ordered to wear books

National Homeland Security and Development Countermeasures Research and Assurance Bureau.

Miko crossed his fingers against the bridge of his nose, staring intently at the mobile phone on the table.

Many functions of the mobile phone in the book world are not applicable in the real world, and functions that do not require the Internet can still operate.

"So." Miko moved his crossed fingers, "You struggled all day, and you didn't check the list that Yu Dingxi sent you?"

Yu Yichuan lay on the sofa, folded his hands on his chest, silently looking up at the ceiling.

"How cowardly." Miko commented.

"I'm not being cowardly, I'm following the guidance of my heart, you know." Yu Yichuan said nonsense with his eyes open, and added: "My sister checked the college entrance examination scores for me back then."

Miko pursed his lips tightly, released his fists, and picked up the phone to enter the password.

The password information used by Yu Yichuan in Chuanshu World is shared with the country, and there are no secrets.

After unlocking the phone, click on the list of players, and after looking around, Miko was silent, "Do you want to consider abusing your power and blackmailing?"

Covering his forehead with his hands, Yu Yichuan opened his mouth and moaned silently.

Hey, no, this really hits my head, I have a headache!

"There is no 'Lin Xingwen' in the list. The Zhou Shizhi we asked you to find is a clever ghost." Miko paused, and changed his sitting position to watch him with a headache, "Hiss, Yu Yichuan, can you teach me, what are you? How did you get along with the villain?"

The development direction of this story can only be written in novels.

Yu Yichuan said without a soul: "The first step is to wear the book; the second step is to cover the eyes with eye feces; the third step is to buy yourself a coffin and prepare to ascend."

Miko: "..." Yes, the essence can be summed up in one sentence, short but precise.

All smiles, we still have to do business.

Miko made a phone call and informed the various departments to hold a meeting.

At 01:30 in the morning, the group leaders who were forced to be night owls gathered in the conference room, and Yu Yichuan was seated first on the left.

After the team leaders learned about the emergency from Miko, their eyes were indescribable.

The leader of the writing team said coolly: "Yu Yichuan, the novel "The Future Can Be Expected" really took great pains to let you take care of it."

Yu Yichuan: "..."

#穿书世界 It is changing its ways every day to harm me! #

"It's time to start researching a new strategy again, thank you for your hard work." The leader of the analysis group patted the shoulder of the leader of the strategy group, gloating.

The leader of the strategy team smiled and said, "Working overtime makes me happy."

Yu Yichuan said cautiously: "Then let us double the happiness together?"

???

After getting along for so long, everyone is very sensitive to Yichuan's behavior pattern, and the alarm bells in the hearts of the team leaders are loud.

But what Yu Yichuan confessed made them feel relieved.

Yu Yichuan didn't understand, "I have a showdown with Li Man'an, so you have nothing to say?"

The policy formulated by the country before is to focus on safety, stabilize the heroine of the novel, and grasp more initiative.

Yu Yichuan has always been obedient, but under his tolerance, Li Manan treated him and Yu Dingxi as Kitty cats.

Miko supported the table and asked an irrelevant question: "How long do you think the country has been monitoring you?"

More than a year is a long time for a huge state apparatus.

The bureau specially set up a top-secret file named "Yu Yichuan". The content is so detailed that no one knows Yu Yichuan better than the country.

"The showdown between you and Li Man'an was much later than we expected, and it was not easy." Miko sighed.

Yu Yichuan was silent for a while, and said from the bottom of his heart: "The joy of being a father in a country is something that no one else can imagine."

——Really so fucking happy!

The leader of the strategy team nodded, "Well, you still have a [-]-word review and report to write."

The leader of the task group smiled and asked, "Are you still happy now?"

Yu Yichuan: "..."

Again, he's a science student.

However, the country wants to develop him in the direction of a liberal arts student.

—

When Yu Yichuan returned to Yu's house, Yu Dingxi was playing chess with Yu Zhenhai with a sour face.

"You really stink at playing chess. How come you haven't improved at all for so many years? Brain is a good thing, do you know that?" Yu Zhenhai scolded him and unceremoniously ate a "rook" from him.

Yu Dingxi was so depressed that he didn't dare to speak, until he was generalized, he finally felt alive.

Seeing Yu Yichuan hastily changed people, he eagerly squeezed his shoulders.

"Use a little more force, and then a little more, yes, that's the strength, keep it up." Yu Yichuan ordered.

Yu Dingxi's daily task: [Lick and smile on face, curse Yu Yichuan secretly] (task progress: 26/N)

Yu Yichuan's chess skills are not much better, and in Yu Dingxi's eyes, this chess is uglier than his.

however--

"Hey Yichuan, you made a mistake, you shouldn't go here like this."

"Yichuan, this move is also the same. You can use small soldiers to cooperate with the attack, so my 'cannon' can't escape."

"It's wrong here again. You can take one of my pawns, Yi Chuan, quickly return the chess, I can pretend that I didn't see it."

Yu Zhenhai's tone and face were so pleasant that he didn't seem like a real person.

What about the promised no regrets?

What about the stinky chess basket?

Say good children can't be taught?

Fuck him!

Yu Dingxi's second daily task: [Daily vinegar is served in Yichuan] (mission progress: 7/N)

"You guys have been making a lot of noise in the entertainment industry recently." Yu Zhenhai looked down at the chessboard and smiled.

"I just fiddled with a talent show." Yu Yichuan pressed his "car" and observed Yu Zhenhai's face to judge whether he should take his chess.

Yu Zhenhai shook his head darlingly, and Yu Yichuan understood: You can't eat it, there is a trap here.

Yu Dingxi is jealous again every day, are you two playing chess?ah?Yeah!

He had never enjoyed the treatment of a son like this before, and Yu Dingxi retaliated by strengthening his massage hands, and Yu Yichuan cried out comfortably.

Yu Dingxi: "..." Grass!

Yu Zhenhai played with the chess pieces and talked about family life: "Yichuan, do you want to come to Xiaoshan Group and study with me?"

Yu Yichuan felt the hands pinching his shoulders pause.

Yu Zhenhai misunderstood his silence, "Of course, I'm not forcing you, you are still young, you can go out on your own like Dingxi, and dad will support you no matter what you do."

Yu Zhenhai continued: "By the way, next month is your birthday, and I have prepared some birthday presents for you in advance."

Afterwards, Yu Yichuan who saw the gift fell silent.

Those were several equity transfer contracts, not Xiaoshan Group's. Since the day Yu Yichuan stepped into Yu's house, Yu Zhenhai had already transferred Xiaoshan Group's shares to him.

These transfer contracts are all well-known enterprises, and they must have money and must have the right to have a relationship in order to win the contract.

Although he knew that Yu Zhenhai would spend a lot of money on his birthday, Yu Yichuan wanted to cry because of the big money.Because this birthday gift is not only a gift, but also a reminder.

Now that Zhao Tang has become the legitimate heir of the Zhao Group, it's time to show off his skills. His actions are not small in the capital circle, and Yu Yichuan has always adhered to the principle of avoiding them when he can.

What he didn't expect was that the equity that Zhao Tang had worked so hard to acquire was snatched away by Yu Zhenhai, a loving father.

Holding these contracts, Yu Yichuan seemed to feel the weight of his own life...

"Don't you like this gift?" Yu Zhenhai asked nervously.

Yu Yichuan forced a natural smile, "No, I like it very much, thank you Dad."

A wrinkle appeared on Yu Zhenhai's face, he took a chess piece from Yu Yichuan vigorously, and said after a while: "Yichuan, you have a good relationship with that kid Lou Jingxing."

"En." Yu Yichuan nodded.

"That's right, Dad, you don't know, these two people will definitely go to heaven together." Yu Dingxi complained.

"I want you to talk more." Yu Zhenhai glared at him, and then said earnestly: "It's true that you have a good relationship with Lou Jing, but you should follow Dingxi to go out more in Yichuan and get to know more people. No harm."

Yu Yichuan nodded in response, and Yu Dingxi tipped his head, interjecting a few words from time to time, and then Yu Zhenhai slapped him back unceremoniously.

In this way, Yu Dingxi repeated the endless cycle of jealousy and fighting, and fighting and jealousy.

After a few games of chess, it was time for dinner.

After Zhao Huitong finished her work, she brought someone with her when she came back.

"This is my friend, Feng Yuran, who filmed with me."

After Zhao Huitong's introduction, the other party greeted him somewhat restrainedly, "Hello, Uncle and Auntie."

"Hello." Liu Shan smiled happily, "Yu Ran is so beautiful."

Feng Yuran smiled shyly.

Yu Yichuan stared at her, and suddenly remembered that this was the actress he had seen when he visited Zhao Huitong's class.Knowing that Zhao Yuran would also be popular, he arranged for Zhao Yuran to sign with Wenyao Entertainment.

Noticing Yu Yichuan's gaze, Zhao Yuran straightened his hair by touching his ears.

Seeing this, Zhao Huitong poked her in the back.

Yu Yichuan habitually opened the chair for Zhao Huitong, but she sat next to Yu Dingxi, so he could only say to Feng Yuran, "Sit down."

Feng Yuran: "Thank you Dong."

Zhao Huitong coaxed: "What's your name Yu Dong? My brother is your brother. Just call him Brother Yichuan."

With the familiar formula, Yu Yichuan smelled the smell of his sister Yu Xi's pimping on Zhao Huitong.

The turned-on TV happened to be playing "Wangcheng March" starring Zhao Huitong and Feng Yuran.