After I became the protagonist Bai Yueguang, I was in the Shura field [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 6

008 was taken aback for a while, and didn't speak for a while.

Qiao Ying leaned back on the chair and said to it in her head, 【Why do you think I avoid him. 】

After he finished speaking, he fell silent, leaving 008 with a pile of data doubting his life.

The dishes were served quickly, and not long after the menu was confirmed, a line of waiters knocked lightly on the door of the private room with trays.

Qiao Ying watched them file in, put the tray in his hand on the velvet tablecloth, and then file out again, without making any sound.

There was no problem on his side, but on Chu Yu's side, a young waiter was obviously frightened by his black face, he was so nervous that he almost made a mistake when placing the tray, and ran away quickly when he left.

Qiao Ying could quite understand him. After all, Chu Yu's expressionless and sullen face was usually very scary.

When the dishes were all ready, he returned to the company in a hurry and moved his chopsticks first.During the dinner, Chu Yu kept looking this way, hesitant to speak, but always looked away when he looked up.

Qiao Ying was baffled, thinking that this person might really be planning to send herself to the hospital.

No one can tell what didn't happen.

Seeing that the frequency of his chopsticks was gradually decreasing, Chu Yu, who had been holding back a meal, finally planned to speak, "Mr. Qiao, why don't you ask who I am returning to China for?"

Qiao Ying put down the black wooden chopsticks, raised her eyelids and looked over, "You went abroad to study, of course you will come back after graduation."

The implication is that it has nothing to do with him, so I don't want to ask, don't care, and aren't interested.

Qiao Ying has always had such a personality, she is very indifferent to everything, especially things that have nothing to do with her, her reaction is so cold that it can even be called ruthless, Chu Yu knew it clearly before.

He persuaded himself not to be angry, but he was still annoyed by Qiao Ying's appearance that had nothing to do with me, so he said stiffly, "I have been abroad for a few years, and I rushed back as soon as I graduated from university."

Qiao Ying paused slightly with the hand holding the chopsticks, and it was rare to speak, guessing: "You were called back by your uncle to inherit the family business?"

Chu Yu's face changed, and he was not very happy, "Of course it's not because of this. I don't care about the old man's money. It's his money and it has nothing to do with me."

Qiao Ying said, "Then why are you in such a hurry to go back to China?"

The look in Chuyu's pupils flickered, and he felt nervous for no reason, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and was about to speak, when a bell sounded suddenly from his suit pocket.

When the bell rang, it completely interrupted his original thoughts.

Chu Yu's complexion was not very good, and he put his hand into his pocket to turn off the ringtone, and after a pause of two seconds, the sound rang again happily.

After repeating it several times, Qiao Ying had to look up, seeing that his face was getting darker and darker, she couldn't help but feel like laughing.

His eyes fell on the other party's buzzing suit pocket, "It sounds like you're in a hurry, Chu Yu, aren't you answering the phone?"

The initial ringtone set on the mobile phone kept ringing. Chu Yu didn't have much patience. He glanced down at the caller ID and found that it was his mother calling.

After seeing clearly who is calling, it is not so easy to hang up.

Chu Yu got up with a stinky face, went to the window and pressed the switch.

Qiao Ying wasn't full yet, the human-shaped gaze emitter who interrupted his meal walked away, and he took the chopsticks back into his hand.

The box was not big, Chu Yu stood by the window, his voice was carried by the wind.

"Dinning... what kind of banquet? It's the Qin family's eldest son's birthday, don't go, what does it have to do with me if he can't celebrate his birthday..."

"I also came to give gifts when I returned to China last month? There are too many people giving gifts, how do I remember..."

"Mom, I told you I'm not free... the old man will go by himself... You know, you know, why don't you go? You should take a nap, or there will be more wrinkles, and you will blame me for interrupting your beauty sleep."

Qiao Ying listened quietly for a while, and couldn't help thinking, Mother Chu on the other end of the phone was not easy, she listened to Chu Yu talking too much, and even if she wasn't sick, she would get angry.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Yu sat back, with a gloomy look on his brows, he was used to being wild, and his attitude towards his mother was not much better except for respectful words.

Qiao Ying didn't ask him about the phone call, but picked up the previous topic and continued, "Didn't you just say, why did you go back to China?"

Chu Yu looked over, his eyes were very complicated, mixed with something that Qiao Ying had never seen before, like angry, not completely, but still a little angry.

He looked at Qiao Ying for two seconds, and then said casually: "There is no particular reason, I have already taken my diploma, so what am I going to do outside if I don't go back to China?"

Qiao Ying: "?"

These words seem a little familiar.

He was silent for a while, deeply feeling that he was being played.

Chu Yu didn't seem to realize what he said just now. He was silent, and changed the subject abruptly, "Mr. Qiao, I asked me for a long time, but I haven't asked you yet. What are you doing in the company?"

Qiao Ying frowned slightly, looking puzzled, but then he figured it out, put all doubts behind him, and said, "I am a short-term signed artist of the company."

Chu Yu's pupils lit up, and there was a bit of unbelievable joy in his voice, "The contracted artist of the company?"

Qiao Ying nodded, and watched as he lowered his head and muttered something in a low voice, and then his pupils shone with excitement.

His eyelids twitched, his intuition was wrong, and he said vigilantly: "Don't touch my contract casually."

Chu Yu nodded and assured, "I will definitely not move."

Qiao Ying's trust in his words is almost zero, especially after seeing him write eager to try, jumping off the building directly became a negative number.

Qiao Ying didn't believe him, she turned serious, and said, "I'm serious, don't move around."

Chu Yu was more serious than him, as if he was going to attend an academic seminar, "How could I not listen to Teacher Qiao's instructions."

Qiao Ying believed it politely.

The two had lunch, and when they came out of the restaurant, it was not yet 01:30, only half an hour before the afternoon classes would start.

Chu Yu drove him back to the company. Before getting out of the car, he stopped Qiao Ying and asked, "Mr. Qiao, when do you get off work in the afternoon?"

Qiao Ying lowered her head and unbuckled the seat belt. The buckle made a slight "click" sound, and casually gave the correct answer, "05:30."

After he finished speaking, he sensed something was wrong, and turned his head vigilantly, "Why are you asking this?"

Chu Yu smiled irritably, winked at him, and asked flirtatiously: "Mr. Qiao, is there a driver missing? The kind that delivers to the door and can be invited in for a cup of coffee by the way."

Qiao Ying: "..."

He took his shoulder bag from the back seat of the car, and responded quietly, "No need."

Uncharacteristically, Chu Yu didn't continue chasing and insisting to pick him up, but leaned back in the driver's seat without much concern, "Okay, then, Mr. Qiao, be careful on the way back."

Qiao Ying said "um" and got out of the car.

The afternoon classes were very relaxed, almost all of which were self-directed exercises. He finished the training that should be done every day, and knew the principle of not overdoing it, so he sat aside and stayed quietly.

The phone suddenly buzzed, Qiao Ying took it out to take a look, and found that it was a text message to promote an advertisement.

When he learned that it was not important news, he lost interest, but it was boring to just sit like this, so he simply looked at his phone for a while.

To him, the mobile phone is not much different from a decoration. It is set to silent or do not disturb all the year round, and it will be set to vibrate when something important happens.The few good chat software in it are useless, other than that, only the game software that comes with the system is left.

He has a lot of social software that a normal young person should have, but he never opens it, downloading it is just a formality.

For some reason, Qiao Ying suddenly remembered the notice from the company's internal group.

After a pause, he clicked on the internal group that had been blocked for more than a year, and countless unread messages flashed across the screen. At this time in the afternoon, not many people worked hard, and most of them were in the water group, and new messages kept popping up. come out.

While Qiao Ying was in a daze, four or five pieces of new news flew by under his nose.

[Thing: Damn, the new general manager from the head office looks a little too hard to provoke, he is so handsome, I dare not even look at him.

Poem on the title page: I think so too... Secretary Zhu is usually a fierce person, but he suddenly becomes approachable next to him.

Don't ask me how to make up for attendance: there is one thing to say, the murderer is the real murderer, and the handsome is also really handsome. I feel that I can compete with my actor Lin.

The secretary does not work overtime: I heard from Secretary Zhu that the new general manager is said to be a high-achieving foreign student, a returnee who has just graduated from overseas, and the only son of the chairman.

Pig Wei: It’s not heard, it’s true, isn’t there a young lady in our department, I just asked, people say it is, if you don’t believe me, ask yourself@谚战的亲父What’s wrong]

Qiao Ying looked at things quickly, and glanced at all the smiles on the screen in a blink of an eye.

He didn't continue to read the new news, but turned up to see if there was any useful news.

Among the thousands of messages, except for one announcement notifying a department to work overtime, almost all of them were discussing Chu Yu.

Qiao Ying didn't have much patience in the first place, and now he was exhausted. He raised his hand and was about to exit, but accidentally clicked on the small arrow next to the chat box, and the screen quickly reached the bottom.

[It’s just what’s wrong with my dear father: Who’s lying, the new general manager only returned to China last month, okay.My dad was invited at that time to attend his clean-up banquet, and I followed him. At the banquet, the daughter of the CEO of another company fell in love with the general manager, but the general manager didn’t respond at all. He just told people that there was. I have a fiancé, after that I went to inquire about it, it seems that I had it when I was a student, it is a bamboo horse, and the relationship is very deep, this time I am going back to China to bring someone to get married, some people should rest their minds , people look down on you. ]

This passage was too long, and Qiao Ying took a few seconds to read things no matter how fast he was. He had just seen "Boss' Daughter" when he heard someone call his name.

Qiao Ying looked up and found that the course teacher came to check on a routine basis. Seeing him sitting on the side, he thought he was being lazy. He explained something, and the teacher wandered off to look at others.

After being interrupted like this, all previous thoughts disappeared, and Qiao Ying didn't bother to read the news just now.

There is no exact off-duty time in the artist industry. When you are busy, you can work 24 hours a day.

But this one is obviously impossible for a person like Qiao Ying who has no notice, no resources, and no fans. Before 05:30, he packed up his things and prepared to leave.

A second before entering the elevator, the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly. Qiao Ying thought it was another promotional advertisement, so he took it out to take a look when he got out of the elevator.

[Countdown: There are surprises in the company's underground garage, come and see. ]

The place where the message was sent was from an unknown nickname, and the avatar was also quite unfamiliar, so it was stuck at 05:30.

Qiao Ying stood at the elevator entrance and was stunned for a while before remembering to reply.

[Q: Are you? ]

As soon as he sent this message, the nickname above the other party's head changed to "the other party is typing".

Qiao Ying waited for half a minute, but there was no new message from the other side, and the status bar on the top kept the same words.

His patience gradually ran out, and his index finger moved very fast.

[Q: If you don't say it, you will be blacked out. ]

This time the status bar on the opposite side is no longer inputting, and it has returned to a nickname. I don’t believe it at all. Qiao Ying clicks on the other party’s avatar frame, and is about to block it. Come here, and Qiao Ying slipped his hand just now, and accidentally tapped on the connection.

The green microphone symbol disappeared for a moment, and was replaced by the call logo.

After hesitating for two seconds, Qiao Ying moved the microphone to her ear.

He was standing next to the elevator entrance, the signal was only a pitiful three bars, and the call quality of the chat software was not very good. There were constantly rustling noises, which were slight sounds made by the current flowing around.

The other side was silent, and did not speak first.

Qiao Ying asked tentatively, "Hello, are you?"

A voice of gnashing of teeth sounded from the opposite side, and it almost popped out word by word.

"Mr. Qiao, it's me."

The author has something to say: Chu Yu: I'm so angry that I didn't give me a note! ! ! ! ! !

Qiao Ying: Continue to feel guilty.jpg

Make up a small theater in the previous chapter.

Chu Yu: Teacher Qiao actually thinks that I want to take revenge on him when I go back to China? ? ?

008 (obedient): The host is right.

Qiao Ying: ... 008, try to file a complaint again.