The Fourth Quadrant of Online Games

It was already two o'clock in the morning after quitting the game, Pu Yiyang washed up and fell asleep, and when he opened his eyes the next day, it was time to go to the FREE meeting again.

If you are late, you will inevitably be made a fuss by Xiang Hong.It takes half an hour to walk to FREE, it is better to take the subway.

At least Pu Yiyang thought so when he ran to the subway station.It's a pity that he still underestimated the congestion of the subway during the morning rush hour, and he failed to squeeze on three trains in a row.

The people behind squeezed forward, and Pu Yiyang quickly squeezed to the edge of the platform.The Linjiang Line is one of the oldest lines of the Jiangcheng Metro. It has a history of nearly 50 years and has not installed guardrails until now.When there were too many people on the stand, the scene became a bit chaotic. From time to time, someone protested in a low voice, asking the people behind not to be too crowded.Pu Yiyang had already stepped on the safety line with one foot, looked back, and saw standing behind him was a little girl in a middle school uniform, who was also sweating profusely, and was immersed in playing with her mobile phone.He didn't have the heart to embarrass the sandwich biscuit, turned around, took another small step forward, and simply stepped on the line with both feet.

There was already the sound of the next subway coming into the station, and at this moment, Pu Yiyang felt someone hit his shoulder.

The blue skirt flickered out of the corner of his eyes, he felt something was wrong, he stretched out his hand reflexively, and dragged back the shadow that rushed forward.

It was the little girl just now.

Before he could react, he heard other people around shouting: "Someone is going to jump off the track!"

Track jump?

Pu Yiyang held the girl's arm firmly and did not let go. He really felt that the girl was rushing forward. He didn't know where the strength came from that thin and small body. Even he was pulled and slid forward again. Take a small step.

Just as the subway was about to speed by, another hand appeared on his back.

The hand was placed in an extremely strange way, like pushing but not pushing, like grasping but not grabbing, Pu Yiyang was pulled by the girl and leaned forward slightly, and was lightly touched by the third force, and the whole person staggered, all because of I reacted very quickly, and only at the very moment did I take advantage of the situation and turn half a circle, knocking down the girl who was still struggling to move forward, and fell to the ground myself.

This pulling, pushing, and falling all happened in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the subway stopped nearby, and a sharp wind blew from the back of his neck. cold sweat.

Just because he knew better than anyone else how close he was to death just at that second.As long as one is not careful, he and the girl in his arms will both become flesh at this moment.

There were loud shouts around, and the crowd was in a commotion. He raised his head and tried to search for something.

The lenses were a little blurred by the sweat, and most of the faces were shocked, and there was nothing unusual about them.

Who is the master of that third hand?

Pu Yiyang frowned deeply.

The police came very quickly. They picked up the girl and asked about Pu Yiyang's previous situation.

Pu Yiyang answered truthfully one by one.

He knew very little, after all, he and the girl were not related or related, but just a passing person worthy of the name.

The police praised him a few words, saying that he saved the girl's life, and when they got in touch with the girl's parents, they would tell them about it and ask them to thank him.Pu Yiyang said a few perfunctory words, swallowed the matter of the third person, and was about to leave silently when he suddenly noticed something.

The look of the girl.

Surrounded by several police officers, the little girl was pale and trembling, and her eyes were full of fear as she glanced at the platform.

That is not a kind of back fear, but a kind of deep fear with confusion and astonishment.

The police were probably trying to persuade her not to commit suicide, but she didn't know if she listened or not, she whispered tremblingly: "I don't want to die..."

Are you sorry?

Or, did she really never have the thought of committing suicide?

If not, what prompted her to step out firmly at that moment just now?

Pu Yi moved his right wrist.There was still the feeling from the previous moment, the girl was running so fast, like a shell, he almost strained his muscles this time, and the pain would not heal after a few days.

Weird indeed.

He looked at the girl from a few meters away, and found another thing, his eyes widened suddenly.

The little girl is wearing a pair of pink things around her neck. At first glance, it looks like headphones, but the shape is subtly different.The cortical arc-shaped hood that fits the curve of the head is wider than the ordinary headphone connection belt, and there are some faint silver flashes on the inside, which are exactly the shape of the electrode pads.

That's not a headset, it's a connection device for brain-computer connection!

The purpose of computer-connected devices is obvious. There are only a few of the most popular online games on the market that focus on brain-computer connection. Which one is this girl playing?

Pu Yiyang's heart was filled with strong curiosity. It can be seen that the girl was still in shock and was surrounded by the police. It was really bad for him to rush forward because of some unresolved feelings, so he turned around silently.

His cell phone vibrated at this moment.

The incoming call was not from a number he recognized. When he answered it, his hands shook uncontrollably.

Where did this guy get his phone number?

A familiar handsome face appeared on the air screen that popped up, frowning impatiently at the moment: "Hey, where are you?"

Pu Yiyang glanced at the time, immediately regained his energy, and rushed out of the subway, while quickly apologizing: "Boss Xiang, I'm sorry, I've been delayed by a small matter, I'll be right there."

Xiang Hong stared at him coldly: "If you are not dead, get over here."

After speaking, the call ended.

Pu Yiyang stared at the blackened phone screen, and suddenly realized.

How did Xiang Hong know that he almost had an accident?

The news doesn't come out so fast.

With a little daze, he raised his head again, and this time, he landed on two people at once.

Unlike a few minutes ago, most of the pedestrians who were on their way had forgotten this little episode, only those two people kept their eyes locked on Pu Yiyang, and only when he looked over, did they turn away in a hurry .

The standard here is no silver 300 taels.

Look at the attire, look at the temperament, who are these two people, the answer is ready to come out.

Pu Yiyang remembered the third hand that fell on him at that critical moment, and his heart, which had not rested for a long time, started beating wildly again.

Climbing up the stairs, the two people disappeared, but his back was still cold and slippery, as if the malicious gaze had never left him.

Running all the way to FREE, Pu Yiyang was a little surprised to find that everyone was waiting for him.

Xiang Hong sat alone at the end of the long table, his tall and thin body slumped lazily in the leather chair. When he saw him enter the door, he glanced at him casually and nodded at the speaker.

In this round, FREE's own R&D personnel presided over the meeting, so there was no need for Pu Yiyang to say anything.

He also couldn't figure out this little Xiang's intention of making so many people wait for him, so he sneaked in the door in a low-key manner as usual, intending to find the most inconspicuous corner to sit down.

Well, it's late, there is only one empty seat left in the conference room, the one next to Mr. Xiang.

Standing by the side for a long time, someone looked up in his direction, Pu Yiyang didn't want to attract attention, so he had to bite the bullet and walk over, pulled the chair as far as possible to the side, and sat down next to Xiang Hong.

Xiang Hong propped his chin with one hand, stared straight ahead, never even glanced at him, as if he was listening quite seriously.

Just after a while, Pu Yiyang felt his leg hit something.

He looked down and saw that it was the big boss. His long legs wrapped in a pair of casual trousers seemed to think that the room was not spacious enough, and they were squeezing towards him.

Pu Yiyang had no choice but to shrink his legs to the side.

The good times didn't last long, and within a few minutes, the leg next to him stretched a little further.

Just like this, the enemy advances and retreats. After a while, Pu Yiyang has nowhere to go. If he goes further to the left, he has to meet someone on the other side.

Sitting on his left is another supervisor of FREE, a young and beautiful lady wearing a professional dress. If she gets any closer, she will be suspected of harassment.

Under the battle between heaven and man, Pu Yiyang had no choice but to stay still and get in touch with his boss.

No matter how much he sat upright, he wished he could shrink into a line that didn't take up space, but he still couldn't help but Xiang Hong insisted on moving closer to him.

Even through two layers of fabric, he could still feel the temperature from the other leg. Goosebumps popped up on his body. Pu Yiyang couldn't help it. He secretly glanced at the person beside him, wanting to see What is his plan.

As soon as he glanced over, he froze.

That guy actually fell asleep.

Xiang Hong's upper body was still in the posture of propping his chin with one hand, and he lowered his head slightly. Most people who looked at him probably couldn't see anything, thinking that he was bowing his head in thought.Even Pu Yiyang was really close, and he clearly saw that his long and dense eyelashes had already been put together up and down, and they were shaking slightly with the symmetrical breathing, just like the breeze blowing through the spring grass, No matter how you look at it, it is poetic and picturesque.

She's so good-looking even when she's dozing off, but has such a bad personality, she's really blinded by her good skin.

Pu Yiyang withdrew his gaze, and it was rare for him to concentrate on listening to the project meeting. For half an hour, he neither changed his posture nor looked aside.

By the time the meeting was over, his leg had already been numb, and the sweat on the road hadn't dried up.

The people on the side also made a movement: "It's over?"

There is also a nasal sound that has not woken up.

The meeting was over, Pu Yiyang seized the opportunity to move to the empty space next to him, and turned around with a polite smile: "President Xiang, did you not sleep well at night?"

Xiang Hong frowned: "Who do you think caused it... Forget it, don't mention that. You, tell me, what was said at today's meeting."

Pu Yiyang really wanted to say, why don't you call the employee back from your company and report it again?But looking at Xiang Hong's appearance, he was probably trying to find a way to find fault, so he had to sit down obediently and retell the content of the meeting to that person.

Xiang Hong listened patiently, asking questions while listening, and his interest did not seem to be fake.

After talking about the content of the meeting, Pu Yiyang heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the guy didn't seem to make any further moves, and packed his schoolbag.

Xiang Hong was watching him from the side.

Before leaving, Pu Yiyang couldn't hold back after all, looked at Xiang Hong quietly, and asked, "Mr. Xiang, do you really hate me that much?"

Xiang Hong seemed to be stopped by the question, held back for a few seconds with a stinky face, and said: "Don't be too sentimental."

Pu Yiyang smiled wryly.

That's right, with this guy's background, killing him is as easy as killing an unsightly ant, so why should you really hate him?

Hate this emotion, after all, is too strong and too evenly matched.

He shook his head, walked to the door of the meeting room under Xiang Hong's gaze, turned his head again, and said sincerely: "Mr. I don't care about anything, but can you promise me not to implicate others?"

Xiang Hong was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?" After a while, he seemed to realize that his expression was not very good-looking, "You mean... Ding Miaomiao? You asked me to let Ding Miaomiao go, why doesn't it matter to you?"

What Pu Yiyang was thinking about was the matter in the subway, seeing that Xiang Hong had no intention of admitting it, he was a little uncertain.

Although it was only a few days of confrontation, he thought to himself that he still had a certain understanding of Xiao Xiang's personality.This guy was so proud that he was paranoid, even if he wanted to kill Pu Yiyang, he would choose to kill him with a gun like last night.

It doesn't seem to be his style to work secretly in the subway.

Even after the words had been spoken, Pu Yiyang was determined to declare his position to the end, and looked directly at him without flinching: "Mr. Xiang knows it in his heart."

Xiang Hong's tone was not quite right: "You like her that much?"

Pu Yiyang smiled, feeling that there was no need to answer this question, picked up the bag with one hand, rushed to Hongyi and waved, turned around and walked away slowly.

Xiang Hong, who was left alone, had a complexion like fine rice paper soaked in ink. While he was pale with anger, there was a little bit of black smudged away.

Back in the office, Xiang Hong stood by the window for a long time.

Someone knocked on the door, and he squeezed the space between his brows before calling someone in.

It was Wu Xuechun who entered the door. Seeing Wang Hong's expression, he knew the truth: "Boss, are you angry about what happened last night?"

Pu Yiyang left the bar yesterday. Under Xiang Hong's order, he took a picture of an account that Xiang Hong could see from a non-access player as quickly as possible, and according to the instructions, the battle-related values They all clicked to the highest point and handed over to the boss.

The boss seemed to be quite satisfied with the account he paid a lot of money for, so he personally picked out the equipment, changed the name, called Wu Xuechun and Dajing, and the three of them drove the boat Wu Xuechun bought, and entered Delta together.

What Xiang Hong is looking for is Pu Yiyang.

As Xiang Hong's most trusted right-hand man for many years, Wu Xuechun is well versed in the psychology of the boss and handles everything properly.When investigating the details of Pu Yiyang yesterday, he memorized the name of the passer-by, and while buying an account number for Xianghong Zhangluo, he followed the clues and inquired about the transaction between the passer-by and the Tailun Alliance in Siam City It's crystal clear.

As soon as the three of them went online, they chased the people of the Tyrann Alliance and headed straight for the star of the voyage.When they arrived nearby, they bumped into a small group of ships from the Gangamore Empire. In order not to delay Xiang Hong's search, he and Dajing stayed on the boat to deal with the Gangamore Empire, while Xiang Hong drove a small shuttle boat and continued to search for people. Follow Pu Yiyang.

When he and Dajing got rid of the pursuers and received a signal from Xiang Hong, they saw that their boss was driving another inconspicuous boat and had sex with the three great guilds.

"Boss, I'm sorry." He remembered that when he contacted yesterday, Xiang Hong was in a good mood. He must have gotten his wish in the dungeon and beat someone severely. It seems that the problem lies in their incompetence, " The new ship has been bought, and Dajing and I have also practiced a new number, and I promise not to cause trouble for you this time."

Unexpectedly, Xiang Hong waved his hand: "Don't meddle in the game. It's just a game. Without you guys, I can't play it? Look at that guy, isn't he still playing very well?"

His words were full of irritability, but it didn't seem to be for the sake of the game, Wu Xuechun saw him, he stopped talking and waited quietly.

Xiang Hong was looking out the window.

He didn't speak after the meeting, and they didn't take the initiative to keep people. Jiang University and his party had already gone downstairs and walked far away. Looking down from the 39th floor, they could barely make out a few small black spots, and they were heading towards the river. Moving in a big direction.Among them, the one who fell at the end, who walked very slowly and didn't talk to anyone much, seemed to be Pu Yiyang.

After a while, the black dot turned a corner and was no longer visible.

Still staring at the distance, Xiang Hong asked Wu Xuechun in a low voice, "Ah Chun, tell me the truth, am I really, really annoying?"

Wu Xuechun paused, but before he could speak, he was interrupted again.

Xiang Hong lowered his eyes and chuckled softly: "You don't need to say anything, I won't make things difficult for you. I know you have always been rigorous, unlike Da Jing, who talks nonsense all day long. I'm not stupid. I'm in the eyes of others. I still know what it looks like."

Wu Xuechun frowned: "Boss..."

Xiang Hong took out his right hand from his trouser pocket, and poked the spotless windowpane with his slender index finger: "Like him, he is afraid of me in his mouth, but he must hate me in his heart."

This is Pu Yiyang?

Wu Xuechun tried his best to discern the boss's emotions from his tone, but that person behaved calmly, so he couldn't see the slightest clue.Wu Xuechun felt awe-inspiring, and guessed that Xiang Hong was going to take it seriously.

Xiaohong is not to be underestimated.

He remembered what his uncle had said to him.In this world, if anyone underestimates Xiang Hong because of his violent temper and demeanor, and thinks he is a simple-minded second-generation young master, he must be a fool who wants to kill himself.

As the president of FREE and the heir of the Tianlong Gang, Xiang Hong is neither an embroidered pillow nor an idiot.

His boss is a man who always stands in the eye of the storm.

Speaking of which, apart from his uncle, it seems that no other person has been able to make Xiang Hong show such a serious and diligent expression before.

This Mr. Pu is really a god.

"The expression he looked at me was very similar to when Ding Miaomiao looked at me." There was a chill in Xiang Hong's voice, "And that person, that person is the same. A person with mixed blood in his bones, in their In your eyes, you will never be able to get on the stage, right?"

Wu Xuechun suddenly raised his head.

He vaguely guessed who "that person" Xiang Hong was talking about, and he also knew some of Xiang Hong's knots, but the boss had never revealed it so bluntly in front of him. flustered.

There's a storm coming, and everyone has to get involved.

"Boss," he felt that he could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb, "Mr. Xiang has never forgotten your son."

Xiang Hongting smiled coldly: "I just don't worry about it."

Cold sweat oozed from Wu Xuechun's forehead.

As if nothing had happened, Xiang Hong withdrew his hand against the window glass, turned around and sat in the chair.

"Bring the person who followed that kid in the morning." He frowned, and turned into that Mr. Xiang with his face full of displeasure. "I'd like to ask what they did."