In the next few days, Tang Chaozhen strictly implemented the nine-to-five standard.
I open my eyes in the morning and run, practice boxing, go home and wash up and make breakfast. After eating, I lie down for a while and video chat with the little girl. Then I go out to the store and spend the day with the ugly cat without disturbing each other. At six or seven in the evening
Come back at one o'clock to buy groceries and cook, then lie down for a while after eating, turn on the TV and check your phone, go out for a night run around ten o'clock, come back to wash up and go to bed...
In fact, this was almost the normal living conditions in the Tang Dynasty. The slight difference was that it was a bit deserted during meals. The circle was very narrow, and there was no intention to expand it. It was bland and boring? Maybe, it was just that the Tang Dynasty enjoyed it as much as sugar.
Oh, there was a dinner out with the original Baicao Office team. I have to say that although Tang Chao only did this job for more than half a year, the friendship between them was quite good, including this hot pot restaurant dinner.
Lao Wei took the lead in the organization, and he was the one who invited the guests. They met again, chatting and laughing with almost no feeling of unfamiliarity.
If there had been any change, it would have been Mu Ling. When Zhong Wanqing and Lao Wei asked about her work plans, she still behaved like a severely internet-addicted girl who would die as long as she was hungry.
, but in fact, Tang Chao knew that she had a new job, and the nature of the job was quite special. From a certain point of view, the two of them were now peers, living in the same world.
Yes, although it is not clear what happened specifically, Mu Ling is indeed mixed up with Ye Lian now. This has been known to the Tang Dynasty for a long time. As for the attitude, he is non-committal - if Mu Ling is forced
Yes, considering the past friendship, Tang Chao didn’t mind helping him out of the sea of misery and staying away from trouble. The key point was that Mu Ling joined voluntarily, and as far as he knew, he was extremely proactive, so it would be hard for Tang Chao to say anything...
Everyone has the right to choose their own life, as long as they can afford the price of this choice.
At the beginning of February, four days later, Tang Chao rarely worked overtime until about eight o'clock. He just closed the door of the music store and went into the back room. After a while, he quietly walked out of the back door of the music store with a paper box in his arms.
After walking through two alleys, walking into an old community, and turning around and around to enter an abandoned basement, the owner of this room suddenly had a pair of almond-shaped pupils. Who could he be if he wasn't pork belly?
Obviously it didn't expect Tang Chao to appear here. It forgot to run or attack for a moment, and squatted half-crouched in a few foam boxes, which must be the door of its nest, staring blankly at this uninvited enemy.
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The territory is quite large... Tang Chao glanced around the basement, which was not too small, and raised his eyebrows. He didn't find it strange. Adult wild cats are still very powerful in combat, and the extremely vengeful Pork Belly is one of the best.
, it makes sense to enjoy such a large place alone that is protected from the wind and rain.
Opening the paper box, Tang Chao took out a strange-looking wooden container that looked like an electric water heater, and walked over, "Chi—" Pork Belly woke up from a dream, and instantly lowered his body into an attacking posture, grinning his three-petal mouth and issuing a threat.
The natural growl was extremely ferocious. At the same time, his nose couldn't help but twitch a few times, and his almond-shaped pupils were fixed on the container in Tang Chao's hand. Inside the wooden plywood, there was a full supply of high-quality cat food.
Tang Chao didn't go near the cat's nest. He walked to a slightly clean corner and placed a container. He turned his head and looked at Pork Belly for a few seconds. When the latter looked at it, he raised his finger and pressed the small wooden board protruding from the side of the container. There were more than ten pieces of pork belly.
The cat food is dripping out... Obviously, this is a feeding machine. It was made in the Tang Dynasty and is purely handmade. I spent my spare time on it for several days.
"Do you understand? If you don't understand, read it again... Hey, if you don't say anything, I will take it as your acquiescence. I need to go out for a few days, and there is only so much food. It will be gone after I finish it. I hope you understand what saving is.
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After saying a few words like this, Tang Chao looked at Wu Belly, who was still on high alert, pondered a little, shook his head and stood up, giving up the idea of bringing him up to teach him through words and deeds, mainly because he was worried that he would be frightened and the latter would abandon this den and run away overnight.
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In fact, even without this thing, there is a high probability that the other party will not starve. After all, the ability of an adult wild cat to forage goes without saying. The mottled but shiny hair can already speak for itself. But this is not what was promised a few days ago.
She was a little girl, so the Tang Dynasty still made this manual feeding machine.
Now I just hope that the other party will not live up to the fruits of his hard work these days... Well, the problem should not be big. To be honest, the pork belly is really ugly, but it is definitely not stupid, otherwise it will not be liked by the crowd at a glance.
Dou is such a kind-hearted two-legged beast.
After doing all this, Tang Chao stopped caring and simply turned around and walked out of the basement.
An hour and a half later, he returned to his hometown and appeared again in the waiting room of Lingjiang International Airport. Of course, Tang Chao had completely changed his appearance at this time. He was not the tall and handsome Song Qingming, but a middle-aged man with a fat and out-of-shape figure.
A foreign man with white skin, light blue eyes mixed with light gray pupils, a typical image of an old European man.
Oh, there is also a bit of business style, from the laptop on the knee in front of him, the overall appearance is that of an ordinary and hard-working business traveler.
Listening to the flight announcement next to his ears, Tang Chao frowned slightly and closed his laptop. Still unable to find the whereabouts of the Minotaur... After all, the top killers in Europe and the United States are not as good as those in Asia in this field.
The top ones seem cheaper, but those who can reach the top 100 rankings are undoubtedly not ordinary people, and it is normal that their whereabouts cannot be traced.
It doesn't matter, Tang Chao didn't intend to take the initiative to find the other party anyway, or would it be a good idea to let the other party come to him?
In the previous life, the conflict between the Tang Dynasty and the Mighty Prison Divine Court was alleviated by the latter realizing that the price required to pay was too high, and to put it bluntly, it was not cost-effective, and finally took the lead in stopping the endless fight between the two sides. This time the Tang Dynasty planned to use the same trick.
Again, go to Europe and wander around a few times, and give some eye drops to an old guy in the Temple of Hell who is eager to avenge his son. If everything goes well, such as killing the Minotaur named O'Connor, he should be able to regain his consciousness.
Sanity...
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! This is Tang Chao's plan. It is very simple and very practical. After all, it has successfully proven its feasibility in the previous life. The only possible question is whether he can defeat that
A minotaur...
To be honest, Tang Chao was not sure, and the two parties had never had any form of dealings in the previous life. One of his old friends did have a fight with the other party. Unfortunately, the timing was wrong. If he could wait another two years,
, maybe there is no need for him to take action at all, what a pity...
Thinking about all this, Tang Chao stuffed his notebook into a small suitcase that did not require check-in, got up and walked to the boarding gate. After going through a series of procedures including security check, he boarded an international flight to Paris, France. Let's go.
When I entered the economy class cabin, I glanced at a few crooked nuts. Most of them were Chinese. There were a few excited faces that seemed familiar to me.
There are about fifteen or sixteen people, all from the same company, Xie Wei's foreign trade company. This is a group trip with a year-end bonus. But compared to ordinary companies, Xie Wei's handwriting is more grand.
We simply moved the team building location to Europe. By the way, the three jelly beans who have completed the examination tomorrow will fly from Los Angeles to France to meet up here.
In addition, there were employees from another company in the cabin. They were both traveling for the year-end trip, but the number of the latter was larger, more than 20 people. Together, the employees of these two companies basically occupied most of the cabin seats. Both parties seemed to have similar views.
We are familiar with each other. Some employees have already talked about the same thing... This is nonsense. The two companies are door-to-door, separated by an elevator passage. They look up and look down all the time. Of course they know each other.
It is the employees of Su Jie's company, and even himself, who is on this plane now, in the first class cabin in front. Such a coincidence is not the result of an intentional agreement between the leaders of the two companies, but the subsequent
It is a private decision. I have to admit that my ex-husband is still willing to spend a lot of money when it comes to picking up girls!
Of course, these have nothing to do with the Tang Dynasty. He has no intention of disturbing the little girl's winter vacation travel. If nothing else happens, his next course of action will not have any intersection with the tour group.
In the evening, at a quarter past ten, the flight took off on time. In the corner by the window, Tang Chao withdrew his eyes from looking at the vast night outside, pulled down his blindfold, and fell asleep...