The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

She rushed to the bed and pulled the quilt to cover herself completely.

Looking at her movements, Beichen Yuqing couldn't help but chuckled, took the water glass again, and after drinking what she poured out, she turned her gaze back to the computer to continue processing the documents.

And in the lower right corner of the computer, an icon with an iris flower keeps flashing.

This is the internal social software of the Beichen family. This software is similar to other social software, such as chat and office, etc. In addition, there is also an encyclopedia search of the Beichen family, such as genealogy that outsiders cannot find, family rules and precepts, and the establishment of the Beichen consortium. etc., and some family secrets.

The Beichen family is a century-old family, with a total of more than 100 direct descendants. There is a large group. Of course, Beichen Yuqing is not in the large group. It should be said that he has no group.

There is only one person on the friend list on the software, the child left by his deceased cousin, that is, his nephew, named Bei Chenyi.

In order for him to join him, Bei Chenyi tortured him for three years.

Beichen Yuqing seldom logs in to the software, but as long as he logs in, Beichenyi will definitely come to bother him, but Beichenyi doesn't dare to say anything, mainly because he is afraid of him.

Usually, Bei Chenyi would not say anything after he had told the important things.

Usually he would not click on the messages from Bei Chenyi, but now he is in a good mood.

Kuang Lang: Uncle, let me tell you, another side branch has become restless, with small movements one after another.

Kuang Lang is Bei Chenyi's online name, and twelve minutes have passed since Bei Chenyi sent the message.

Beichen Yuqing swept it over, and typed a word on the keyboard with her fingers.

Beichen Yuqing: Yes.

Kuanglang replied in seconds:? ? ?

Kuang Lang: Uncle, is that you?

Kuang Lang: Uncle, you actually replied to my message!

Kuang Lang: This is the first time you reply to my message!

Bei Chenyuqing squinted, he didn't know this, for Bei Chenyi, he didn't hate him, but he didn't like him that much either.

Beichen Yuqing: Noisy.

Seeing the news from his uncle, Bei Chenyi felt a chill down his spine for an instant, as if there were a pair of invisible eyes staring at him from behind, and he went offline non-stop.

Seeing that he was offline, Beichen Yuqing went back to processing the documents.

It wasn't until one o'clock in the morning that he finished his work, took a casual shower, got into bed and fell asleep hugging the little woman who had already fallen asleep.

*

Xiao Chuchu was indeed dreaming.

A lit computer with green numbers constantly jumping, and a pair of slender hands quickly operating on the keyboard.

After 1 minute, the finger stopped, and the rest of the computer screen displayed a download amount, 20.00%, [-]%...

After [-]%, those hands were typing on the keyboard again.

First, I exited the current page, and then opened another software in a blink of an eye. The icon was a circle with a letter 'x' in the middle.

The mouse clicked on the only group inside, and with the keyboard tapping in the dialog box, a string of text appeared on it.

x: The task I just received is completed, and I will be away for a while, so I will not continue to accept tasks. Every time I complete an order, my head hurts. As for how soon I will come back, it is to be determined!

Just after sending the message, there was no reply in the group.

In about a few seconds...

Ash: Are you kidding me?

Eighteen idlers: I know every word, but I don’t understand the combination.

x: No kidding, I'm serious, there are other things to do later.

The group was silent again.

Ash: Just think about it.

Mad Wave:! ! !

Kuanglang: I'm 1 minute late, what news did I miss!

Kuang Lang: Boss, what should we do with our God Beast Alliance after you left t_t

x: ...

x: I didn't leave, I just left temporarily.

Kuang Lang: Then if I want to find you, how should I find you?

Kuang Lang: Or, send me your private phone number, or tell me where you are, and I will find you.

x: ...