Surprise! Whose little green tea is 1.9 meters tall?

The sudden sound of the door opening interrupted the conversation in the reception room. Facing a group of powerful people, Chi Yu sat down in the main seat without hesitation.

"I had something urgent to do. I'm sorry for the delay."

He said sorry, but there was no apology on Chi Yu's face.

His condescending look instantly brought the stiff and unpleasant atmosphere to a freezing point.

"Mr. Chi is a very busy man. We little people can't compare to him."

The person who spoke was a man with dyed white hair in the corner. He was very young, looked less than 20 years old, and had a nonchalant look.

But the person who was brought by Gong Shimu as a bargaining chip today must be no ordinary person.

Chi Yu glanced at him quickly, his gaze fixed on the man's palm and eyes, then turned to look at Gong Shimu.

"I'll be frank. I won't help you."

After being rejected, Gong Shimu didn't react at all, as if he had anticipated this situation.

"Mr. Chi, it's too early to speak. If you really don't want to help, I won't even be able to see you today."

He waved towards the corner, and the white-haired man was reluctant, but still moved over angrily.

"Let me introduce you to Qi Yuan. He's Qinghe's apprentice, I think. I recognized him when he came to Yunsheng's technical department to provide guidance. He's been telling me lately that he wants to see the master. I happened to be free today, so I brought him here."

Upon hearing this, Chi Yu paused in his tea-making movements. Although he quickly returned to normal, he was still caught by Gong Shimu.

He leaned back in his chair and said meaningfully, "Boss Chi, are you still interested in continuing the conversation?"

Chi Yu didn't say anything and placed the freshly brewed teacup on the tea table opposite.

Gong Shimu raised his eyebrows and said to the people behind him, "You guys go out first. I want to talk to Mr. Chi alone."

Qi Yuan snorted, muttered "too many things to do", and staggered out the door.

As soon as I went out, the group of leaders in their forties and fifties around me started chatting with each other, either talking about urban planning or discussing the recent strange economic situation.

Qi Yuan couldn't fit in and fell asleep on the sofa out of boredom, only opening his eyes from time to time to glance at the reception room.

I don't know what they talked about, and I don't care.

He just wanted to come and see Chi Qinghe and return the things to him.

Thinking about it, he reached into his pocket, made sure the square box was still there, then closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

In his dream, he returned to the scene four months ago when Chi Qinghe Zhengzhong handed the box to him.

"Xiao Qi, if one day Gong Shimu asks to take you to meet my father, please be sure to bring this with you."

He opened the box and frowned when he saw what was inside.

I thought it was a USB flash drive with the words "Ultra-Great Weapon of the Universe" written on it.

Is not fun.

But since his young master was good-looking, he agreed.

"Okay, any other requests?"

Chi Qinghe smiled, touched his head, and said incoherently, "If I fail, don't blame him... He didn't mean it..."

He was very confused. "Blame? Who should I blame?"

Chi Qinghe was silent for a long time at that time. He could not remember the other person's expression clearly. It was very complicated.

Relieved, confused, reluctant, sad...

In short, he felt like he had no future, and the facts were exactly as he expected.

Although Yun Sheng tried his best to prevent the spread of information, he still found out secretly.

His master fell into the water and disappeared...

Recommended by Gong Huasui.

Only then did he understand who his master was referring to when he said "don't blame him".

He really wanted to kill Gong Huasui, but his master said no.

There was no other way, he could only turn a blind eye and hide in Yunsheng, secretly adding bugs to the main system every day, causing trouble for the Gong family...

When I woke up again, it was dark outside and so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Qi Yuan supported his aching neck and slowly sat up from the sofa. The blanket on his body slipped off and piled thickly on his waist.

"Who is so kind?"

He rubbed the blanket; it was made of very comfortable fabric, much nicer than the one in his office.

like.

At this time, footsteps were heard from behind, and a kind person asked patiently.

"Are you hungry? I'll take you to eat."

Qi Yuan looked around and found that he and Chi Yu were probably the only two people left in the entire office building.

"Where did they go?"

Chi Yu put on his coat, rarely having the heart to entertain the child, "They sold you to me, where did you go?"

Qi Yuan frowned, "Sell?"

"Ah."

Qi Yuan let out a "K" and all the sleepiness in his head disappeared. He took out his phone and planned to send Gong Shimu a wave of beautiful "blessings".

"Hey! Where are you?"

Gong Shimu on the other end of the phone seemed to be in a good mood, "Xiao Qi, work hard for Mr. Chi in the future, your treatment will not be worse than Yun Sheng's."

Qi Yuan gnashed his teeth and said, "You sold me out?!"

Gong Shimu acted awkwardly, as if sending this mischievous child away was a very sad thing for him.

"You know, I've been having a hard time lately, Xiao Qi. I just don't want to get you into trouble..."

"Bullshit! Unscrupulous Zhou Baopi, get out of here!"

After Qi Yuan finished yelling angrily into the phone, he found that Chi Yu was still waiting for him. He curled his lips and had no respect for this future boss.

"What are you looking at!"

Chi Yu was as good-tempered as ever. He said, "Let's go," and turned to walk towards the elevator.

Qi Yuan held the phone in his hand, looked at the off screen, then looked at Chi Yu who was walking further and further away, gritted his teeth, and followed him.

"Ding--"

The elevator door opens.

Qi Yuan quickened his pace and finally got into the elevator before the door closed.

As soon as he came in, he set rules for Chi Yu.

"Let me make it clear first, don't impose the company's 9-to-4 attendance system on me. I can't get up, so I'm only suited to working at night."

Chi Yu neither agreed nor refused, "Staying up late is bad for your health."

After saying that, his eyes fell on Qi Yuan's messy white hair and he frowned slightly.

Qi Yuan hated people staring at his hair the most. He said unhappily, "Uncle, just look at my hair. Do you understand fashion? And my hair is dyed, not from staying up late!"

"Dyeing your hair is good..."

"Okay, okay, I know what you're going to say. I'm awesome, and my body is tough, you know?"

Qi Yuan waved his hands impatiently.

"I'm starting to wonder if you're Chi Qinghe's dad. He praised my hair color so many times!"

Chi Yu didn't respond, but just stared at Qi Yuan's hair for a longer time...

After taking Qi Yuan to have a hearty meal, he asked the driver to take him home, and he returned to the scrap yard alone.

This place is now going to be redeveloped, and cranes, piles of cement and bricks surround this dilapidated wasteland.

He stood on the Broken Love Bridge. On one side were the bustling restaurants and convenience stores, and on the other side were dark and cold steel and concrete, cut neatly by the muddy water beneath his feet.

The scrap yard was still the same as before. He walked to the pile of stones beside the door, dug out a brick, and found the key.

He hadn't been back for a long time, and a thin layer of dust had settled on the glass cabinets and empty shelves. The dust flying in the air was also very polite. Seeing Chi Yu open the door, he seized the opportunity to squeeze out.

Chi Yu choked a few times, his eyes turned red and uncomfortable, but he still walked in.

He took off his expensive coat, rolled up his black shirt at his wrists, found a rag and a basin of water, and started cleaning silently.

When 4011 saw the brightly lit scrapyard from afar, he became visibly excited. [Host, host! You're finally back... Hey...]

"I'm back." Chi Yu raised his right arm and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Seeing that 4011 was frightened, he wanted to slip away quietly.

Chi Yu glanced at him indifferently.

4011 immediately stopped moving and came over, rubbing his matchstick-like hands together.

[Um... do you need help? ]

"Sit there and play for a while."

Although 4011 was puzzled, he still found a small corner and squatted down quietly.

That posture looked like a petty thief in the detention center.

It’s a pity that it doesn’t look like a human. A small glowing potato chip squats there like a prisoner, which looks a bit funny no matter how you look at it.

Chi Yu picked up the basin of water that had turned black from washing and walked out. When he came back, he had almost cleaned himself up and felt a little cleaner.

He moved a small stool and sat at the door.

4011 Only the crisp sound of a cigarette being lit was heard, and the clean night sky was suddenly covered with a thin veil.

When did Uncle Chi start smoking?

4011 was confused and moved forward reluctantly, saying sorry several times at the beginning.

"I know you didn't find it. Don't be afraid. Just sit down."

Chi Yu pinched the cigarette holder, took a deep puff, and patted another small plastic stool beside him with his left hand.

4011 didn't dare sit down. Its two small hands were tangled and tangled. It whispered, "Aren't you going to scold me... I made the host disappear..."

Chi Yu pulled the corner of his lips and said softly.

"If I scold you, will Qinghe come back?"