On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

"Now? Do you need me to have a small meeting with you?" Chen Qian avoided the dense crowd before answering Zhong Yi's call.

"Today will do. The deadline is the day after tomorrow, and the manuscript will be out tomorrow." Zhong Yi's tone was flat and emotionless, a bit like a human-machine, and he spoke in a very formal manner.

Chen Qian was thinking about the time arrangement. He glanced at Yu Wangxi, who was taking pictures of the sculpture, jumping up and down without getting tired, and said, "What do you think about dinner time? I think I'll go there with my friend."

"can."

The brief call consisted of only a few words and ended quickly.

On the other side, Yu Wangxi also seemed satisfied with the photo shoot. He started walking towards Chen Qian's position while looking at his phone.

"Chen Qian, let's go a little deeper and take a look." Yu Wangxi looked up from his phone and turned his wrist, pointing the phone screen towards Chen Qian: "There's also the Princess and the Pea mattress inside, which is even more layered than a thousand layers!"

Not long after walking inside, the two saw a tall mattress "tower" in the distance. It was the same as what they had just seen on Yu Wangxi's mobile phone, except that the stack of mattresses that could be seen at a glance in the picture appeared much larger when viewed with the naked eye.

"This looks very high." Chen Qian tilted his head slightly.

"It looks very soft. If I use it to sleep, can I sink into it?" Yu Wangxi's cell phone flash light flashed.

……

"Hello, Zhongyi." Zhongyi's opening remarks were still concise and sharp, sounding not very human. He nodded almost imperceptibly, his eyes lightly falling on Yu Wangxi, and then quickly swept away.

"Oh, hello. I'm Yu Wangxi." Yu Wangxi's usually enthusiastic personality also met with a cold reception from someone like Zhong Yi. After giving a stiff and not optimistic smile, he quickly turned his eyes to Chen Qian for help.

Two pairs of eyes met in the air.

Ah, the atmosphere is a bit awkward.

"Um...hahaha, squad leader, Zhong Yi is usually like this, rather...indifferent, yes! Rather indifferent." Chen Qian sat between the two of them, sizing them up and trying his best to smooth things over. "Well, let's order first. What would you like to eat, squad leader?"

Not to mention Zhong Yi, he has been living like a god for the past ten years, oblivious to what is happening outside the window. Recently, he has become even more arrogant and doesn't care about anything.

But it was the first time he saw Yu Wangxi, who always wanted to make the whole audience excited, being so shy.

In fact, Yu Wangxi had already heard Chen Qian briefly introduce Zhong Yi on the way here, and he had a certain impression of this person.

Some say he was a freelance writer, Chen Qian's part-time partner and mentor, and he was also told specifically that Zhong Yiren was not a bad person, he just didn't like socializing very much.

But when he actually sat down face to face with Zhong Yi, he felt that his understanding was still insufficient, and even contained some nonsense. This person was really difficult to approach. He looked cold and his words were frighteningly cold.

Yu Wangxi looked at the person opposite him and complained in his heart: If it weren't for his decent face, he would look like a zombie. The warmest part of this guy is probably his hair.

He really wondered if Chen Qian had been bewitched, or if the fledgling photographer had put too much of a filter on the veterans who had been deeply involved in the industry.

Zhongyi’s recipes are simple, and this is his regular restaurant, so orders come quickly.

But the situation for Chen Qian and Yu Wangxi was a little different. Chen Qian needed to help Yu Wangxi translate the Danish menu first and then relay it to the waiter, which took some time.

While waiting for the food to be served, Zhong Yi did not waste time and took the initiative to discuss with Chen Qianxian the work problems he wanted to solve today.

One is steady and taciturn, the other is young and has a brainstorming style. The two of them had a pretty harmonious chat about work.

The content of the conversation was very literary and covered a wide range of topics, from geographical knowledge to the humanistic environment. However, most of these knowledge points came from Zhong Yi, and Chen Qian only put forward his own opinions on certain points.

They all speak Chinese, but each word together is so profound.

Yu Wangxi didn't understand and couldn't say a word.

He was just confused and grabbed the bread and lemonade that was served first.

It doesn't matter whether he understands it or not, he was born to be a idle rich boy and rely on his brother for support.

By the time the hot dishes were served, Zhong Yi and Chen Qian's conversation had basically come to an end.

Thanks to Chen Qian's efforts and Yu Wangxi's inherent super e-person physique, the meal was not too lonely. It was just that Zhong Yi adhered to the good tradition of not talking while eating and didn't respond much, which sometimes made it look like a crosstalk.

……

When Chen Qian returned home in the evening, he followed Yu Wangxi into the house. As they were changing their shoes and raising their feet, the phone rang in the blink of an eye.

Chen Qian picked it up and saw the incoming call message, feeling a little surprised.

He shook his phone at Yu Wangxi, indicating that he was going to answer the call, and went straight to the balcony.

"Hey, Sun Cheng, what's wrong?" Chen Qian paid attention to Yu Wangxi's movements in the room and spoke in a lowered voice.

"Did Wangxi go to Denmark to find you?" Sun Cheng asked anxiously when he heard his voice.

"Why do you think so? Did he post something on his social media platform?" Chen Qian's words were ambiguous. He had no intention of getting involved in this matter and just wanted to get himself out of it.

The relationship between the two people has changed suddenly. How they continue to get along is their own business, but now it's a situation where you are running away and he is chasing you. It's not a good thing for anyone who accidentally gets involved.

Saying a few more words or doing one more thing could become an important influencing factor. Chen Qianke doesn't think he can bear such a heavy responsibility, and it is enough to be a basic friend.

Besides, his current position is no different from the piece of meat in a sandwich. If he gets involved, he can be a peacemaker if he plays it well, or the fuse if he plays it badly.

If you accidentally become a spy, undercover, or a messenger, that would be really bad.

"Yes... He really didn't come to see you? I saw the photos he posted on Instagram. He went to the Hans Christian Andersen Museum today." Sun Cheng's words sounded a little doubtful.

Everyone knew where Chen Qian was, and Sun Cheng could guess that the probability of the two of them living in the same city but not meeting each other was actually very small.

"Really? I didn't even know he'd sent it. When did he come to Denmark?" Chen Qian was silent for a moment. It was so obvious, so what was there to ask? He continued to think carefully before speaking, "You know he's in Odense now, so are you going to come look for him?"

"I don't know. He doesn't seem to want to see me. Let me see." Sun Cheng's voice suddenly became much lower, as if he was muffled by the quilt. "He might be quite disappointed in me, otherwise he wouldn't have traveled so far in such a rage..."

What a complicated feeling it is.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Qian did not go into the house. He was enjoying the breeze on the balcony, thinking over Sun Cheng's words over and over again.

Why did he feel that Yu Wangxi was going to succeed?