don't talk to aliens

For the next several nights, Fu Bailong didn't sleep well.

Maybe it's something deep down in my heart that has been bothering me all the time.

Therefore, his wound recovery was also delayed, and it was not until a week later that he could fully perform daily muscle training and endurance running at home.

He didn't try to force himself not to think about Chen Zhen anymore.

However, in some short period of time, the historical reservation problem that is unlikely to be resolved will still be entangled in Fu Bailong's heart, but no one can easily detect his true thoughts.

If you do the math carefully, today is exactly the eighth day since he completely disappeared in public.

After a while, the driver who was replaced earlier will drive to pick him up at home and take Fu Bailong to Zhang Shichao's home tonight to have dinner with him and maybe his daughter.

This is his first public appearance in many days.

The female secretary, Rachel, has been helping him manage various affairs of the company during this period, but it has been delayed until today. If he still doesn't show up, someone will really doubt it.

So, after many days, Mr. Fu, who finally 'returned to China', chose to visit his most important partner and elder in his career as soon as he got home.

Before that, in the script he had released, he had just spent a week in a foreign country with his completely non-existent new love.

Now is the time to end the pleasant vacation and come back to take a good rest.

But even after enjoying a circle outside like this, he still couldn't wait to join Zhang's camp immediately. When this kind of thing spread outside, it naturally set off a group of discussions about Fu Bailong's private life. .

["Di—good morning, my master, the artificial intelligence 'Rachel' will broadcast today's weather to you on time. The temperature difference in Longjiang City today is 6°, the road visibility is 2, and the air quality is good."]

【"According to relevant media reports, just yesterday, the heir of Fu's technology company, who has been fighting against Zhang's, has also returned to China after his vacation. As for whether he will finally agree to this marriage between Zhang Fu and Zhang Fu, it has once again raised questions. Public Discussion..."]

These big and small news are all the latest news that have appeared on the Internet this morning.

Right now, people have already walked into the bedroom, and standing in front of the closet full of various suits and shirts, Fu Bailong, who is picking clothes for going out, seems to have almost recovered.

At the moment, his somewhat thin lips looked a little paler.

But anyway, it doesn't look like a seriously injured patient whose body can be seen to have some kind of problem at a glance.

And raising his hand, he took out a shirt that was ironed until there was no trace of wrinkles, took off his pajamas, exposed his thin and sexy upper body with waist, back and shoulders, and put it on, and began to slowly button up one by one.

During this process, his forehead was a little wet after exercising in the morning, and he turned his head slightly, and sprayed a little of his usual men's perfume on his ears in pursuit of perfection.

The fragrance has a hint of French sun rose.

The fragrance is rich and flamboyant, with a touch of nobility, which is also in line with the proud and reserved, extravagant and noble external image of Young Master Fu.

Seeing this, there were three lights in the early morning, and Miss 'Rachel' who was broadcasting the news by the way also flashed twice above the electronic monitoring system installed in the upper right corner of the room.

She moved her stiff and cold mechanical joystick very smugly and shyly, and flashed seven or eight times at "her" master, Mr. Fu Bailong, trying to attract attention.

It's a pity that the owner of 'her' is still puzzled as usual.

Not only has she been unable to pay attention to 'her' as a female AI, but she is also very ruthless in this early morning, leaving only a back view and not even looking at 'her'.

'【"Rachel, today, I changed the chip to a new color number. It's the latest model. It's very shiny and bright. There are three colors.]'

This resounded in the system, filled with a bit of a weird inner metal melody, and Mr. Fu himself, who was changing clothes with a blank face, didn't pay attention to 'her'.

Under normal circumstances, his silly AI would try to get his attention in such a clumsy way every once in a while, and he was used to it.

Usually, he would not take the initiative to pay attention.

Because once he agreed, 'Rachel', who thought she had been inspired in some way afterwards, would definitely come up with more weird tricks to mess up the small laboratory he hid behind the study.

"It doesn't look good, don't change it, it's weird."

'Rachel': "..."

"Colorful and green, like traffic lights, look in the mirror for yourself."

'Rachel': "..."

This is a critical and vicious evaluation from Mr. Fu himself.

In an instant, the heart of the mechanical girl who does not exist in "Rachel" was pierced. At the moment, the light of "her" flashed a few times quickly. For a long time, our heartbroken Miss AI was still autistic Silently went back downstairs.

And watching the ai who had been with him for many years disappear in a fit of anger without saying a word, and finally got the complete peace after getting up early in the morning.

I am in a bad mood, so my attitude towards others is not very good. Fu Bailong pursed his lips expressionlessly. For a long time, he still pretended to be indifferent and looked at the electronic joystick above his head that was no longer flickering, and continued to change clothes. Act like nothing happened.

After sliding his fingers across a row of watch straps in the drawer, he took out a famous watch strap for some fixed occasions that he attends every day.

With a bow tie, cufflinks and a fairly decent formal attire, he is about to return to his usual arrogant posture, and his formal attire in front of others is considered complete.

"Notify the driver, I'm fine, let's go."

"Okay, Mr. Fu."

After such careful preparation, Fu Bailong, who barely recovered his physical condition, also called and informed the other Rachel who was waiting downstairs.

Miss Secretary rushed over to wait downstairs early in the morning.

Hearing that his boss finally came downstairs, he hurriedly put away the tablet he was browsing, and stood outside the car door ahead of time to wait patiently.

When he saw Fu Bailong came downstairs expressionlessly.

The graceful Rachel Zhang went up to meet him and opened the car door for him, and then the two got into the car one after the other, and drove all the way to today's destination - Zhang's house.

Along the way, Fu Bailong, who was sitting by the window, rarely spoke.

After all, today he said he was going to eat at someone's house, but in fact, just thinking about who the person sitting opposite was, because of his health, he lost his appetite after not eating much in the past two days.

And as expected, when the driver's car passed through the urban area slowly, along the green leafy and deserted mountain road, he entered a single-family house located above the Longjiang villa in the city.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he was invited up by the housekeeper who was picking up people at the door, and had a cup of tea with Chairman Zhang, who was waiting at home on a special trip today.

This is the rare meeting between Fu Bailong and this old man alone since he was 25 years old.

He knew that there were some things that could not be put on the surface to fall out with him yet.

Therefore, I simply accepted it with a cold but basically polite attitude.

After waiting up, the butler led him to the second floor alone. At a glance, there was a European-style villa, sandalwood coffee table, high-quality British black tea, and the celebrity calligraphy and painting behind the two sitting opposite each other.

Everything that is placed in front of Fu Bailong is the most luxurious and rich people enjoying high-level treatment.

Zhang Shichao was over sixty years old, dressed in a Tang suit, although his stature was already old, but compared with his peers, there were a lot less white marks on his temples.

Fu Bailong has heard that he has been proficient in the research of biological health products for these years.

The Institute of Atomic Energy and Biology is now mass-producing all kinds of novel drugs every year, and he himself takes them all year round, so he must have benefited a lot from them.

After sitting down and pouring tea for him, the person in charge of the Zhang family, who is said to have half of the wealth in Longjiang City like Fu Bailong's father, also chatted with him about some business matters before smiling meaningfully I greeted him.

"Bailong, I haven't seen you for many years, but you have become more and more stable, and you have the demeanor of your father back then."

"..."

"It just so happened that my silly girl wasn't here today. She went out to play with her classmates. Otherwise, she would be happier than anyone else when she knew you were here."

This kind of small talk is better than nothing, Fu Bailong just kept his face cold and didn't open his mouth for a moment.

He knew very well what Zhang Shichao was trying to imply by mentioning this to him now, but under the game between the two parties, the other party really couldn't force him to ask anything yet.

Especially his external appearance has always been such a jerk, so after hearing these words, Fu Bailong, who was not serious from the beginning to the end, just replied unceremoniously,

"Sorry, Uncle Zhang, I don't think I'm that familiar with your daughter. If I'm responsible for just going out for a few meals and playing a few times, then the woman who has slept with me and wants to ask me to take responsibility should have already Form a few teams to go."

What he said was extremely disrespectful to the elders.

Seeing that his nephew was still so arrogant and rude for many years, and ignored him, the middle-aged man sitting in the middle of the study also turned cold, and then he suppressed his smile and said,

"Hehe, you're young, and you're playful after all. Don't worry about it. In other words, I just remembered that you just came back from abroad. I think you're not used to eating outside during this time. During this time, Longjiang There have been a lot of incidents here, first, a research institute I funded was attacked and exploded, and then I got a minor illness and was almost bedridden."

"..."

"Fortunately, I have barely recovered these two days, and my appetite has improved a lot because of it. The cook at home happened to be thinking about a new dish today. Let's go down and have a look together. You should also try the craftsmanship of Shibo's cook. .”

It is impossible for anyone to refuse such a warm invitation.

Because of this, Fu Bailong, who was playing with a handful of Western-style tea sets with both hands, also squinted his eyes and said 'hmm', then got up with his pockets in his pocket and went downstairs together.

But after he got down, he found out that there were only the servants of the Zhang family in the restaurant downstairs.

In addition, there was a woman who looked a little familiar, and this woman was the female researcher who flashed by in the car last time when he sent Miss Zhang home.

"Oh, let me introduce. This is Xuemei, my confidant. Today she came to the villa to deliver new medicine to me. Xuemei, please say hello."

"Mr. Fu, hello, I'm Cao Xuemei."

This is the second official meeting between the two.

The first time was when Chen Zhen was picked up at the airport, and the second time was today.

Fu Bailong was inexplicably impressed by this strange woman.

Not only because she was once mysterious, and the frequency of her appearance was a bit abnormal, but also because of her dangerous aura that resembled a predator, and her pair of legs that were always wrapped in black stockings.

But Fu Bailong, who is known by his nickname and whose personality is said to be very bad, stares straight at his legs wrapped under the stockings from time to time. There was a tinge of disgust and revulsion.

It's just that this is in the Zhang family right now, and it's not good for anyone to have a public attack.

So after fulfilling her duties and quickly delivering the 'new dish' to the table, Cao Xuemei, who instinctively wanted to blind this disgusting and incompetent rich young master's eyes with a knife, didn't stay any longer, and went down with a cold face.

Waiting to notice that she was obviously 'disgusted' by herself.

Fu Bailong, who still maintains his playboy image, also propped his head and turned his head thoughtfully. After witnessing all this, Zhang Shichao, who was once again convinced that he was just an arrogant fool, only smiled magnanimously, and spoke like this road,

"Bailong, try it. It won't taste good when it's cold. This is a very expensive and delicious dish. It not only tastes like vitamins, but also has rich nutritional value."

"..."

"Just using a large amount of nutrient solution for hydroponics, so that the raw materials will not rot but continue to carry out normal photosynthesis, so as to secrete more delicious fructose, we have spent a lot of thought, try it, it is hard to find outside Such a good thing."

Having said that, Fu Bailong couldn't help being attracted by the cooked white jelly on the plate in front of him.

At first glance, that thing looks like meat with dry meat and not enough water.

But when you listen carefully, it looks like a fruit or vegetable that can only grow further in a hydroponic environment.

And for a moment, he didn't know how to put his mouth on this plate, and felt a little indescribable nausea in his heart.

Seeing that the frowning Fu Bailong refused to eat, Zhang Shichao, who had always been very hungry, ignored him, and suddenly opened his mouth with red eyes and started to gobble it up.

"Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

This weird and long eating process once made Fu Bailong feel a little creepy when he thought about it afterwards, and his stomach churned.

He didn't move anything in front of him from the beginning to the end.

I just watched Zhang Shichao, who was full of happiness and fanaticism, stuff those 'meat balls' into his mouth, chew them up bit by bit, let the jelly-like residue fall, and let out a comfortable sigh from his rolling throat .

"Ah, it's delicious! Such sweet meat! It's sweeter and more fragrant than... the best and most expensive fruit..."

It was this indescribable scene that made Fu Bailong, who had just recovered from a serious illness and already had a poor appetite, hold on with a cold face until after the meal, he didn't even have a trace of appetite.

It was even worse when he managed to end this dinner that was eating his stomach.

As soon as he came out and walked to the door, his stomach twitched and he couldn't help but stop quickly, and then bent down with an ugly face and almost vomited out in embarrassment under Rachel Zhang's exclamation.

"Fu, Mr. Fu! You... what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

Rachel Zhang, who hurriedly supported him, had pale lips, and Fu Bailong, who was clutching his stomach, couldn't answer a word.

In fact, his entire stomach was completely disgusted by the previous scene, so much so that even though he didn't eat anything at this moment, he felt completely indescribable.

He wondered what the hell was on the plate.

Why does it emit that smell similar to raw meat, and it is so suddenly fascinating.

After resting on the spot for about 1 minute, Fu Bailong, who didn't want to reveal more things at the door of Zhang's house for the time being, still closed his eyes, stood up slowly with a pale face, and only wrinkled at Rachel after walking back into the car. He frowned and opened his mouth.

"...I'm fine."

The very reluctant sentence in his mouth sounds obviously not convincing enough.

For a moment, Rachel Zhang, who was worried, didn't dare to guess what happened at Zhang Shichao's house just now, which made his boss suddenly become so abnormal.

So after a while, the female secretary who was a little worried in her heart asked cautiously,

"Then, do you want to eat something? Didn't you already... Well, why don't I ask the driver to buy some light meals. After all, not eating is definitely not good for recovery. You definitely need to eat now something."

This question was really difficult for Fu Bailong for a while.

In fact, he has never paid any attention to food, and since his parents passed away, he has never had a proper meal at home.

His mother used to cook for him occasionally at home.

It was usually when he was sick when he was a child, and usually at that time, he would eat it contentedly when he was not feeling well, and then get a gentle smile from his mother.

Sitting in the car and thinking hard for a long time, acid water still surged up in my stomach.

At this time, Fu Bailong, who inexplicably remembered the dinner he ate in the hospital one night, with a simple iron lunch box, was also suddenly silent.

Regarding this lunch box and that not-so-good dinner, he would often think about it when he was recuperating at home during this period.

But most of the time, he would classify it as his own hallucination, and quickly forget it with a cold face, but at this moment, this sudden memory about the past and his parents came flooding back——

"Rachel."

Fu Bailong opened his mouth.

"Ok?"

"You and the driver go back first, I want to go to a place alone."

"..."

"Don't come with anyone."

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La la la, guess where Fu Zong is going~