The vixen's journey through time

It happened in the blink of an eye, but Chacha had been mentally prepared for it, and she even felt like it was finally here.

But she kept silent and did not tell Wu Yong about this incident.

Because Wu Yong was concerned about whether Chacha was scared, he didn't notice the female cleaning lady's little movements at all. He was relieved when he learned that Chacha was fine.

But he didn't let down his guard, even if he was about to reach his destination.

The two of them were going to Jiang Shan's office when someone came towards them.

The person who came was wearing a suit and tie, gold-rimmed glasses, and a 28-year-old comb. He was about thirty years old, tall, thin, and quite elegant.

He first nodded and greeted Wu Yong, whom he knew well: "Comrade Wu."

Wu Yong replied: "Secretary Liu", then looked at Chacha and introduced the person, "Ms. Jiang, this is Secretary Liu who is following Mr. Jiang. You can just call me 'Secretary Liu'."

Chacha quickly said hello politely: "Hello, Secretary Liu!"

Secretary Liu nodded and was equally polite: "Miss Jiang, Jiang Shi is already waiting for you inside. Please come with me."

Chacha was a few steps behind, "Secretary Liu, could you please lead the way."

During the march, Chacha walked against the wall. Walking on the inside, Secretary Liu noticed the insulated lunch box she was holding in her right hand.

Chacha saw it and immediately explained, "This is made by the nanny at home, just in time for Father Jiang and Uncle Jiang's lunch time."

Thinking that this was outside, let alone where Father Jiang worked, Chacha consciously changed "Papa Jiang" to "Uncle Jiang".

Looking at this lunch box, which was much larger than ordinary ones, Secretary Liu gave Wu Yong a vague look.

Their eyes met for a moment, and Wu Yong nodded slightly.

Meaning, lunch boxes and meals are fine.

That's right, Wu Yong secretly checked the thermos box before departure, and only asked Chacha to bring it over after confirming that there was no problem.

But Wu Yong never expected that the original insulated box would be replaced within a few seconds of the elevator failure. Although the appearance was exactly the same, the core had already been replaced inside.

[Ashan, don’t even you know what’s inside? 】With Chacha's current skill, he still couldn't see through the contents of the box, so he asked the system.

Unexpectedly, the system faltered.

[Chacha, Ah Shan Ye, Ye Buji Island! 】The system secretly scanned it, and the voice was a little shaky.

But it couldn't reveal it to the host, so it lied.

[Ashan, are you lying to me? You were able to scan the previous lunch box, but why can’t you scan the new one? 】Chacha naturally didn’t believe it.

[How, how is it possible, Ashan wouldn’t, know how to lie to Chacha...]

Chacha...

Does this mean it's a lie or not?

Chacha was stunned, and finally shook her head.

【What the hell! Phuket Island is just Phuket Island. If you can’t scan it, you can’t scan it. No matter what’s inside? When it comes to my hands, it is whatever I want it to be! 】

【Niubi! 】The system gave a big thumbs up in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Soon, the three of them arrived outside Jiang Shan's office, and Secretary Liu knocked on the door lightly.

A familiar but different serious voice from Chacha came from inside, "Come in..."

Secretary Liu held the door handle and pushed the door open, letting Chacha and Wu Yong go in first.

"Jiang Shi, come..." Secretary Liu, who came in later, was about to report to Jiang Shan, who was still immersed in work, but was stopped by Chacha.

Sure enough, Jiang Shan didn't even raise his head. He just said "wait a minute" and went back to work again.

Chacha silently asked Secretary Liu and Wu Yong to go out first, and said that she would take care of herself. Then she walked to the sofa by the window and sat down, and quietly placed the thermos on the coffee table, trying not to make any noise.

She glanced at Father Jiang who was busy and saw the empty tea cups on his table, so she washed two cups, filled them with tea, and then cooled them aside.

For a while, in the office, there were only the sounds of writing and the occasional clicking of keyboards. If you listened carefully, you could occasionally hear Jiang Shan sighing.

"Ugh……"

Jiang Shan took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose, and rubbed his temples. After a while, he looked at Chacha.

"Chacha, you're here, have you been waiting for a long time?"

Chacha very discerningly brought over the brewed tea at a suitable temperature, "No, Dad Jiang, you are busy with work. I have nothing to do, so I just want to look at the scenery outside the window."

While waiting, Chacha was indeed looking at the scenery through the window, and happened to see a police car with National A stamped on it parked downstairs.

Chacha thought about it, but when she saw the tired look on Father Jiang's face, she put it down forcefully.

"Dad Jiang, please drink some tea first to moisten your throat, and then eat this lunch. It's already past lunch." Chacha said distressedly, opened the insulated lunch box, and took out the meals one by one.

If the female cleaning lady in the elevator had seen it, she would have exclaimed: "How is it possible? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Because she had clearly packed the lunch box, and inside it were other things they had prepared, which could never be meals.

Of course, she couldn't see it. After she thought she had succeeded, she actually threw the lunch box she exchanged from Chacha into the trash can and left it alone.

Where did these meals come from? Where have those carefully prepared things gone?

In fact, it is not easy to say that it is simple, nor is it easy to say that it is not simple! (Ahem, cough, cough, this is nonsense! I'm a little bit offended, dear friends, please forgive me, hahaha...)

It was true that the female cleaning lady succeeded in changing the package. After getting out of the elevator, the thermal box in Chacha's hand was the one they had "carefully prepared".

However, who stipulates that only they can do such things as subcontracting? The good system also loves to do this.

[Chacha, let me come, let me come! I secretly smuggle things into the space, and then put a few plates of shit for them, and then those bad guys who make small moves will be angry to death! 】The system is ready to try.

【yue! Who are you trying to disgust? ] Chacha retched a few times, this system is still so unreliable!

Just imagine, when Father Jiang, who had been hungry all morning, happily opened the lunch box and was about to have a full meal, he saw...

vomit……

Chacha covered her mouth directly and almost spit it out.

[I'm sorry, Chacha, I didn't mean to do it. I just wanted to teach those behind the scenes a lesson. I really didn't mean to make you sick, wuwuwuwu...] The system made a heavy rainstorm in the sea of ​​​​consciousness to show that it was crying earth-shatteringly.

[Okay, okay, you are no longer needed here! You go to the dark room and think about your mistakes by yourself. I'll let you out when I feel better. 】 Chacha decided to take action on this chaotic system. The reason was that it dared to deceive her just now!

Can’t scan what’s inside? What a liar!

It's okay to trick a ghost, but is it possible to trick a fox, who is known for his cunning and wit?

The system knew it was in the wrong, the screen went blank, the connection was disconnected, and it entered a dark room.