The villain black lotus he is not right

capital Airport.

After nightfall, the star curtain hangs high.

The young man took the checked luggage, and with the mobile phone in his ear, he joked, "Old fox, remember to prepare a place for me to live."

The passing ground staff saw that he was so thin, sitting on the luggage, carrying a violin bag, with a cardboard box in each hand, and leaned over: "Hi, do you need help?"

The young man turned his body sideways, curled his eyes, and nodded.

He has a pair of classically beautiful red phoenix eyes, an oval face, and a very short chirp pierced on the back of his head.

The ground crew took a second look and accidentally stepped on his high-top boots, "Sorry!"

The young man's smile remained unchanged, and he waved his hand casually: "It's okay."

He moved, a bit like a beauty in a painting coming into reality.

Those who study music have temperament.The ground crew thought to themselves.

The young man, Bu Heng, jumped out of the suitcase and stepped on the ground with his long legs.He watched the night flight taking off through the glass, "The Rent Online will call you."

Zhang Huanming laughed softly at the other end: "It's been seven years, are you going to leave this time?"

Bu Heng slightly reserved: "Maybe."

In the past seven years, he has finished high school and university abroad, and he has a young team with an average age of no more than 25 years old, working on brain-computer virtual software needed by game companies.

After having a meal with Zhang Huanming, Bu Heng came to the community where he was temporarily staying.

He didn't have a car, and it took half an hour from the entrance of the community to the unit downstairs.

"Old fox..." Bu Heng stopped and walked.

Zhang Huanming definitely did not carry him on purpose to avenge his harm.

Bu Heng picked up the luggage, pushed open the elevator door, walked in, and twisted his sore arm.

He saw a color-printed "Cat Hunting Notice" sandwiched in the acrylic bulletin board.

[White Persia, seven years old, nicknamed Hengheng, got lost in the garden yesterday.If there is a clue, the reward is [-]. 】

"..." Bu Heng leaned against the elevator box and straightened his waist.

The cat has the same name as him.

Then when he runs in the morning, he has to go to the garden more often, but there are [-] clues. Isn't this "people are stupid and quick to make money"?

Putting all kinds of luggage into the entrance of the new home, Bu Heng kicked off the slippers, and lay down on the sofa paralyzed.

really back...

Before he had time to catch his breath, the video call from the other side of the ocean brought back his complicated thoughts.

"BOOM!" The partner called him by his nickname, holding up a bunch of colorful envelopes, "What do you think this is?"

"Isn't it just a reminder note?" Bu Heng pressed his forehead, "If the house is in such a mess when I come back, you all go to see God!"

The partner swept the beer off the coffee table, sat down on the unwashed dirty clothes, and smiled flatteringly at him.

In these years, Bu Heng did not use Zhang Huanming's money to live on work-study programs and scholarships.

Therefore, it sounds like a software company that focuses on high-tech is just a leather bag company that barely supports itself in a cheap community without a formal office location.

The verge of bankruptcy……

But this crisis will soon be resolved!

"We just want to tell you that the air ticket is too expensive, you must have a good talk with the 'financial father'!"

"Don't bend your waist for five buckets of rice!"

"What are you talking about? I don't understand..."

Bu Heng showed off his iron fist to the two slobs on the screen, but after hanging up the phone, he still opened the search page.

He returned to China this time because there are big bosses who have investment intentions and hope to discuss conditions in person.

In fact, some foreign companies have proposed acquisitions, but none of them have the hardware conditions for industrial production.

We must know that one of the biggest factors restricting the development of brain-computer science at the beginning of the century was materials. After breakthroughs in material technology, virtual reality technology was widely used in the world.But that's just government action, the public wants more.

So Buheng was very concerned about this family.

"The funder's father is quite mysterious." He searched around, and found that the big boss didn't show his true face on the day the capital was listed on the bell.

Maybe this is the common habit of rich people in China?

After thinking about it, Bu Heng opened the suitcase containing the clothes, and there was a set of camel-color casual suits in it. Let's wear this tomorrow!

When he came back when the wind and snow were the worst, he was so cold that his hands were stiff when he went out. He didn't plan to take a taxi, so he called a taxi online.

The investor arranged someone at the front desk to help him put away the umbrella that had fallen from the snow, "Please follow me."

On the way, the employees greeted this person warmly.

Bu Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, this is not the treatment that ordinary receptionists can get.Sure enough, when he walked to the elevator dedicated to the upper floors, the other party introduced himself as the general secretary here.

It seems that the other party attaches great importance to it.

This is a good sign!

The general secretary placed him in the president's office and bowed politely: "Please wait."

Bu Heng put down the equipment he brought, and there was a game helmet on the display shelf in the office!Compared with it, the second-hand equipment with exposed lines that he bought by himself is simply the works put together by elementary school students.

If those two technical geeks were here, they should be arguing about it.Thinking about it, Bu Heng still didn't touch the things in other people's offices lightly.

He just has a little more determination to win the next negotiation.

The venetian blind outside the window fluttered.

Sensing the eyes glued to his back, Bu Heng turned around suspiciously, and saw a black figure standing outside.

He opened the door of the president's office, and the messy footsteps disappeared. The chief secretary was holding tea and blocked the door, "What's wrong?"

is it him?In terms of height, it's close.

Bu Heng smiled, "Our agreed time has come."

The general secretary handed him drinks three times in turn, but did not give him a clear answer.

Bu Heng took this as a test, but he really couldn't drink it anymore, "If I wait until dark, can I order takeaway?"

The general secretary said enthusiastically, "We have prepared dinner."

Just when Bu Heng was bored, a third person finally entered the room!

The chief secretary shut his mouth and exited the room.

Bu Heng raised his eyes. He thought he would see a middle-aged man with a beer belly and dyed jet-black hair. Unexpectedly, the boss had a very good figure, and his proportions were close to that of a model.

It's just... why is the other party wearing a holographic helmet?

"Hello." Bu Heng stood up, and was about to shake hands with the other party, but the other party was wearing a bionic mechanical arm with a sensor in the palm of his hand.

Today's wearable brain-computer devices are cumbersome in appearance, which is not a small burden for users.

But it was also this set of equipment that stretched out the opponent's thin waist.

"Yeah." The big brother seemed not good at words, "Let's try it on."

The metal visor of the helmet severely distorted the opponent's voice.

Bu Heng entered the working state, his eyes became sharper, "It is my honor to be able to demonstrate to you."

The opponent wore a helmet and deliberately played cards out of common sense. He must have wanted to gain a little psychological advantage in the next bargaining session.

But he won't panic either!

"The brain-computer interface allows people to touch the surface of the moon at home. We are all working hard for this miracle."

"Miracle……"

The boss looked at him and echoed in a low voice.

Bu Heng was originally in charge of outreach in the team, and he had already memorized the drafts of his rhetoric.Seeing that the other party listens very attentively, and you are more confident.

He used his own software to connect to the other party's device and asked, "Can you see a person greeting you?"

In Bu Heng's eyes, the boss stared at a point in the void, and reached out to where he was sitting, "Are you still there?"

Bu Heng nodded, thinking that the other party couldn't see it, and said, "Of course... what you see now is the welcome interface of our software."

The boss seemed to be smiling, but also seemed very dissatisfied, "Why do you want to use your appearance."

Bu Heng didn't feel offended, but wanted to use a softer image as a guide for beginners.But where do they have the money to model.

poor...

Bu Heng coughed lightly, and he couldn't tell the truth, "This is more distinctive."

"There is no need for such a feature." The boss said ruthlessly.

"After you buy it, you can dispose of it as you like." Bu Heng smiled.

"Don't test me." The boss fell back and raised his legs. Although his tone was a bit distasteful for Bu Heng's own holographic character, he still didn't take off his helmet and kept staring in that direction, "The things you made are very good .”

"Thank you." Bu Heng took off the helmet and pressed his neck.

The boss turned to him when he heard Bu Heng unloading the equipment.

"……What's wrong?"

"too heavy."

So why didn't the other party take off the device? Doesn't his neck hurt?

"You should exercise more." Bu Heng was a little surprised, and the other party had something surprising waiting for him, "I thought you would learn music."

"Music is entertainment in spare time. I think the technology leading to the future is more interesting." Bu Heng added silently: it is also more profitable.

"I see."

The big brother's hands have been playing invisible piano pieces on his knees.

The other party might be thinking about how to lower the price, but Bu Heng raised the spirit of [-] points and absolutely must strive for the maximum benefit.

"I still have something to do today."

"..."

What?Are you going to hang him out?

Bu Heng's face was not very good-looking, but the boss had already stood up, "Seeing off the guests."

The general secretary saw that the result of the chat was not very good, but he politely sent Bu Heng to the elevator.

Seeing them, the staff who took the supper focused their eyes on Bu Heng's face.

"This eye looks like..."

"Is the boss a new recruit?"

Bu Heng caught some key words, and looked at the general secretary with a half-smile, "What are you recruiting? Maybe I can apply too."

"You're wrong." The general secretary gave the employees a warning look, "This is a guest!"

He accompanied Bu Heng downstairs and explained: "The president has high requirements for assistants, and indeed he just replaced one. He is a bit like you, mainly because of his eyes..."

Bu Heng listened casually, he was busy sending messages to Zhang Huanming.

He couldn't tell his partner about his failure today, but he really wanted to find someone to complain about.

"Why do you have to work so hard?" Zhang Huanming remained the same, "you can come to my company."

"No." Buheng called the nearest private car.

The heater in the car was very strong, so he took off his scarf.

"You're still hiding from Luo Yizhou." Zhang Huanming made a mocking little yellow face.

"Whatever you say." Bu Heng pressed the screen off.

At first he left in a hurry, but Luo Yizhou quickly found Zhang Huanming and wanted to find out his whereabouts.Every time Luo Yizhou stubbornly stood at the gate of Zhang Huanming's company and community, the latter would send him photos.

For a while, he didn't dare to look at his phone.

Fortunately, Luo Yizhou soon gave up looking for him.

Although seven years have passed, Buheng still does not want Luo Yizhou to know that he has a connection with Zhang Huanming.

"Where do you live?" the driver asked.

Bu Heng only gave the location of the intersection.

He raised his eyes, suddenly a piece of green orange was choked in his throat.

The young man in the driver's seat glanced at his face through the rearview mirror, "Surprised to see me?"

The good looks that had been glimpsed that year traveled through time and came to him.

He hitched a ride with Luo Yizhou!

The author has something to say: Bu Heng: There are no coincidences in this world TAT!

Thank you Moon Thunder!There are also soy sauce, swallows, and Xiaoxiao!

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