nonhuman affairs administration

The seminar is held on the beach and needs to be departed one day in advance.

Ren Vince drove, and the two of them went to Jin's hometown to pick him up and headed to the venue.

We need to stay for a day, and the three of us don’t have much, just a small luggage bag for each person.

Along the way, Mr. Jin and Jiang Ke were chatting.

Mr. Jin is humorous and interesting. He is an old man who lives a very transparent life and has his own unique views on many things. Sometimes talking to him will make you feel better.

The two-hour drive was smooth sailing.

The seaside is much more comfortable than the city. The weather has become warmer in recent days. It’s too hot to wear a coat at noon, as if I’m back in the summer.

The hotel we stayed in was very luxurious, the incense was not greasy, and the music was soft.

Ren Wensi and Jin Lao's rooms have been arranged. For someone as shameless as Jiang Ke to come and have a meeting, they have to deal with their own accommodation.

Most of the hotel was booked and the rooms were basically booked.

Jiang Ke could only sleep in the same room with Ren Wensi.

There is a dinner party tonight, and Jiang Ke follows Mr. Jin and Ren Wensi to show up.

Food is self-service, and waiters wearing shirts and vests shuttle among the crowd.

This time Jiang Ke accompanied him throughout the whole process. When other big guys came to greet Mr. Jin, he and Ren Wensi laughed with them.

After finally finishing the meal, Jiang Ke walked out of the restaurant to get some fresh air.

The moon is very full tonight and there is a breeze.

Because of the difference in specific heat capacity, the temperature at the seaside is not too cold in winter, at least not so cold that it is unbearable.

The hotel they booked was a theme hotel under the name of a yacht club. A bay was built on the offshore side for parking sailboats.

The poles of the sails stood high in the night sky, and the warm yellow lights outside the hotel illuminated the sea, making the waves sparkle and sparkle.

There is a blue semi-circular track, which is a relatively famous check-in spot for Internet celebrities. It is about one kilometer long. In the summer, the sea breeze is cool, and tourists will rent bicycles from the hotel to check-in.

There is a unique little train parked next to it. It should be for children to ride on. It is painted red and has a British-style color scheme. It is quite good-looking.

Winter is the off-season for tourism, so many tourism projects are closed.

In fact, when traveling here, it is most fun to go out on a yacht to fish for blowpipes.

There are blowpipe groups just offshore, and one fake bait is enough to get started. If you feel good about it, you can catch a big bucket in one afternoon.

Jiang Ke knelt down and patted the platform some twenty centimeters above the runway, then sat down, facing the dark sea.

The sea breeze hit his face, and Jiang Ke smelled the fishy smell of sea water.

Jiang Ke lamented: "During the day, looking at the vastness of the sea makes people feel relaxed. But at night, I feel that the sea is actually quite scary, as if it hides many unknown secrets."

Ren Wensi was wearing trousers and sat down with his back to Jiang Ke, with the two of them crossing each other half a body apart.

Vince Ren said: "Do you need to think about so many things all day long?"

Jiang Ke smiled: "I've been reading too many books lately, and people tend to get depressed easily."

Jiang Ke sighed: "If you study every day, it's understandable to be sentimental."

Ren Vince looked into his eyes: "I hope you are happy."

Jiang Ke closed his eyes, put his palms on his sides, and fell on Ren Vince's back. He muttered: "Director, please support me, I don't want to work hard anymore."

Reviewing is a very painful thing. You are very busy every day, and there are endless words and theories to memorize every day, and endless professional knowledge. When you encounter a bottleneck period, people can easily get lost in the darkness and begin to collapse.

Jiang Ke feels so tired recently. Sometimes he is so anxious that he can't sleep at night.

The numbers on the calendar were decreasing day by day, but his review progress had stalled.

It was too painful, especially every time he finished answering the real questions, he would start to feel blank, and he didn't even want to correct the answers.

It was that kind of numbness. Thinking of correcting answers, copying wrong questions, and reviewing knowledge points again, he felt a throbbing pain in his head.

Ren Vince adjusted his posture so that he could lean more comfortably. He lowered his head slightly and took out a blue cloth bag from somewhere.

He handed the cloth bag to Jiang Ke and said, "I'll support you."

Jiang Ke had something stuffed in his hand. When he opened his eyes, he saw a blue cloth bag with small white dots hanging on it. The light was a bit dark. Jiang Ke found an angle with brighter light to look at the cloth bag. I discovered that those little white dots were small white and yellow flowers.

The floral cloth bag was bulging with naan and felt very thick, as if it were made of some cardboard.

Jiang Ke had a bad premonition. He turned his body to look at Ren Vince, who motioned for him to open it.

Jiang Ke had some guesses, but felt that his guesses were a bit outrageous. This cloth bag was a bit too plain. Those things should at least be locked in a safe.

Jiang Ke asked again uncertainly: "Director, are you really opening it?"

Ren Vince watched him grind and chirp, took the cloth bag from his hand, faced the side of the platform with good light, took out the contents of the cloth bag, and arranged them one by one.

The cloth bag looks quite small, but it contains a lot of things.

The first thing Ren Vince took out were a few red books. His voice was smooth and he began to introduce: "This is real estate. The teacher said that I should keep it well and use it to find a wife in the future."

Followed by several bankbooks, including his salary and mission bonus.

Not only the passbook, but also several bank cards from major banks. Ren Vince said: "I haven't calculated the salary card and bonus in detail. You can check it out when the time comes. It should be enough to support you."

Jiang Ke was stunned beside him.

He had a cheap hand and opened a red book. It was indeed a real estate, and the address was a real estate in Kyoto with an area of ​​several hundred square meters.

Kyoto! Several hundred square meters! What a concept!

Jiang Ke wanted to curse, but he was so frightened that his heart stopped beating.

He quickly took hold of Ren Vince's hand, stopped his movements, and told him not to take out anything more.

Jiang Ke said that the cake was so big that he didn’t even know how to eat it.

Jiang Ke said weakly: "That's enough, director, I have a question now, why do you work in the hospital every day?"

Ren Vince tilted his head, seeming a little confused. His brows were slightly frowned and his lips were slightly parted. This expression made him look particularly innocent.

Ren Wensi: "Work is to make money. The teacher said that you need to make money to survive in human society."

Jiang Ke:......

Jiang Ke just wanted to grab Mr. Jin's arm and shake the water out of his head.

As long as you take out the house book and convert it into cash once it is sold, there will be no problem in raising 100 Vinces!

Mr. Jin is so cruel, he actually let a golden rich man work from eight to six every day and live a simple life of a social animal.

Jiang Kai actually arranged for him to live in an old house without an elevator!

What is the identity of Vince Ren!

What is his identity!

He actually lives in the same building as Vince Ren!

What the hell!

Fate is unfair!

Jiang Ke went crazy and screamed loudly in his heart: Why?

Why can't there be just one more rich person like me in this world?