Quick Travel: Passing Through the Bloody World

"Well done."

Pei Yu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his fingertips touching the frosted window surface. The frost melted instantly when it touched the temperature of his fingers.

"This is what I should do, but..."

The person on the other end of the phone was a little hesitant, and Pei Yu motioned for him to continue.

"Boss, didn't you tell Mr. Qu that you are the boss of Lingrui Group?"

"He will know in the future. Besides, my cooperation with him is not because of our relationship. Qu Shenyi has this level."

In the original text, Qu Shenyi was quite innovative in MR research and development, but his research and development lacked technical support.

Pei Yu just made up for this technical deficiency.

The reasons why MR technology is difficult to popularize at home and abroad are: one is that MR equipment has high price requirements, and most of the game experiencers are young people who stay at home. The excessively high price leads to a limited audience. The other most important reason is that the imaging capability is too poor. It is difficult to improve the imaging and sensitivity without reducing the weight of the equipment.

These are difficult technical problems that are difficult to overcome, so Qu Shenyi's project in the original text ultimately failed.

Qu Shenyi chose to innovate and explore, while Jiang Chen built a high-rise building on the foundation laid by his predecessors.

Jian Rui nodded: "Okay, I understand, boss."

He wanted to say something else, but when he heard Pei Yu knocking on the door, he stopped talking and hung up the phone.

Pei Yu: "Come in."

When Pei Yu saw the person coming, his eyelids twitched.

How did Liu Feiyu get in?

Liu Feiyu was holding a bunch of red roses in his hand. He was still wearing a gray suit, with his hair combed back to reveal his forehead.

"Xiao Yu, long time no see."

Liu Feiyu placed the rose on Pei Yu's desk and said, "I haven't seen you since we left the auction that day. I asked the employees of your company and they all said you didn't come to work. Fortunately, you are here today..."

He pointed at the bunch of red roses and said, "Xiao Yu, look, these are the red roses I bought at the flower shop. They have just been shipped here and are in full bloom."

"Brother Liu."

Pei Yu interrupted Liu Feiyu: "Brother Liu, although I am not sure about the exact meaning of you sending me red roses, I still want to say, Brother Liu, you and I have no intention of falling in love. We are not suitable for each other."

Liu Feiyu's voice was anxious: "Why is it inappropriate? Xiaoyu, there is a magnetic field between us homosexuals. I can feel that you like men. Why can't you and I give it a try?"

"I'm sorry, Brother Liu, I really can't accept your feelings. You and I are not suitable."

"..."

"Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

Pei Yu looked at the bouquet of red roses on the table and threw them into the trash can.

Just bought it from the florist?

It was clearly pulled from his own flower bed. The branches and leaves had not been trimmed yet, and there were still water droplets from having just been sprayed.

Pei Liang was standing not far from Pei Yu's office door waiting for Liu Feiyu. When he saw him come out with a bad look on his face, he raised his hand and grabbed his arm.

Pei Liang: "What did he say?"

Liu Feiyu snorted coldly: "He said that there is no match between the two of us."

Pei Liang frowned: "It shouldn't be..." The character he created for Liu Feiyu was exactly the type that Pei Yu liked.

Liu Feiyu hooked his fingers on the tie and pulled it off with force, revealing his collarbone under his shirt and an extremely obvious red mark on the upper part of his chest.

"There is no man in this circle that I can't sleep with."

"..." Qu Shenyi, didn't you get enough sleep?

But Pei Liang didn't say anything. He said, "What should we do? I've given you all the projects in South City. You have to keep your promise."

Besides, if Liu Feiyu could really sleep with Pei Yu, he would have gotten a great bargain.

"Mr. Pei's birthday party will be held in a few days. Here, put this in the wine that Pei Yu drinks that day."

Liu Feiyu handed Pei Liang a bottle about the size and thickness of a thumb, which contained milky white powder.

"What's this?"

Liu Feiyu glanced at him and said: "A little something to liven up your mood. You usually play with so many women, haven't you used it before?"

"..." Of course I haven't used it.

Pei Liang is good-looking and he is the eldest son of the group. There are a lot of women chasing after him, but if he can't get them, he will just give up. There is no need to make things embarrassing.

Liu Feiyu is different. He is a gay, and many of the men he likes are straight. At this time, he needs to use some unnecessary means.

Pei Liang took the small bottle and sighed. These crazy homosexuals were really bad. He had only heard of this kind of thing but never seen it.

but……

"My grandfather was a soldier when he was young. You dare to do this at his birthday party. Aren't you afraid that he will break your legs?"

"On the day of Mr. Pei's birthday party, many reporters came to the Pei residence. Mr. Pei is old and cares about his reputation. Even if he knew there was something hidden, he would not say anything."

Having said that, Pei Liang recalled the time when he was a child and bullied the sick Pei Yu, and the old man Pei hit him with his cane, causing him to feel a solid spiritual beat all over his body.

Pei Liang's eyes were filled with fear.

When Pei Yu was a child, he was sickly and weak, so he often threw stones at him and laughed at him for being neither male nor female at school with other children. After being discovered by Mr. Pei, he did not dare to act rashly in public, but secretly instigated his younger brothers to cause trouble for Pei Yu.

Pei Yu was still young at that time, and I don’t know if he remembers those things.

If Pei Yu remembered, then did he know all about his previous pretense of being close to her?

Thinking of this, Pei Liang shook his head fiercely.

Liu Feiyu patted Pei Liang's arm and said, "After the deal is done, I'll give you 5% of the shares."

Pei Liang hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and nodded.

After hearing this, the system came back to the corner and said, "You are only worth 5% of the shares?"

The smooth glowing balls flew around, seeming to be gloating over other people's misfortune.

Pei Yu was too lazy to pay attention to it, so he pushed it aside and continued to organize the documents.

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"What do you think we should give Mr. Pei?"

Qu Shenyi was spinning on the swivel chair, and Cui Feixu was getting a headache from it.

"Mr. Pei was a soldier when he was young. He will definitely not like those fancy things you gave him."

Qu Shenyi rolled his eyes: "Do you need to tell me this?"

"In previous years, you attended birthday banquets like this just for formality, right? Why is it so formal this year?"

"This year is different." This year is Grandpa Pei Yu's birthday party.

This concerns his life.

Pei Yu has been close to Grandpa Pei since childhood, and can please Grandpa Pei, so that is naturally different.

Qu Shenyi suddenly had an idea in his mind. Yes, Pei Yu was close to Old Man Pei, so Pei Yu must know about it.

He stood up suddenly, grabbed Cui Feixu's back and pushed him out.

Cui Feixu: "?"

Cui Feixu reluctantly turned his head and asked in confusion: "Why did you push me?"

"Get out! I need to make a phone call."

"What phone call can't I answer?" Cui Feixu was even more shocked.

Then he was pushed suddenly and there was a loud slam of a door behind him.

Cui Feixu remained silent.

There's something wrong with this! There's definitely something wrong with Qu Shenyi! He's even making phone calls behind people's backs!

Hearing the footsteps outside the door fading away, Qu Shenyi turned on his mobile phone, hesitated for a long time, put it on his chest, picked it up and pressed it again.

Finally, he opened the WeChat video chat, and the person on the other end quickly picked up the call.