Virtual Superstar Breeding Diary

The warm afternoon sun cast a layer of intoxicating mist on the window panes.

Ji Chenxuan finished handling company affairs ahead of time, worried that someone would starve to death at home, and for the first time did not have lunch at the company.

This was the first time he got off work on time. When he walked out of the headquarters building, other employees of the company looked at his back in shock and were so excited that they almost didn't celebrate.

The clothes that Zhou Tong ordered for Xiao Chi in the morning have been sent to the private locker in front of the house by drone.

The automatic sensor lights light up softly, and the house is as quiet as before, with no popularity at all.Ji Chenxuan took off his coat and hung it on the coat rack, and yelled twice, only the hollow breeze responded.

Ji Chenxuan frowned, and stepped up to the second floor in two or three steps. The bedroom was empty, there was no balcony, and there was no bathroom—damn, that bastard Xiao Chi disappeared again!

The newly bought mobile terminal was still in the package, Ji Chenxuan's face changed slightly, Xiao Chi didn't have any contact information, so looking for someone like this is like looking for a needle in a haystack, where will that guy go?

He didn't even have time to eat lunch, so Ji Chenxuan drove at a low speed to search the nearby roads. Xiao Chi had no money on him, so he could only walk on two legs, so he shouldn't be able to go too far.

The sea of ​​people was vast, and Ji Chenxuan searched aimlessly for half an hour, but still found nothing.

He loosened his tie vigorously, and the black glass window reflected a gloomy and troubled face translucently.

He should go back to the company and continue to deal with those unfinished business, and should not pay attention to this guy who keeps causing troubles. He is just a virtual AI, and he is still a competitor, and he is not himself!

Ji Chenxuan parked the car on the side of the road, took out a cigarette from the silver metal cigarette case, lit it, and the white mist dispersed in the car, and through the smoke, there were blurred emotions flowing through his dark eyes.

People were coming and going, Ji Chenxuan stared blankly at the rearview mirror until his fingers were burned by falling soot.

That guy has no common sense in society, I'm afraid he doesn't even know how to bring money, in case something happens to him...

It seemed that it wasn't just the hands that were burned.

Time flows in the sea of ​​people, and every minute and every second is maddeningly long.

After taking a few puffs from a cigarette, it was taken out, scarlet sparks flickered between his fingers, Ji Chenxuan snuffed it out with a gloomy face, the car started again, and shuttled through the endless streets and alleys without complaint.

The sudden ringing of the wristband interrupted his chaotic search.

Ji Chenxuan glanced at the caller ID, it was Zhou Tong, and folded his left ear: "Hi, I have something to do now, I'll go to the company later - what did you say?"

The pure black sports car slid to the side of the road and stopped abruptly, and there were angrily cursing and the sound of the horn from behind, Ji Chenxuan had no time to pay attention to it.

"What does the man you're talking about look like? ... Yes, I know a friend, you let him stay there, don't go anywhere, you look at him, I'll go back right away."

The sports car stretched its wings, switched directly to the intelligent flight mode, and flew over the sky from the special landing strip. The difference between the front and rear was just like his mood at the moment, up and down.

Ji Chenxuan touched the steering wheel, and the rearview mirror showed a sharp-edged face, with thin lips tightly pursed and cheek muscles tensed, clearly outlining the shape of the cheekbones.

Damn bastard, make him easy to find!

His narrowed eyes seemed to hold hatred in his mouth, his teeth itched with hatred, and his gradually calming breath seemed to be finally relieved.

Before landing, he even had the leisure to readjust the loose tie.

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After lunch, Zhou Tong took advantage of his lunch break to go downstairs for a walk to digest food as usual. As soon as he walked to the lobby, he saw that the front desk and the receptionist were not at their posts, but surrounded by a maroon cartoon bear nearly two meters high.

Surrounded by a group of bouncing children, holding colorful balloons in their hands, running around happily.

Zhou Tong was very displeased, the fan open day activities ended tomorrow morning, why is the meeting still not over?In the afternoon, Mr. Ji came back to see him, and a reprimand was inevitable.

Just about to have a seizure, the receptionist saw him, and hurried over as if he had seen a savior, unable to catch his breath: "Assistant Zhou, we didn't arrange this cartoon bear for our fan open day, did we? There are a lot of children, and they all surround him , can’t be driven away.”

Zhou Tong glanced at her angrily, came to the cartoon bear with his brows pressed down, and put on a serious face: "Mr. Xiong, our event is over, please take the children and leave, it's time to go to work soon gone."

Xiao Chi's muffled voice came from inside the bear's hood: "I didn't bring them here, I came to see Ji Chenxuan."

Zhou Tong froze for a moment, then sneered: "Come to see Mr. Ji? You?"

He raised his head, stroked the cartoon bear from head to toe with speechless eyes, and asked patiently, "Who are you? Do you have an appointment with Mr. Ji?"

"I'm..." When the words came to his lips, Xiao Chi remembered that he had promised the other party not to reveal his identity, his tongue stopped abruptly, and he just said, "There is no appointment, but he knows who I am."

Zhou Tong almost laughed angrily: "I want to see our President Ji line up and circle the moon three times. Can you find a decent reason, where is the security? Ask this Mr. Xiong to go out."

Holding two fat bear paws, Xiao Chi struggled to take off the hood. There was a bang when his body and head were separated. The hood was too hot, and there was a layer of fine sweat on his forehead, which almost stuck to his bangs.

With two bear paws pressing down on the fat bear's belly, Xiao Chi poked his neck and lowered his head with difficulty, and said seriously: "I really know Ji Chenxuan, he is my fan."

"..." Zhou Tong's expression was stiff, as if he was shocked, and he didn't know that the content of this sentence was still this overly good-looking face.

He searched his brains and didn't think of where this little star came out, could it be the newcomer that Mr. Ji wanted to praise?

But there's no reason not to let yourself know.

Following the doll shop owner, Zhou Tong became the second victim to be deceived by Xiao Chi's innocent face.

Although he felt that this guy was more likely to be an eighteenth-tier rookie who wanted to be next to Ji Chenxuan, Zhou Tong still decided to call the boss to confirm—after all, the boss ordered himself a bunch of men's clothes for daily use in the morning, just in case Is it true that the golden house hides its beauty?

Hearing Mr. Ji's subtle "a friend" on the other end of the phone, as well as his impatience that couldn't be concealed, Zhou Tong opened his mouth wide in shock, and could even stuff an egg.

After working as an assistant for three years, this boss has always been a cold and calm workaholic who doesn't lie to anyone. He never expected that he would be so interested in a newcomer in the [-]th line. He was afraid that he would run away, so he specially let himself see him. with.

Zhou Tong led him to the waiting room, peeking at Xiao Chi's face from time to time, muttering in his heart.

Knowing that it is dangerous to inquire about the boss's privacy, Zhou Tong couldn't restrain his curiosity, like a cat scratching, he poured coffee for Xiao Chi himself, picked up a cup, and asked in a chatty tone: "How does sir know our boss?" of?"

Xiao Chi couldn't tell the truth, and he couldn't lie, so he had to say euphemistically: "He watches my live broadcast."

Zhou Tong let out a sigh, and thought, it turned out to be a little internet celebrity anchor.He smiled with ambiguous eyes: "Mr. Ji has been on the top of the single rich list for three years in a row. The reward is very generous, right?"

The concept of money is equivalent to numbers, Xiao Chi replied calmly: "About tens of millions."

It's a pity that all the money belongs to the AI ​​company, and none of the money is in his pocket.

Zhou Tong's hand holding the coffee cup trembled, and he smacked his tongue inwardly. We were so exhausted that we got up early and worked late at night, earning less than one-tenth of the money that other small anchors have.

"What's your name sir?"

Xiao Chi shook his head in embarrassment: "I can't say it."

Zhou Tong curled his lips secretly while drinking coffee, didn't he come here for fame and fortune, and this screen name is still kept secret?

He wanted to ask about your relationship again, but he felt too blatant and embarrassed, so he turned a corner and asked, "What does Mr. Ji usually call Mr. Ji?"

Xiao Chi paused for a moment, recalling the previous interaction records between the two, showing an inscrutable expression: "Father."

"Pfft—" A mouthful of coffee spewed out, Zhou Tong was out of breath, his face was flushed, and his eyes were wide open.

It turns out that the boss and this little Internet celebrity are already in the relationship of "godfather and godson"? !

Xiao Chi nimbly dodged the other party's "spit attack", moved away, gave him a disgusted look, and said in his heart, your boss changed his ID to "husband" later, he has never seen the world, so he made a fuss.

At this moment, the door of the lounge was pushed open, and Ji Chenxuan saw the head protruding from the cartoon bear at a glance, his tense heartstrings relaxed, but his brows furrowed even tighter.

Zhou Tong cleaned up the spilled coffee in embarrassment, seeing the boss suddenly, he was startled, Xiao Chi's address echoed in his mind, and subconsciously blurted out: "Dad—"

Ji Chenxuan: "..."

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