On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

On the way back, the car was very quiet, so quiet that apart from the occasional female voice of the navigation machine, for a while the only sound was everyone's disordered breathing.

A strange atmosphere enveloped the group until they returned to the city.

It took a lot of time to go back and forth. It was just past noon when we went there, and the sun was already hanging above the treetops when we came back. The dim light dyed the whole sky orange, and only a hint of green remained on the top of the distant mountain.

Chen Qian got out of the car and stared blankly at the distant mountains. In his memory, that was where the Chi family's old house was.

"When will Chi Yuxing be able to come back?" Yu Wangze lit a cigarette and leaned against the front of Chen Tian's car, looking lazy.

Chen Tian glanced at him sideways, as if he was dissatisfied with his action of leaning against the car, but he did not stop him. He just snatched the cigarette box from Yu Wangze's hand and lit one for himself.

Smoke rose in the air, floating upwards. The street lights reached the designated point and suddenly lit up from the beginning to the end of the street, casting several irregular halos on the car paint.

"Who knows? It'll probably take a while, cough cough——"

Chen Tian had quit smoking for a while, maybe a few years if he calculated carefully. He hadn't been exposed to such turbid air in a long time, and he couldn't help but bend over from the choking. After a moment, he continued, "You can't find him."

"Tsk... Can you smoke it? You can't put it out." Yu Wangze frowned and glanced at him, "Don't come to me if you have problems."

"How long have you quit smoking? Why are you still smoking?" Wu Zhefan walked over from the other end, took the cigarette box from Chen Tian's hand, took out a cigarette and handed it to Yu Wangze. After waiting for the lighter to make a click sound at the other's fingertips, he held the red star cigarette in his mouth and took a deep breath.

Wu Zhefan raised his head and exhaled, then looked at Chen Qian: "Xiao Qian, do you smoke?"

Chen Qian walked to the position against the wind and shook his head, "I don't have this habit."

"You don't have that habit? I'm really curious how you managed to survive abroad," Wu Zhefan said with a faint smile. "You don't smoke, and you don't drink much. Is there some stimulating activity that relieves your stress?"

"It's really stressful, but I don't like hurting my body."

"I don't like hurting my body..." Yu Wangze's tone was a little melancholy, but he soon laughed again, "It's a pity that the brothers can't be as healthy as you, but it's still okay to recommend it to you, Brother Yu."

"Muay Thai, judo, free fighting and the like." Chen Qian said seriously.

But after he finished speaking, no one answered for a long time.

After a moment, Wu Zhefan nudged Chen Tian with his elbow, his face full of gloating. "Hey, my brother's hobby is making coffee, and I can drink a couple of cups every now and then. But your brother's hobby... how can you put it into practice?"

"Chen Tian, ​​you should learn to be more careful with your words and actions sometimes, and don't show off your skills in front of our Xiao Qian." After saying that, Yu Wangze winked at Chen Qian, "Remember, Brother Yu will stand by you in big and small matters."

"Stop stirring up trouble here, you two." Chen Tian kicked their calves with the tip of his shoe with a bad look on his face.

The sky extends from dusk when the sun sets over the mountains to midnight when the moonlight is as bright as water.

Five hours had passed since I separated from Chi Yuxing, and there was still no new news. However, the atmosphere on the first floor of the bar was at its highest point of the day.

Waves of DJ drum beats followed by melody floated into the closed door of the box.

Wu Zhefan lay on the sofa bored, playing with his phone until he felt sleepy. After a few minutes, he really fell asleep.

Chen Tian barely found a relatively secluded spot in the box and talked on the phone with his assistant for over an hour without stopping. He kept chattering on and on, from the report on the completion of the old project to the start of the new project. Chen Tian looked tired and pinched his nose.

Chen Qian became curious when he saw this situation.

It is hard to find someone in this world who loves work more than Chen Tian, ​​is more dedicated than Chen Tian, ​​and can make Chen Tian tired by reporting his work.

If it really exists, it would be a surprise, a surprise attack, a miracle sent by God, and it would be effortless to go on the market.

Chen Qian was very curious about this. For a moment, he couldn't imagine who could compete with Chen Tian in terms of career ambition.

So he leaned over and tilted his head and asked, "Who is it that's so powerful?"

Hearing Chen Qian's voice, Chen Tian turned around.

He closed his eyes, a look of deep thought. After a few seconds, he shook his head slightly and mouthed three words. Then he quickly returned to the call, his face serious, with occasional "yeah," "okay," and "good," echoing the person on the other end.

Chen Qian didn't understand the fleeting lip movement, so he tried to replicate it several times by whispering his lips, and finally came up with an answer that surprised him - Lin Xixi.

"Huh——" Chen Qian couldn't help but take a breath and quietly retreated back into the door.

After waiting for more than two hours, it was almost time for everyone to go home and sleep in their own beds, but Chi Yuxing was still silent and there was no news.

Wu Zhefan woke up from a nap, rubbed his sleepy eyes sleepily, his head was dizzy, and he sat on the sofa in a daze.

Yu Wangze was speechless when he saw that he hadn't woken up for a long time. He simply shifted his gaze and turned to Chen Qian with concern: "Xiao Qian, do you want to have a midnight snack?"

"Midnight snack?" Wu Zhefan wasn't fully awake, but his ears were on autopilot, automatically triggering when they caught the key words. "Midnight snack so soon?"

"..."

"..."

Although Yu Wangze really didn't want to pay attention to Wu Zhefan, for Chen Qian's sake, the waiter brought in midnight snacks on a cart shortly afterwards, filling the large coffee table in the private room.

Chen Qian glanced at Chen Tian, ​​who had just been listening on the phone, but now not only had the call not ended but was also connected to the video conference, and observed a few seconds of silence for him. Then he picked up the chopsticks, held the small bowl, and started eating the so-called signature boiled food.

"It's delicious, isn't it!" Yu Wangze said with pride, "I found this chef from Sichuan."

"Delicious!" Chen Qian nodded repeatedly, eating one bite after another, unable to stop at all.

The fragrance was as good as the pot of boiled pork slices made by the Chinese restaurant owner when he had no food to eat in Denmark.

"Your chef is about to retire, so you have to show him my business card." Wu Zhefan ate politely but not slowly. Halfway through his meal, he took out his business card from somewhere on his body, threw it towards Yu Wangze, and quickly picked up the chopsticks.