now were swept away, and the familiar dimple appeared on his face again. He whispered to Nathan: "If I finish it, can you treat me to a meal?"

Nathan looked up and looked around. Everyone in the office was busy working. No one was paying attention to them. He said, "Let's eat barbecue. Didn't you not eat enough last time?"

Austin was so happy that he almost jumped up, but he had to suppress his excitement and pretend to be calm.

Nathan was also in a good mood. He said loudly to Rita at the other end of the office: "Contact the department next door to buy plane tickets for them---"

Everything went very smoothly. Aria reported their schedule in the work group. Their flights took off on time and arrived on time. After landing, they went to see the installation that was originally planned to be hung in the exhibition hall. Austin drew a modified sketch and then immediately prepared to make a scaled-down clay model.

Nathan rented a small studio for them in advance, and they worked there. In fact, it was mainly Austin who was doing the work, and Aria was just there to watch the fun and report on the work progress.

Everyone in the work group was watching with great interest. After all, not everyone had ever watched art students from the sculpture department work.

Aria has a strong desire to share, and she quickly posted photos of them pushing a cart to dig mud. The mud they dug was full of all kinds of things, very dirty, and had to be put into a mud mixer for processing. Aria posted a video of her wearing gloves to catch the cylindrical mud bricks spit out from the mud mixer, smiling like a construction worker who was about to go home for the New Year.

Rita added: "It looks like he's taking a Sl*t."

Everyone was silent.

Everyone's mentality is like watching videos of washing carpets, cleaning horse hooves, and fishing. They open the work WeChat group every hour to follow the updates. When slacking off is disguised as work, it becomes more justified to do so.

Nathan pretended not to care, but he was actually following the series secretly. Maybe because Austin was too busy with his work, the frequency of his message harassment to Nathan dropped significantly. Nathan could only get a glimpse of Austin's whereabouts from the photos and videos sent by Aria - the photos showed half of Austin's arm covered in mud.

Nathan enlarged the picture and looked at it again and again.

Austin must love sports, as the lines of his arms are particularly beautiful. When he exerts force, slightly raised blue veins spread from his forearm to the back of his hand. The dog tattoo on his arm is particularly cute.

He had big hands, Nathan recalled.

The dry and warm hands sinking into the soft mud should feel ambiguous and sticky.

Others are exhausted from work, but he is engaging in some shameful s3xual fantasies. Nathan can't help but despise himself for being a pervert.

But it's harmless.

Nathan smiled in a good mood, covered his phone and started working.