On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

Coming out wrapped in a bathrobe, Chen Qian threw himself onto the spacious and soft bed with little energy. He grabbed the phone that had been turned off last night and had just been charged and turned it on silently.

All the missed message reminders popped up at once, vying to tell him what happened during the time when his phone was turned off.

Chen Qian checked the messages he had missed one by one in several group chats and messages, reading and replying at the same time. By the time he finished this tedious review process, dozens of minutes had passed.

He was just about to get up and change his bathrobe, and go downstairs to see if he could still make it for breakfast, when he heard a melodious music coming from his room - it was the hotel's unified doorbell that Yu Wangze, a high-class person, had personally selected, and the tune was Richard Clayderman's "Starry Night".

Chen Qian's bathrobe was only half taken off when he shouted, "Wait a minute, right away."

His hands moved more quickly, quickly putting on and taking off clothes.

He was very efficient in changing clothes, a skill he acquired when he was in a hurry on business trips. So when he stood at the door in neat clothes, the doorbell music had just stopped.

He opened the door and standing outside was Chen Tian.

Chen Tian woke up very early and looked much more respectable than Chen Qian. He changed the casual clothes he chose yesterday for convenience into his usual weekday outfit and wore a well-ironed suit.

He was typing non-stop on his phone, probably replying to work messages. He was so busy that he didn't even raise his head, but just raised his eyelids to look at Chen Qian.

"You're up." Chen Tian looked a little surprised. He spoke quickly, as if he was in a hurry. "Go downstairs and have breakfast, then go back. I have to go to the company."

"Then I'll come to find you later?" Chen Qian stretched.

"That's fine, you can see for yourself, but even if you don't come, I will call you if there is any news about Chi Yuxing."

"Yeah." Chen Qian saw Chen Tian off and walked downstairs aimlessly.

In the restaurant on the third floor of the hotel, Chen Qian casually picked up a few dishes and sat back in his seat with his plate.

The seat he chose was pretty good, located between the dining table and the entrance. There was a TV hanging on the wall in front of him, playing the morning news.

The hotel is a business hotel. At this time, there are not many people in the restaurant. They are scattered in several corners of the restaurant, all some distance away from Chen Qian.

Chen Qian was looking at the regular-looking news anchor, who was reporting in a clear voice the news about a mudslide caused by heavy rain in a certain place, while chewing a fried egg.

After watching three or four news reports in a row, two dark shadows intertwined and covered the white porcelain plate.

Chen Qian looked up in confusion to see where the shadow came from, and two very similar smiling faces crossed his sight.

The people who came were Yu Wangze and Wu Zhefan.

"Good morning, Brother Zhefan and Brother Yu." Chen Qian greeted with a smile.

"Good morning, Xiao Qian. How is your breakfast? It's not bad, right?" Yu Wangze sat opposite Chen Qian with a smile.

"Not bad." Chen Qian answered casually. He looked down at his plate. There was toast, poached eggs, cherry tomatoes and a small piece of butter in a box. They were all tasteless and nutritious.

"According to his fiancée, Ms. Shi, and relevant police officers, Mr. Chi Mu's whereabouts and safety are currently unknown. This station will continue to follow up on this matter. Please watch the next piece of information..."

"One was lost, and another was lost. What's the difference between the Chi family's trap and that of the ant lion?" Yu Wangze turned his head to look at the TV, sighed and complained.

"There's not much sand, but there are a lot of trees. Does that count?" Wu Zhefan replied, and the next second he was amused by his own far-fetched words.

He felt a little disappointed. "Forget about that brat Chi Yuxing, but Chi Mu is my childhood friend. No matter what medicine he took, he must come back in the same shape as before."

Exactly the same, Chen Qian pondered the word and continued to eat his breakfast without saying a word.

After breakfast, the two of them had their own things to do, so they said a simple goodbye and left the hotel.

Chen Qian returned to the hotel room alone, packed up briefly, checked out, and took a taxi home.

In fact, he originally wanted to go directly to Chen Tian’s company, which was better than going through the time alone.

But after careful consideration, he felt that it was not convenient enough, so he changed the destination address to his home address before getting on the bus.

After returning home, Chen Qian quickly changed his clothes. He didn't change into formal clothes or anything, but just changed into something a little better than his original outfit of sweatshirt, jeans and sneakers.

The clothes still had the faint smell of laundry detergent used at home, lingering at the tip of my nose.

After taking a sip of water, Chen Qian opened his phone and skillfully clicked on the text message.

The text message from the unknown number still stayed at the top, with a small red dot at the end, waiting for Chen Qian to click it before leaving.

He had seen the first message last night. He had only glanced at it briefly, but Chen Qian felt as if he had already engraved the words and even the symbols into his mind and remembered them clearly.

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Chi Family (No. 1, Wenchi Road, Huixiang District, Fucheng) - Chi Zheng.