Green tea milk cat doesn't feel sorry for brother

"Yuan, Mr. Yuan, do you think this plan is feasible?"

In the meeting room, the marketing manager who had just finished reporting broke the silence.

Sitting in the center was a cold young man with an expressionless face. His hands were crossed under his nose, his eyes were deep and gloomy, and the haggard between his brows was full of hostility because of his frowning. His silent and fierce low-pressure aura was subdued, and no one dared to breathe out.

The marketing manager standing next to the monitor had his legs in circles and was trembling.

This plan has been revised five times. The first few times were overturned as a whole. The colleagues in the marketing department worked overtime for two consecutive weeks. Earn money with your life. If the plan is not passed this time, it is estimated that some people will not be able to stand the pressure of work, and they will collapse and leave.

The previous company and Yuan Liao... were not so crazy, and Yuan Liao could even be regarded as a reasonable and good boss.

However, Yuan Liao has fallen into this state since he came out of the hospital two months ago.

Addictive to working overtime, the president's office is still brightly lit even at three o'clock in the morning. I heard from the secretary's office that Yuan Liao has been home on time every afternoon for the past two months, but he will be back in less than half an hour. , hardly saw him sleep.

"Okay, there are a few small details that need to be discussed, and I will circle them." Yuan Liao nodded, his eyes were still emotionless and indifferent.

The entire conference room was relieved.

But also a little melancholy.

They used to never like to laugh, but when they were satisfied with their work, they could see a smile between their eyebrows and eyes, unlike now, as if they were missing a soul, and there was no joy or anger.

It is said that it was because his beloved pet died in that car accident.

I don't know when President Yuan will return to normal. The employees of the company are a little worried. Although the work is progressing rapidly, it is too exhausting, right?

They were really worried that one day they would report to work and open the door to see Yuan Liao die suddenly.

"Everyone has been working hard recently." Yuan Liao kneaded his brows and said, his eyes lowered, his voice low and hoarse, "Everyone take a rest today, and don't have to go to work in the afternoon."

Everyone was stunned, and immediately someone boldly asked Yuan Liao: "President Yuan, don't you take a rest?"

"Let's all go home." Yuan Liao repeated lightly, got up and left, leaving only the conference room silent.

It wasn't long before someone sighed and looked at each other with sad faces.

It is estimated that they will have to work overtime alone again.

Outside the gate of the office building.

Su Xiaojiu faced the glass exterior wall of the building, put on the black glasses frame that he bought urgently, and a mask and hat. He took a few steps back and looked at it. Picked it off, revealing a messy black curly hair.

He stretched out his hand and fiddled with it for a long time, no matter how hard he pressed it, it was like a black sheep with blown hair.

"System, you say I'm like this... Yuan Liao shouldn't be able to recognize me." Su Xiaojiu whispered, covering the obvious burn scar on his neck, "Such big glasses, a mask, and this scar... ...Why does Scar follow me here too! It's so ugly!"

The system was puzzled, "Is the host hiding from Mr. Yuan Liao?"

"Yeah, I'm not his cat now..." Su Xiaojiu shrugged, pretending to poke his lips lightly, "Anyway, I'm not qualified to go to his house now, and I have no reason to meet the former CEO , just a stranger...Besides, he likes cats, and I won't become a cat again, it's better not to recognize me than to let him look at him coldly after seeing him..."

The more Su Xiaojiu spoke, his voice became softer, he sniffed, and raised his head to suppress the sourness in his eyes.

The voice of the system hesitated: "But... this mission is related to Mr. Yuan Liao. He is the source of the collapse of the small world. The host cannot avoid him."

"What?" Su Xiaojiu was stunned, "He caused the small world to collapse?"

The system sighed.

"Yeah, when he stays in your original world, the time of this small world is stagnant. When you send him back here, he will wake up in the hospital. Then...continue to continue the story that happened, that is... You are dead."

"According to the system records, in the past three months of waking up, he...exposed the nature of a mad dog, severely hit and tortured the protagonist of the small world, Yuan Chen, to the point of mental breakdown, and the person who secretly tampered with your car, Even the bad guy who caught you away from the film crew was half-dead by Yuan Liao and sent to prison, not to mention his father..."

Su Xiaojiu's scalp tingled when he heard it.

Unexpectedly, that terrible illegitimate fan could do this for Yuan Chenshen and revenge for Yuan Liao...

And Yuan Chenshen... He used to think that after leaving Sun Xi, Yuan Chenshen still had constant resources because of the aura of the protagonist.

Looking at it now, those may all be Yuan Liao's deliberate arrangements.

Even the derailment and being hit by Sun Xi, and the reunion between Sun Xi and Zhu Qing, may all be Yuan Liao's careful calculations, in order to completely strip Yuan Chenshen's greatest support.

Su Xiaojiu shuddered.

This is no small cannon fodder, it is obviously a big villain.

"So..." Su Xiaojiu said with difficulty, "What do you want me to do?"

The system sighed: "Unless it is restarted, the collapse of the small world cannot be repaired. The small world management center finally decided to abandon this small world. Please come here... just for one thing."

"What?" Su Xiaojiu was confused.

"...Small wine?"

Before hearing the echo from the system, Su Xiaojiu suddenly heard a trembling murmuring voice behind him, his scalp exploded immediately, and he stood still.

Damn, isn't it...

The sound of hurried leather shoes stepping on the ground sounded one after another, Su Xiaojiu hurriedly pretended to be nonchalant, and walked forward quickly.

But after walking a few steps, someone grabbed his shoulders violently. When he came back to his senses, the tall man in front of him pressed his shoulders against the wall, and his back hurt, and Su Xiaojiu twisted uncomfortably. Twist, but the man's shackles tightened even more.

"Xiaojiu...is that you, Xiaojiu..."

The man touched the ugly burn scar on Su Xiaojiu's neck as if in a daze, and muttered to himself to pull off Su Xiaojiu's mask. He yelled, "I admit the wrong person, let's go to swimming and fitness to find out", trying to get away with it.

However, the man was only stunned for a moment, his gloomy and dark eyes seemed to be ignited, paranoid and stubborn, his haggard black eyes were slightly red.

He frantically brushed away Su Xiaojiu's hair, held his cheeks, tried to make his expression look more kind, and forced the corners of his lips.

"Xiaojiu, I know it's you, do you still recognize me? Come home with me, okay?"

Su Xiaojiu was stupefied and looked up at him blankly.

Not really.

Yuan Liao... really recognized him?

However, Yuan Liao just saw his back...

Yuan Liao's appearance was so crazy that passers-by had already stopped to secretly take pictures. The security guard downstairs and Yuan Liao's secretary finally rushed over. Seeing that the president of his company was holding down a strange boy talking nonsense, they were frightened and hurried to disperse the crowd.

"President Yuan..." the secretary called timidly, but as expected, Yuan Liao didn't hear him at all.

She had no choice but to change her partner and wanted to express her apology to the strange boy, but she saw that the other boy was looking up and staring at their boss Yuan intently.

The two looked at each other in silence, but they seemed to have known each other for a long time. Others couldn't even get in a word, and they were separated by an invisible wall.

"...Don't you remember me?" Yuan Liao's voice trembled a little. I don't know if it was an illusion. Su Xiaojiu seemed to have seen a few sparkles in his bloodshot eyes. He reached out and gently stroked Su Xiaojiu through the mask. Looking at Jiu's face, he smiled with difficulty, "Are you here to perform a new mission this time? It's okay, it's good to see you again."

"Let's get to know each other again. My name is Yuan Liao, are you still called Xiaojiu? Is your surname Su? Or Xiaosu?"

With a hoarse voice, the man restrained his emotions, and talked to Su Xiaojiu word by word with lowered eyes.

A few drops of slightly cool water fell on the corners of Su Xiaojiu's eyes, and Su Xiaojiu blinked a few times in a daze before realizing what it was.

"I..." Su Xiaojiu lowered her head, but she still couldn't hold back the impulse. She reached out and hugged Yuan Liao's waist tightly, leaning her cheek against his chest, with a strong nasal cavity, "I'm sorry, I came back too late gone."