The world does not want to be represented

"This is the hottest summer on Emperor Star in 50 years, the inhabitants of the planet..."

The basketball was thrown into the hoop and knocked the broadcaster next to it.

The boy picks up the basketball.

The fox friends and dog friends were not laughing and laughing as usual, but they all looked in a certain direction and whispered.

The boy followed their eyes and saw a classmate with his back facing the basketball court, who seemed to be sitting and flipping through a book. His hair was a little long, and it was bundled up and fell softly on the hood of his coat.

What catches your eyes……

"Quan Shen—"

The person who flipped the book turned his head, under the summer flower tree.The uniform of the college is a white shirt with cuffs and black trousers, which always looks old-fashioned, but he looks like a tall cedar, clean and straight.He smiled, as if always smiling.

The boy let go, and the basketball rolled a few times on the ground.

……

When he woke up from the dream, Xia Zhao rubbed his temples and fumbled for the communicator, as if he wanted to broadcast it to someone, but finally put it down slowly.

After a few minutes, he pushed away the coffee and turned on the optical brain, and the email from the Joint Agency jumped in, roughly asking Quan Shen to surrender himself that day.The dense bilingualism reminds people of the questions they did when they were in school.

People's imagination always takes such a leap forward at this time.Thinking of the topic, thinking of the boy in the white shirt sitting next to him and speaking in a low voice, thinking of arm inadvertently crossed together, thinking of holding hands wet in the summer rain one day, thinking of the sound of cicadas...

Xia Zhao flipped through a few paragraphs of the email and started to get irritable.The decorative clock in the room was ticking, and an unknown emotion was burning in his heart.This emotion began in high school and spread to the later voyages in the silent universe.

When Xia Zhao was about to send the email back as it was, someone knocked on the door.The special assistant's face appeared on the optical brain, with his head lowered, his pale and handsome face like marble was illuminated by the faint light from the window, at this time he put on his coat again, and the line of his jaw was outlined into the collar.

The black coat only made him look slender and pale. The high nose bridge and lips on the white collar seemed to frown because he hadn't opened the door for a long time. Xia Zhao almost subconsciously opened the door.

"I just wanted to find you." Before he could, Xia Zhao said, "Look at the crimes you confessed at that time."

Quan Shen walked over, and the words on the optical brain gradually revived his memory. He read it twice, then raised his head: "Is it a question of explanation? I will deal with it."

"No." Xia Zhao swipe the optical brain aimlessly, and said casually, "I don't like looking up at others."

Quan Shen put his hands in his coat pockets, looked upright and lowered his eyebrows at the person on the seat, before the other person repeated it a second time, he took a few steps closer, squatted down, and said in a low voice, "What is it?"

After squatting down, he raised his head slightly, his brows and eyes were heavy, as if he was smearing thick ink on rice paper. It must be written in ancient books that he is unique in style.Xia Zhao bowed his head and approached him, thinking of the interstellar voyage in college, like sailing into an unknown galaxy...the place is far away and mysterious, dangerous and beautiful.

In the windless universe, looking through the porthole to see the star surrounded by magnificent orbits...

When getting very close, Xia Zhao turned his face sideways, and the charming atmosphere just now dissipated, and he straightened up: "Deal with this email, and find some time for your hair..."

Quan Shen nodded and was about to get up when the door was pushed open by someone. He turned around and saw that it was the company's new intern, the undercover agent of the hostile company.

"I think you went upstairs without permission." Xia Zhao said indifferently, still looking at Guangnao.

Quan Shen raised his eyebrows: "Sorry..."

"I'm not talking about you," Xia Zhao looked up at the young man at the door, "If you are disabled, deaf-mute, you can apply for a company subsidy."

The intern looked at Quan Shen holding the documents and begging for help.

Quan Shen stood up, glanced at Xia Zhao, but couldn't figure out what it meant.

Seeing Xia Zhao's silence, Quan Shen guessed that he didn't want to punish his future sweetheart, and said to the intern, "Remember next time, go back first... I'll get the documents at the door."

The intern nodded and hurried out and closed the door.

Xia Zhao looked away: "You take good care of him."

"Is there?" Quan Shen went out, picked up the documents on the ground, and there was nothing unusual in his tone.

"When he first joined the company, he poured a cup of coffee on you." Xia Zhao was reading the next report, distracted at a glance, "You should know just now that I wasn't scolding you."

Quan Shen thought in his heart that it might not be true, who knows who you are talking about between the person you like and your subordinates, "I thought the boss couldn't remember him. He has only been here for more than a month."

"I didn't think about it at first," Xia Zhao tapped on the light brain, "I got a little impression when you opened your mouth." Not to mention the whole company, even if it dates back to the student days, Xia Zhao didn't have many impressions that could make Quan Shen look at him differently.

"Maybe." Quan Shen said.

"After writing the reply email, send it to me through the optical brain, so there is no need to upload it." Xia Zhao interrupted him.

Quan Shen nodded and walked out.

Watching his black-haired back walk out of the door, the silhouette is wrapped by the snow-white sky light into the gradually closing door.

Xia Zhao suddenly remembered that what he wanted to ask at the beginning was, since he turned himself in without confessing, why did he take all the charges.If it wasn't for Xia Zhao's insistence, it would be troublesome for him to escape smoothly under such a confession.

Is it just to let Xia Zhao make a choice?Is it to make the executive department more suspicious and still insist, or to abandon the pawn to save the car?

Xia Zhao picked up the coffee on the side, thinking, what is this.

In the afternoon, the rain was still pattering down, and the weather in Lanxing turned cooler. The wind blew in from the open windows on several floors, making the paper patter, making it sound like it was raining in the house too.

"You opened the door and handed in the documents without making a report?" The colleague was amazed, "It seems that the boss looks favorably on you."

The intern grimaced: "I seem to have broken some secret between the boss and the special assistant..."

"What?" Colleagues leaned over to listen curiously after hearing the words.

The intern faltered: "At that time, the boss had a very ugly face, as if he had just had a quarrel."

"As expected of a special assistant," the colleagues responded very ordinaryly, "If we want to change, we will pack up and leave within 3 minutes, and he is still getting a glass of water and going downstairs."

"Hey, from what you said, the special assistant can stay on the ninth floor if he wants to, and he doesn't even need to come down."

"Ah?" Hei Lianhua didn't understand what they meant.

"Xiao Hei, when you came down, did you see a room with a half-closed door next to the floating ladder?"

"Look, I saw it..."

"It was a period of time when the special assistant was called up by the boss to talk every day, and the boss specially asked someone to leave it for him. The facilities were all available, and he was like a second boss." You need to make a report first."

Black Lotus: "..."

"However, Xiao Hei, you have reached the point where you can go in without reporting," the colleague comforted, "It has great potential."

At this moment, Quan Shen walked in: "Who is in charge of the YW35T project during my absence?"

His brows were calm, and his tone was calm, but everyone who was still whispering just now returned to their positions as quietly as a chicken, and no one spoke.

Just as Quan Shen was about to repeat it again, he suddenly felt he heard something, rubbed his ears, and heard it again but it disappeared.

"Remit the handover materials during this period within 10 minutes," Quan Shen said without thinking too much, "There is a big problem with the materials, and I'm checking the other party..."

"Xiao Hei, are you handing over that project?" a colleague asked.

It happened that Xia Zhao's optical brain communication was connected to the second floor, and Xia Zhao was about to speak when Quan Shen's face changed slightly.It was rare for him to see Quan Shen showing such a real emotional change.

"Really?" Quan Shen asked.

Hei Lianhua swallowed, although he was a spy, he never thought it would be so obvious, at most he cut corners a little: "Special Assistant, I was wronged..."

"Understood," Quan Shen said, "I'll check it again. Feel free, everyone." After speaking, he was about to leave.

"Find someone to close the vacant room on the ninth floor," Xia Zhao said in the communication. "The Joint Agency will come in a few days. It doesn't look good."

Quan Shen stopped in his tracks: "I will arrange it."

Communication is closed.

Quan Shen walked out.

A few minutes later, the quiet second floor was boiling.

"Fuck, what did I hear, what does it mean that the special assistant can't stay on the ninth floor in the future?"

"Yesterday I just posted a star network news saying that special assistants will not 'fall out of favor' and a salary increase is not a dream. Today I decided to break the feudal superstition and believe in science."

"I thought that for the matter of surrendering yourself, the boss personally went to guarantor, and it would not affect the status of the special assistant... I didn't expect," the colleague sighed, and thought of another thing, "But Xiao Hei, you were gently let go. gone."

"The boss was also listening at the time. The boss ordered the special assistant to say that," another colleague interjected, "Xiao Hei, don't forget each other even if you are rich."

Black Lotus was confused: "Really..."

Sitting on the seventh floor, Quan Shen focused on two tasks, while typing and replying to the emails from the Joint Agency, while checking the materials of YW35T.Although he was surprised by what Xia Zhao said just now, he didn't care. Originally, Quan Shen didn't treat it as any special treatment.

Perhaps it was because he questioned the boss's sweetheart in front of everyone that he suddenly said this.

At this moment, a sentence rolled up on the top of the optical network of everyone in "Yu": Handle it impartially and stop favoritism.

Quan Shen: "..."

Is Xia Zhao scolding himself this time?

In the office on the ninth floor, Xia Zhao paced around for a while, then sat down and sent another sentence: Strictly prevent nepotism and prohibit relationships between superiors and subordinates.

These two items made the atmosphere of "Rain" serious. I don't know which colleague's office romance was smashed by the boss, and it would be bad luck.

However, one afternoon passed and nothing happened.It seems that only one room on the ninth floor was withdrawn as a punishment.

Just when the news that "Quan Shen's love affair is suspected to have been discovered" aroused heated discussions in the company, and even spread to cause heartbreak for male and female compatriots in other companies, people from the executive department came downstairs to "Yu"'s company without warning.

"Look downstairs!"

People went to the windows to look.

The people from the executive department acted very quickly, wearing black suits and went up to the second floor in no time, showing their IDs and walking all the way: "We have received a report that you used prohibited materials in the YW35T planetary project, some of which came from star thieves..."

"Wait," a little assistant followed suit, "You can't go in, the special assistant hasn't come yet..."

"Ah!" A female colleague just came out from the inside to pick up coffee, and accidentally spilled it on the ID card of the head of the executive department, and her face paled suddenly: "Sorry, sorry..."

The man looked down at the stain on the certificate, raised his eyes for a while, pushed away the little assistant who was blocking him and continued walking.

"Someone stops me again, so as to hinder the enforcement agency from handling the case and arresting." The person who followed quickly behind said loudly.

The little assistant and the female colleague winked, and the female colleague nodded imperceptibly.

When the leader of the executive department was about to enter the archives room, the door of the floating ladder opened, and the young man walked over unhurriedly: "Lan Ju, in such a hurry, do you have any evidence? Come and listen, so that I can Understand."

Lan took a look at the file room in front of him for a while, then turned around, and looked at the young man in a white shirt, who didn't even have time to put on a formal coat, apparently rushed here after being tipped off.

Everyone thought that this person from the Executive Office was tough and would go in directly, but they didn't expect him to stop.

Lan borrowed: "You took over this project a month ago, so you cannot rule out the suspicion."

Quan Shen walked over: "Open the archives room, I will see what's the mystery of this project with the chief of the executive department."

Everyone in the executive department looked at them coldly, no doubt seeing everyone in "Yu" as their accomplices.

Lan Jue suddenly took off his suit jacket and put it on him, Quan Shen wanted to throw it away but was caught by his hand, "It's raining, it's cold."

"..."

Everyone in the executive department: "..."

Xia Zhao who received the news and walked in sneered: "Lan Ju, did the rain outside get into your brain? There is a constant temperature facility indoors. Why is it cold?"