Faithful Dog Guidebook [Quick Transmigration]

"Arrangement?" Zhou Yu savored the word carefully in his mouth.

"You turn back." Zhou Rong motioned him to look at the back of the document.

Zhou Yu turned the file back a few pages, and there was more than one man's profile attached to it. Judging from the photos, they were all tall, handsome, sweet and salty young meat, with an average age of no more than 22 years old. Everyone Sports are written in his hobbies, life photos are either holding a barbell or holding a racket, wearing clothes to look thin and undressing, with no less than six-pack abs, which can be said to accurately grasp the preferences of teenagers.

Even 999 saw signs of defection, [This...is this the temptation from the devil?Suck, I'm greedy for their bodies. ]

Zhou Yu didn't look at the photos of these people at all, he discovered something more crucial.

The personal information of these boys is more or less related to Zhou.

"These few are all long-term sponsors of the Zhou family, and they are all studying at present." Zhou Rong said slowly.

"The father of this child is an old employee of Zhou's, suffering from uremia, and is currently undergoing treatment with the support of the group...the rest of them are also in a similar situation."

"They are all healthy, and some of them have not even had a relationship with others. If you are interested, circle it first, and Dad will arrange for you to meet in private. If you feel embarrassed, the meeting can also be done without them knowing." Under the circumstance of affection."

999 couldn't help complaining sharply: [Does this mean that you are asked to spy on them?This operation is too coquettish! ]

"These people in the brochure..." Zhou Yu raised his head, "They all agree?"

"They are all smart people, and they will naturally understand that they can get more rewards from this matter." Zhou Rong's answer revealed a kind of indifference and arrogance.

"Then you mean, let me choose one of them as a pet?"

"Do whatever you want with them." Zhou Rong crossed his hands and put them on the table, "Just like what A Yue and I said, as long as you don't delay the business, you can control the private affairs by yourself."

"What's the matter?"

"Marry and have children."

Zhou Yu closed the document and threw it on the table, "You and Liu Mingli played 'in private' like this back then."

"Liu's child was an accident." Zhou Rong frowned, "She got this child through some dirty tricks. My marriage with your mother is based on feelings."

Before being amused, Zhou Yu raised his hand to signal him to stop, and he stood up, "Thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it."

"Do you want to know the consequences of disobeying me?"

Before he opened the door, Zhou Rong asked.

Holding the doorknob, Zhou Yu glanced at him, his eyes were as sharp as those who were still sitting there.

"do you want?"

……

In the middle of the night, the boy opened his eyes in his room, sat up, put on his slippers, took out his mobile phone from under his pillow, opened the door, and went downstairs in the dark to the door of the study.

The door of the study room has a combination lock, and at night, Zhou Rong opened the door from the inside, and Zhou Yu had no chance to see the combination.

Zhou Yu thought about it.

[999, look up Sun Yuwei's birthday. ]

The system has the authority to find out the basic information of people who are closely related to Zhou Yu, and it reports a series of numbers.

Zhou Yu entered it, and when he reached the sixth place, the red light on the touch screen lit up.

The password is six digits, but it is not Sun Yuwei's birthday.

[Check Zhou Rong's own birthday again. ]

The boy entered again according to the number reported by the system, but the door lock still reported an error.

A reminder that another wrong input will call the police popped up on the screen.

Zhou Yu pursed his lips.

One more chance.

What will Zhou Rong set as his study password?

An unlikely idea popped into the boy's mind.

[When is my birthday? ]

[According to the setting of this world, it is August 8th of XX, what's wrong? ]

Zhou Yu stared at the two numbers "0" and "8" buttons, and the small scratches on the screen caused by fingernails became particularly concentrated in those two positions.

He typed in the string of numbers.

The indicator light turns from red to green, and the door lock is retracted inward.

The boy pushed the doorknob and pushed the door open.

Zhou Rong probably also has obsessive-compulsive disorder. The things in the study are arranged neatly. The recent documents are all printed out and lined up on the table, while the old ones are stored in folders in drawers and on the bookcase.

The teenager turned on the flashlight function of the phone, put on a pair of silicone gloves, and carefully flipped through the documents spread out on the desktop.

no... no... or no...

Zhou Yu searched through all the drawers, but did not find any clues.

Is it in the computer?

No, it's impossible. Zhou Rong is an old-fashioned person. He will definitely print out some important documents related to the group. The question is, where to put them?

The young man's eyes fell on the huge bookcase beside him. He walked over and flicked some book. The bookcase was sunken inward, revealing a safe.

Could it be my birthday again...

The boy was thinking while flipping the key ring, only to hear a click.

[This company is going to end. ]

Zhou Yu took out many confidential documents related to Zhou Group's gray transactions from it, thinking while taking pictures.

[Uh, this may be due to Zhou Zhou’s rather different way of playing, which caused the game system to be a little caught off guard, and it was too late to complete some settings. ]999 explained, [We are also constantly analyzing and learning your game mode, and the world will be optimized better and better in the future. ]

In this regard, Zhou Yu said: [There is no need to optimize, continue to maintain. ]

[Uh……]

At this moment, Zhou Yu had already photographed the last document. He put everything back, but unexpectedly found a black velvet box in the far corner of the safe.

This is……

Zhou Yu took out the box and saw the English LOGO on it.

This logo looks familiar... He took off his watch, and the flashlight of the phone illuminated the inscription under the rose pattern on the back of the case.

It's the same brand.

Zhou Yu shook the box, it was very light, and there seemed to be nothing in it.

He opened it and saw that, as expected, there was only a small card.

You are my pride and joy.

Happy adulthood, Ayu.

Love your mother

[So, this is the box that this watch comes in? ]

Zhou Yu sensitively sensed that something was wrong.

The watch on his wrist is obviously old, and it's a female watch. It doesn't look like a coming-of-age gift specially prepared by Sun Yuwei to give him. It's more reasonable to say it's her own.

So, what about the watch that was originally contained in this box?

Before Zhou Yu could figure it out, a slight movement came from upstairs.

He quickly put his things back in place, left the room, and just stepped up the stairs when he heard the sound of the upstairs door opening.

Zhou's bedrooms are all on the third floor, and the study is at the corner of the stairs. As long as someone walks down, he can be seen immediately.

The boy immediately turned around and walked down to the living room on the first floor, just in time to meet Zhou Yue who came out of the kitchen.

The two looked at each other.

"What are you doing down here?" Zhou Yu preemptively struck.

Zhou Yue shook the cup in his hand.

"What about you?"

Before Zhou Yu could speak, the lights flickered on, and Zhou Rong stood at the stairs, wearing a nightgown, with a serious expression on his face.

"What are you two doing up late at night?"

"I'm thirsty." Zhou Yue explained, "Come down and get a glass of water."

Zhou Rong stared at them for a while, then suddenly asked, "Which of you has entered my study?"

The room was silent for three seconds.

"No, Dad." Zhou Yue replied, "Why do you say that."

"I heard the sound of entering the password."

"That might be my brother." Zhou Yue walked forward with a teacup in his hand, and put his arm on the boy's shoulder.

Zhou Rong suddenly looked at Zhou Yu with sharp eyes.

There was no expression on Zhou Yu's face.

"It's me," he said. "I'm hungry and want to use the microwave."

"What are you hot about?" Zhou Yue smiled, trying to tear things apart.

"It's not hot." The boy didn't show any timidity, "I tried it, but it doesn't work."

Zhou Yue sneered beside him.

Zhou Rong looked at him, "Didn't you eat dinner?"

"Eat, I'm hungry again." Zhou Yu replied.

His well-behaved appearance seemed to soften Zhou Rong's face, but it didn't seem to have.

"Ayue, go and ask Mrs. Sun to get up and make something for your brother."

"Oh... good." Zhou Yue smiled and went to the nanny's room, Zhou Yu was the only one left in the living room.

"Go back to your room after eating." Zhou Rong looked him up and down, "It's cold at night, don't wear so little next time."

"Okay." Zhou Yu nodded, and from the corner of her eye, Zhou Rong turned around and went to the study.

……

Zhou Yue called the nanny out and left. Zhou Yu went downstairs after eating. During this period, Zhou Rong entered the study and came out again without saying a word.

He didn't seem to notice anything unusual.

Zhou Yu returned to the room and withdrew the above thoughts.

He saw an extra velvet box on the table, it was the black watch box.

[What's the meaning? ]

The boy picked up the empty box, his eyes contemplative.

[He thought I was going to get the watch box? ]

The boy stroked the leather strap on his wrist and frowned.

where is wrong.

……

At this moment, another room separated by a wall.

The teacup was casually placed on the bedside table, and the white gauze fell to the side of the bed in circles. The boy squinted his eyes and fell back comfortably. The blue and purple marks on his neck became more and more obvious under the white and fluffy quilt.

Zhou Yue reached out and took out a superbly crafted handmade watch from under the pillow.

The inscription on the back of the case emits a warm light under the illumination of the night light.

"Joy..."

The boy murmured like this, slowly put the inscription on his lips, and kissed him lightly.

The watch slipped away from his lips, and the boy's eyes fell on the suddenly opened door, and the faint smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

The teenager standing at the door was wearing disposable slippers and holding a black velvet box with a cold expression.

"It seems that I have underestimated you." The boy came to the bedside, looked down at him condescendingly, his gaze swept from the injury on his neck to the watch in his hand, and finally opened his mouth like a ruthless judge road.

"You are sadder than I imagined."