A neighbor of a unit building on the side of the road saw the two and came over to say hello.
The old lady kissed Zhang Rui, who had only moved in a few months ago, than she kissed Marven Ye, who had known each other for more than ten years. One small Zhang Rui, ah Xiao Rui, insisted that they go home to have a reunion dinner together at night.
Although Zhang Rui still had that paralyzed face, he was surprisingly patient with the old man. He talked to her slowly, and the two went back and forth, but put Marven Ye aside.
Marven Ye: "… "
Well, aside from the lack of facial expressions, this guy is actually okay.
If Ye Ersan is next time nympho Zhang Rui in front of him, it won't seem so unbearable.
In the end, Zhang Rui didn't go home with the old lady for the New Year. The two young people stood downstairs, smoking while watching the children play and play, watching the waves of students and parents who came to visit the teacher, and Beaming neighbors upstairs and downstairs who came out of their homes to visit.
There was a strong festive atmosphere everywhere, Zhang Rui finished smoking a cigarette, and then said in a very low voice: "I heard from other colleagues that recently some people are inquiring about 'Asian or European who can use lightning'. The news seems to be a foreign power."
Marven Ye frowned: "Oh?"
Zhang Rui: "It's just some kind of information, in short, be careful."
Marven Ye was thoughtful.
Zhang Rui flicked the extinguished cigarette butt into the trash can more than ten meters away: "Let's go."
Marven Ye snorted: "Thank you for the reminder." At the end, he added: "Happy New Year."
Zhang Rui waved his hand, walked into the building in a muffled voice, and went upstairs.
Marven Ye stood there for a while, until Ye Shuxue was ordered by Ye Shuxue to come downstairs to find him, then he took a deep breath, threw all the flashing thoughts behind his head, and followed Ye Shuxue back home.
Looking for "people who can use lightning", for some reason, he remembered the doctor of neuropathy he met in South Sudan, and the SP Institute that impressed him.
I just hope... he really thinks too much.
That night, New Year's Eve.
Marven Ye was sitting on the sofa watching the Spring Festival Gala with his family, still holding his mobile phone, shaking it vigorously with Ye Ersha to grab a few cents of welfare, and then grabbing the big bosses in the WeChat group of the Anti-Terrorism Action Group After sending the red envelope, I took the time to make a phone call with Adonis, who is far away in the suburbs of City B, and hung up after a few chats. It was also a routine New Year's greeting.
This supersonic fighter was still surrounded by a large group of plainclothes in the community even during the Chinese New Year. He himself was indifferent, and he even bought the hot pot seasoning. He excitedly told Marven Ye on the phone that he wanted to have a relationship with Casey. Chinese New Year's Eve.
After hanging up the phone, Marven Ye was overwhelmed with emotion, opened the WeChat halfway through the chat with Zheng Xingguo, and said with emotion: [Deputy team ah... ]
After a while, a [Huh? ].
Marven Ye: [It's nothing, just looking at the state of Adonis, I feel that when you recruited me into the special affairs department, you were not so strict when dealing with him.]
Zheng Xingguo was at the other end and said in his heart, "That's because you didn't see the actions behind Team Xue.
The information that goes back to the past is: [You are different in nature, you are your own after all.]
Marven Ye: [Actually, when I was first approached by my colleagues in our department, I thought I had to be in some unknown laboratory, surrounded by a group of Taishan Beidou-level old experts, conducting some ulterior motives. Very experimental or something. hey hey hey...]
Zheng Xingguo: [… ]
Zheng Xingguo: [Are you excited to hear the tone?]
Marven Ye: [No!]
Marven Ye: [It was later that you told me to supply electricity for the Spring Festival Gala, and the gap was too big. Didn't I doubt my life?]
Zheng Xingguo: [Stinky boy, is it wrong to ask you to go to the Spring Festival Gala to supply electricity?]
Marven Ye: [Ah, then I don't really want to be a power bank... ]
Zheng Xingguo said: [If I really arranged for you to be like Adonis, your kid would probably rise up early, so who would care what my deputy team is.]
Marven Ye avoided Ye Shuxue's prying gaze, got up and hid in his room, leaning against the window to send a message.
Marven Ye: [Deputy team, to be honest, I don't understand a bit.]
Marven Ye: [As far as I am concerned, if there is a power user, it must be caught, and the whole body must be cut open to study it. I thought about it when I first entered the special affairs department, and I am not afraid that you will know that on the day I went, I deliberately memorized the positions of all the safety exits I passed by, and I was really ready to run away at any time.]
Zheng Xingguo's message came after a while: [Oh, why didn't you run?]
Marven Ye: [Look at your kindness.]
Zheng Xingguo: [The kindness of farts, tell the truth.]
Marven Ye: [… If I don’t report to the government, I always feel like I’m making a thunderbolt without a license, and I’m very false.]
The deputy team on the other side was very speechless about this answer, and didn't really want to chat with their teammates.
Zheng Xingguo: [Now is a society ruled by law and pays attention to human rights, aren't people with superhuman abilities still human? A loyal comrade-in-arms with strong lethality and an experiment full of hatred who may defect at any time, which is more beneficial to China, I think the ministers above can still tell the difference.]
[I am a big country, and there are many important things in the country. If you say that you lack the power of a superpower, you will be stagnant since then, and it would be too underestimating this country.]
Marven Ye: [Deputy team… ]
Zheng Xingguo: [I said this, not to belittle you. On the contrary, you are recruited into the special affairs department, firstly because of your excellent character, and secondly because of your super powers.]
But if he didn't have super powers, he probably wouldn't have contact with these people in the special affairs department in his life.
Marven Ye was quite clear, he watched it for a long time, and finally typed slowly: [I must live up to the expectations of you and several ministers.]
First of all, he must be a Chinese who knows how to stick to the bottom line and always maintain a clear understanding.
Second, there are supernatural beings with super powers.
Now, to be honest, he is quite satisfied.
Before that, Marven Ye also had a period of confusion and a tendency to become more arrogant. Fortunately, he stopped in time and never crossed that line.
Marven Ye thought for a while, and felt that there was actually Xing Yuan in it.
Looking at the time, it was nearly midnight, so he simply dialed another number, put the phone on his cheek, and listened to the beeping sound inside.
After three beeps, the call is connected.
The corner of Marven Ye's mouth began to tick up: "Where?"
The man on the other end said, "Office."
"Still working overtime?"
Xing Yuan snorted, as if he stood up from his seat, and after a while he said, "It's snowing in City B."
Marven Ye was facing the window at this time, and when he heard the words, he glanced out a few times, and was quite disappointed: "The W city is not down, it is very cold, and there is no heating."
I don't know what I'm doing over there. I didn't speak for a long time. Marven Ye waited for a while before Xing Yuan said, "Look at WeChat."
Marven Ye plugged in the headset, exited the call interface and opened WeChat, and saw a few photos sent by Xing Yuan at a glance.
When I opened it, I saw the heavy snow of goose feathers fluttering under the night sky of City B, as well as the city night scene covered with thick snow and brightly lit.
Because it was taken at night, the photo was dim, but it didn't have a lot of fun.
Marven Ye smiled and took a photo of his room and sent it over.
"There's not much to see outside my house. Let you enjoy my bedroom."
Xing Yuan sneered: "The bedroom without heating is useless."
Marven Ye: "...You haven't been electrocuted by me for too long, and your skin is thick again, right?"
Unexpectedly, another photo was sent over there. Marven Ye clicked it and saw that Xing Yuan had a high-definition close-up of the radiator in his office.
Marven Ye, who can feel the deep malice through the photos: "..." Mom sells batches.
Someone fired cannons outside, and Marven Ye drew the curtains, still feeling deafening, he waited for the sound of the firecrackers to subside, and then said again: "You won't be staying up all night tonight, right?"
There was a sound of typing on the keyboard from Xing Yuan: "On the fourth day of the first year, I'm going to S City, and on the fifth day of the new year, I will discuss the project with the investors. Before this, I have to prepare all the materials. The employees in my company are all rushing to work in the office outside."
Marven Ye snorted: "This is too much work, and I won't let people go home and relax during the New Year."
Xing Yuan: "If I don't make money, how can I buy it for you?"
Marven Ye: "... Damn, it's like you bought something for Lao Tzu."
Xing Yuan said: "Don't go out tomorrow morning, I called the courier to send you something."
Marven Ye: "Wocao, did you really buy something? Wait, why is there still a company that will deliver express on the first day of the new year?!"
Xing Yuan: "Oh, as long as you are willing to add money, there is no place that express delivery can't deliver."
"..." Marven Ye covered his forehead and said speechlessly, "Okay, local tyrants, you'll be happy."
Xing Yuan chatted while working, and chatted with Marven Ye until twelve o'clock. There were continuous firecrackers on both sides of the phone, and they couldn't hear what they said, but they didn't hang up.
Marven Ye: "Lao Xing, another year has passed, I wish you a Happy New Year."
Xing Yuan stopped his work and whispered, "Happy New Year."
The next morning, Marven Ye received a box of express delivery.
Under the curious and gossip eyes of his old sister and his parents, he moved the box into his room, quickly unpacked it, and couldn't wait to open it to see what was inside.
A box of cute and cute Pikachu masks.
Marven Ye: "… "
After a while, he took out his mobile phone and typed silently.
Marven Ye: [Break up.]
There he replied in seconds: [Look at the bottom of the box.]
He stretched out his hand and pulled the mask suspiciously, and after touching it for a long time, he really fished out something from the ocean of masks.
It is a small long gift box.
Looking at the length, Marven Ye touched the pattern on the gift box, thoughtfully.
I still remember that when he took a special plane back to China, he did talk to Xing Yuan about some ideas that were compared to the second.
After dismantling the ribbon, he lifted the lid of the box with a hook of his index finger, and there was indeed an exquisite pen inside.
Marven Ye recognized it almost at a glance, it was a customized version of the Aurora White Diamond fountain pen.
There are 1,919 diamonds inlaid all over the pen, of which the one at the top of the cap is the largest.
Unlike other Aurora diamond pens Marven Ye knew, the 2-carat diamond at the top of this pen was dazzling with a dazzling blue luster, and was surprisingly good-looking.
The colored diamonds that can be set on the Aurora fountain pen are definitely not artificial imitations. Marven Ye looked left and right. Under the illumination of natural light, the blue diamonds are crystal clear and translucent, with extremely high saturation. I am afraid they are expensive.
He held the pen for a while, looked at it for a few seconds, and carefully put the pen back into the gift box.
Marven Ye: [Things are too valuable, I can't accept them.]
Xing Yuan: [Do you like it?]
Without waiting for Marven Ye to reply, Xing Yuan's message came again: [The pen is just a gift, what I want to give is the blue diamond.]
Marven Ye: [Then I can't accept it.]
Xing Yuan: [Take it as my eyes.]
Marven Ye: [? ? ?]
Xing Yuan: [Seeing it means seeing me. (laugh)]
Xing Yuan: [Bring it to me when I go to the toilet. (laugh)]
Marven Ye: "… "
I have never seen anyone use blue diamonds as a metaphor for their eyes, and I am also narcissistic.
Looking at the pen again, Marven Ye stared at the most eye-catching blue diamond, and finally put the pen away carefully and did not return it to Xing Yuan.
Things sent by former billionaires are still very collectible.
Early in the morning on the fourth day of the new year, Marven Ye tweeted that there was something wrong with the unit in City B, and only carrying a sports backpack, he boarded the plane to City S lightly.
An hour and a half later, he stood by the floor-to-ceiling window in the airport lobby and dialed the already familiar phone number.
Xing Yuan's mobile phone was turned off, and it seemed that he was still on the plane.
Marven Ye found a spot at the airport to sit down, put on sunglasses to cover his face, and put the earphones into the ear holes. Following the soft music, he casually swept the crowd in the hall hurriedly.
The author has something to say: Mr. Xing's worth has shrunk, and he began to work hard to make money to support his family 23333
##### A good man is me, I am Xing Xiaoyuan #####
Xing Yuan: "Work hard and make money to support your wife."
Marven Ye: "emmmmm... I don't care about you calling me my wife."
Xing Yuan: "Buy more Pikachu masks and Pikachu hoods for my wife."
Marven Ye: "… "
Marven Ye: "Electric you."