"Mom, I've brought a lot of things back. You should keep them. You can give some to those who have helped us in the past." Haoran left two large packages outside and carried his own small travel bag.
He obediently entered the house. In addition to a change of clothes, there was also his gaming helmet in the small bag.
"Now that you've become successful, you still know how to repay the village." His mother's voice came from behind. Haoran curled his lips and brought something to the villagers. In addition to repaying the previous support, it also gave him the face of his parents. How could he forget it?
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A few minutes later, he was lying on the kang in his own room, covered with a quilt that smelled of straw. He felt more at ease than ever before. Even though this place was not as luxurious and comfortable as Xiaoyun's villa, it had a sense of home.
The feeling of freedom intertwined with family love is unparalleled anywhere.
Occasionally, a few sporadic barks of dogs could be heard in his ears, as well as the faint voices of his parents, all of which were exactly the same as when he had not left home. The only difference was that he was independent and his parents were old...
A burst of tiredness came over him, and he fell into sleep.
What Haoran didn't know was that after he fell asleep, the parents next door couldn't fall asleep for a long time. On the one hand, it was because of the excitement of his son coming home, and on the other hand, he was worried.
"Of course, damn it, have you noticed? My son is hiding something from us." The father lay on the pit and said quietly.
"Yes. He just said he wanted to thank the boss and colleagues who helped him last time. Why did he change companies all of a sudden? I'm afraid..." My mother was also confused. She didn't read many books, but that didn't mean that they
He is stupid. When it comes to work, Haoran is hesitant. How can they not be suspicious?
"When he was a child, he would touch his ears whenever he lied. When talking about work, he would never take his hands off his ears." His father said with certainty, "There must be something wrong inside."
"My face turned red at that time, which is a sign of lying." The father asserted that he knew his son better than anyone else.
"Of course, this child has been careful since he was young and won't do anything principled. Don't think too much about it." The mother comforted the father, but she couldn't let go. She added, "Let's do it this way. I'll take the time to set it up tomorrow."
His words.”
"Let's do it this way. Don't push him too hastily. If something happens that he can't resist, he will definitely be nervous. Let's not put any more pressure on him." Father nodded and said: "Go up.
I left the phone number of the colleague who sent me back last time. If I really can’t do anything, I’d better ask him.”
"I know." Mother responded.
They muttered some more farewells, their voices gradually became softer, and they finally fell asleep.
It was already the next morning when Haoran woke up.
"I can't afford to be hurt, I really can't afford to be hurt..." Suddenly his cell phone rang, and a very emotional song sounded. This song "Can't afford to be hurt" by Wang Lin was set to "Can't afford to be hurt" by Xiaoyun when he played with his cell phone.
Default ringtone. I thought it was good at the time, but now it sounds a little inconsistent with the simple rural atmosphere.
"Hello?" Haoran looked at the screen and it showed that the caller was Xiaoyun.
"Xiaobai, are you up?" Xiaoyun's voice sounded really nice.
"There is no other way. In order to answer the call from the beautiful boss, I have to keep myself awake." Haoran joked.
"You know how to talk." Xiaoyun chuckled, but soon his voice became serious again: "I'm afraid the problem in your game is troublesome. The technical team I asked about checked it for a long time and gave an answer, saying that it is
I need to report it further. I’m afraid this matter will alert the technical director of Wuji China.”
"So serious?" Haoran suppressed his smile, but felt a chill in his heart, and asked, "How long will it take for you to hear back?"
"Chinese people do things with such efficiency..." Xiao Yun said half a sentence, but Haoran already understood the meaning.
"It seems that I have a long vacation." He said half-jokingly, half-seriously.
"Hey, don't think too much about it. I will definitely find a solution for this matter." Xiaoyun comforted him a few more words and said: "I'm online first. You're not around this time, and the clean cowboys can't be online either. In the gang,
A lot of things are all on Ah Cheng, and I'm afraid he won't be able to handle it."
"Well, bye."
After hanging up the phone, Haoran's expression was not good. If this matter is delayed again and again after the report is reported, for ten days and a half, then his losses will be huge.
He just wanted to tell Xiaoyun that if it didn't work, just throw money at it. Even if it cost several million, it would be worth it as long as he could get out of trouble one day earlier. But then he thought about it, what could he think of, with Xiaoyun's shrewdness?
Who would have thought? In China, there are some things that just throwing money at is useless. You have to know people who have the ideas to do it.
He knows someone, yes, a light suddenly flashed in his mind. Professor Wang Bo said last time that the technical director of China Wuji District is his senior, and the relationship seems to be pretty good.
Unable to act, Haoran immediately dialed Professor Wang's phone number.
"Beep~beep..." After five consecutive beeps, the call was connected.
"Hello, Haoran?" Professor Wang also had his number on his phone and spoke before he could announce his home address.
"It's me, Professor Wang." Because they were not in the game, they had a tacit understanding not to use the name in the game and changed it back to the real name.
"What's wrong with you? Why did your level drop to level one?" Wang Bo asked anxiously before he could say anything, "Are you being sought for revenge because you helped me last time?"
"It's nothing, just do the task and do it like this." Haoran said with a wry smile.
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"Is it really true that the mission was downgraded?" Wang Bo was stunned.
"Yes, by the way, why did this incident alarm you?" Haoran was surprised.
"Can I not know? Have you ever seen the official forum of Wuji? It's all crazy." Professor Wang said: "A post called "Records of China's No. 1 Master Returning to Zero" was pinned to the top
On the forum, if you say you have made too many enemies, you will be directly brushed back to level one. Not only that, but the description will be vivid, as if you saw it with your own eyes."
"Is this really true?" Haoran was stunned and asked: "I'm still trapped in the secret realm of the mission and can't get out. Why do such rumors appear? What's the name of the person who posted the message?"
"Let me think about it, it seems to be a pretty weird name. By the way, it's called Wangfu Cliff." Wang Bo said.
"It's her!" Haoran was stunned, then smiled bitterly and said: "Sure enough, she would rather offend officials than women."
"Do you know her?" Wang Bo couldn't help but ask after hearing what he said.
"The person I introduced to you as Bao Langchuang has only added me as a friend, but I haven't even met him in person." Haoran said: "At that time, it was just to add 5 friends so that I could be teleported to Biyou City to do tasks. This person was a little nervous and we chatted for a few words.
, I didn’t dare to talk to her anymore, I didn’t expect that I would come up with such a story now.”
"That's it." Wang Bo nodded and said, "You just said you were trapped in a mission secret realm, and your level was cleared because of the failure of the mission?"
"No, I won this honor because I successfully completed the task." Haoran said with a wry smile: "I was just thinking of asking for your help on this matter."
"What's the matter? As long as I can help, just ask." The thing is like this..."
"So that's what happened." After hearing what Haoran said, Professor Wang promised on the spot: "I'll call the senior right away and ask him to pay attention to this matter. As long as he speaks, the people below will never dare to waste time."
"Then I'll trouble you, Professor." Haoran thanked him repeatedly, and then said: "This trustee's social expenses..."
"My senior and I have a very close relationship, and you can be considered his nephew. With his personality, he will never accept this money under any circumstances." Wang Bo said, "You can rest in peace for two days and wait for my news.
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After hanging up the phone, Professor Wang immediately dialed another number: "Senior Lin, it's me..."
Half a day later, Wuji China Headquarters was located in a skyscraper in BJ City.
A man in his forties sat on a swivel chair and carefully read the report on the table. The further he looked down, the tighter his brows became. Finally, a deep Chinese character "Chuan" was formed.
"Bang!" He slammed the report on the table, and the paper flew out from the loose book folder and scattered all over the floor.
"Director Lin, what's the matter?" Hearing the noise, a beautiful woman immediately opened the door and walked in. She looked about thirty years old, and her professional attire still couldn't hide her mature and plump figure.
As soon as the beautiful secretary saw what was going on in the room, she immediately leaned down, collected the scattered information pages in a few movements, and rearranged them on the desk in order.
This middle-aged man in his forties is Lin Feng, the technical director of Wuji China. His work ability is extremely outstanding, and he is usually pretty good to his subordinates. However, he has a bad habit, which makes him unhappy every time.
I like to break things.
As the chief secretary, Wen Fan was already used to this situation.
The loss was relatively light this time, and the book clip was not broken. Wen Fan breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he could save one of the spare clips in his pocket today.
"Miss Wen, ask consultant Cai Yuchen to come to my place immediately!" Lin Fan waited for her to pack everything up and said with a serious expression.
"Yes." Wen Fan cleverly did not ask why, quietly closed the door and exited.
"Consultant Cai? Do you have any arrangements for this afternoon? Director Lin seems to have something urgent and I hope you can come over." Secretary Wen spoke very tactfully and did not disrespect Cai Yuchen at all because of Lin Feng's attitude just now.
Half an hour later, Cai Yuchen appeared in Director Lin Feng's office.
"Brother, do you miss me? Are you asking people to come to me so hard?" Cai Yuchen came to Lin Feng's office and immediately shouted carelessly. The two had a good personal relationship, and he would not treat Lin Feng politely.
Treat it like a superior.
"Did you design to trap Kuangsheng Xiaobai in the sealed place?" Lin Feng remained unmoved and asked gloomily.
"So that's what happened," Cai Yuchen said nonchalantly: "It was indeed me. What happened?"
"What's wrong? I have the nerve to ask me?! As a technician, you secretly tampered with the game and imprisoned the number one player in China in a half-dead place. You still have the nerve to ask me?" Cai Yuchen took a photo of the documents on the table.
He made a loud noise and said, "If word of this gets out, how much loss will the company suffer?"
