The chosen boss of the end times, just wants to lie down

With his current frequent visits to Beijing, if he wants to collaborate with Zheng Ming to research the golden pill in the future, Chen Ye feels that he needs to have a house in Beijing.

Although she could stay in the space for more than ten hours, she still needed a place to hide.

Zheng Ming insisted on drinking with her at the table, but his alcohol tolerance was really poor, not even as good as hers.

Last time, Liu Si Ning was there to cover for him, so he didn't see his embarrassment when he was drunk. Now, after three glasses of wine, he started talking nonsense.

He was born a gangster, full of gangster spirit. He made a living in the midst of swords and swords in his early years. After turning to business for more than ten years, it is said that his temperament has settled down, but once he got drunk, his true nature was exposed.

She kept cursing at people, cursing this and that, like a shrew.

Chen Ye vaguely heard from his intermittent words that the two people in the afternoon were the family members of a certain leader. They seemed to want to ask him for something and often came to pester him.

Then he asked Qin Wei beside him: "Is Boss Zheng's life so miserable?"

It seems that the so-called leaning on many big trees also requires a considerable price to pay. Just maintaining this messy network of relationships is annoying enough. Anyway, she doesn't have the patience.

Qin Wei smiled and said, "Miss Chen, you went to Mr. Zheng's house this afternoon. Didn't you see anyone else?"

Chen Ye shook his head.

Qin Wei was not a gossipy person, so he just smiled and said, "That's good, so as not to disturb you and make you more upset."

Qin Wei didn't say anything, and Chen Ye didn't like to pry into other people's private affairs, so the conversation stopped there.

Zheng Ming was making a lot of noise at the dinner table. Chen Ye had drunk some wine and had been exposed to the scorching sun during the day. He felt a headache and wanted to go over and beat him to death.

"Get him away!"

Qin Wei had no choice but to help him into the car and ask the driver to take him home.

The guy looked short and had drunk a little bit of wine, so he was very aggressive and unreasonable. The two men were unable to tie him into the car.

Chen Ye couldn't bear to see this, so he dragged him into the car and said, "Go back to sleep, don't delay my work tomorrow!"

Zheng Ming felt dizzy as if someone was twisting him up. The feeling of weightlessness made his stomach churn. As soon as he was stuffed into the car, his abdomen cramped and his throat was out of control. His remaining rationality made him sit up quickly and turn to the outside of the car door, vomiting directly at Chen Ye who was standing there.

Chen Ye dodged quickly, but his feet were still too late and stained with filth.

Zheng Ming's stomach churned and he vomited all over the place.

Chen Ye gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, wondering if he would be able to stand up and take her to find someone tomorrow after this punch.

After he vomited, his face was covered with snot and tears, and there was dirt around his mouth. He looked like he was dying.

He looked at the dirt on his feet again and turned back to the house.

Xu He had someone take Chen Ye to the room where she had lived before, and also prepared clean water for her to take a bath.

Chen Ye was about to enter the space and take a shower at the pool. Seeing that the sewer in the guest room's bathroom had been blocked, making it inconvenient to take a shower, he sent Xu He away with only a small bucket of water, citing the preciousness of water.

Chen Ye took a quick shower, placed the silkworm clothes flat in a net bag to dry in the shade, then found a set of clothes in the warehouse and put them on, then went to sleep in the wooden house.

The next morning, Zheng Ming showed up at Qin Wei's house with his hair neatly combed and his hair tied up. He had no recollection of what happened the night before when he was drunk.

Qin Wei still gave him some face, and Wan Ye had already told everyone not to mention it.

Chen Ye and Zheng Ming came to the Institute of Biophysics of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, where various promotional reports were displayed at the entrance.

As the temperature rose and there was plague everywhere, people were coming in and out of the institute in a hurry.

Chen Ye thought Zheng Ming was going to take her to some small research institute, but he actually brought her here. But, is this not what she wants, and is it not related to her major?

What she could not have imagined was that the person who met them was the director of the institute, Academician Deng Zhang.

Chen Ye said softly, "Sure, Boss Zheng."

Zheng Ming was quite proud and whispered: "When I was young, I always dreamed of becoming Spider-Man. Later, when I became rich, I donated some money. I hope they can help me realize this wish as soon as possible."

This is a donation of hundreds of millions of dollars.

Deng Zhang and Zheng Ming were old acquaintances. When he saw him from a distance, he came over and held his hand tightly, taking him to his office, completely ignoring Chen Ye who was following behind him.

Even when Zheng Ming introduced Chen Ye to him, he just nodded slightly.

Until Zheng Ming explained his purpose, he pointed at Chen Ye and said, "This is my boss. Ask her what she wants to do."

Deng Zhang thought of Zheng Ming's previous wish and didn't discourage him. He just thought he was having another dream. He looked at Chen Ye, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

The clothes Chen Ye wore today were randomly found in the space. They were neither high-end nor luxury brands, and they were not even ordinary luxury. Compared with Zheng Ming's clothes, they looked very simple.

To put it bluntly, even Liu Si Ning was dressed better than her. Is this his boss?

Deng Zhang paused, then asked politely, "I wonder what area does Miss Chen want our help in?"

"wait for me a while."

Chen Ye got up and went downstairs to the car.

When they came, Zheng Ming kept complaining that she had to drive here by herself, and said that every rich family has one or two drivers.

How could she not know?

Chen Ye borrowed the car and took out a box of herbs prepared in the morning from the space. There were dried herbs and fresh herbs. He took a few of each and put them in sealed bags. He wrote the names on the shelf in the warehouse, but did not write the functions and efficacy.

The second box appeared after the medicinal field in the backyard of the wooden house was harvested. I guess the ingredients were selected from these herbs.

She only had one pill left, and it was so precious that she wasn't willing to take the risk.

When Chen Ye was returning with a box of herbs, he was bumped by a person who was coming down from the first floor lobby, and the box in his hand fell to the ground. Because the lid of the box was not sealed, some of the packages of herbs inside fell out of the box.

The man was busy apologizing to her and then squatted down to help her clean up.

At this time, a hand reached out and picked up a bag of herbs.

Chen Ye followed the old hand and saw an old man with gray hair, wearing glasses and a washed-out Zhongshan suit. He was squinting at several herbs in the bag.

He murmured softly, "Fairy bean grass? Isn't this the seed leaf, a simple leaf? Hmm...hmm? Why is the pseudobulb so long? How many years will it take to grow?" He turned it over and over for a while, his eyes gradually becoming hot, and he was about to open the seal to take it out for a closer look.

Chen Ye snatched it away, took the bag from the other person as well, closed the lid, and went straight upstairs.

The old man was startled, and watched Chen Ye leave, and followed him anxiously. The young man who bumped into Chen Ye called out from behind him: "Hey, Mr. Zhou, aren't we going back?"