Ha ha

"You can't drive after drinking alcohol. And you can't drive a special car for the disabled." Bai Qi didn't give him time to answer this time, and turned his wheelchair straight to the door.Xu Chenchuan had no choice but to follow behind.

The two took the elevator down to the underground parking lot. Xu Chenchuan watched silently as Bai Qi leaned over to open the car door, pushed himself into the driver's seat, and then stretched out his hand to fold the wheelchair and put it aside.

When Bai Qi looked up and saw Xu Chenchuan still standing aside watching, he casually said, "Sorry, I forgot to open the door for the manager."

"Ah, I'm not... sorry."

Xu Chenchuan was so choked that his eyes stared, and he suddenly felt that this long-lost feeling...was kind of kind.

——Didn't she become a shaker after being abused?Xu Chenchuan grabbed himself in his mind and shook him a few times.

The passenger seat was occupied by a wheelchair, so Xu Chenchuan had to sit in the back seat.It was the first time for him to ride in a car driven by Bai Qi, and he was curious to observe how to operate it, but he was afraid of offending Bai Qi, so he had to look out the window and pretend to see the scenery.

Many stores were closed, and the streets began to look deserted.

"Do you often work overtime so late?"

Bai Qi thought for a while: "Not at all. When I need to wait for the mail, I usually go home and wait, and I will stay when I have other things to deal with."

Xu Chenchuan immediately felt better: "That's good."

"What about you, do you often drink so late?"

"...Ah? No, I went home right after work, and today I have a dinner and must toast..." Xu Chenchuan explained without thinking about whether he had to explain.

Bai Qi was silent for a few seconds, as if thinking about it, he said: "In the future, if there are dinners, try to bring the driver with you. It's not safe to drive or take a taxi by yourself."

Xu Chenchuan was shocked.Hearing this earnest sentence pattern from Bai Qi's mouth is like listening to Shang Lu reciting the Eight Honors and Eight Disgraces, which violates harmony everywhere.

"I remember...thank you."

It took Xu Chenchuan a while before he suddenly reacted slowly, and his chest felt unbearably sore for a moment - Bai Qi was advising himself as a victim of a car accident.

If you get this kind of advice, you may have left him with a very unreliable impression.Xu Chenchuan recalled it for a while, and sure enough, he got drunk in front of him more than once, and almost ran under someone's wheel in front of Katie's house...

Is the person worried about themselves?

Does he worry about others too?

The phone vibrated, Xu Chenchuan picked it up and looked, it was a text message from Shu Yingli: "Are you heading home? Did you get a taxi?"

"It's almost here, Bai Qi will take me back." Xu Chenchuan replied.

Shu Yingli was stunned when she received the reply, and when she figured out who Bai Qi was, she immediately became angry: "You child, you still have trouble with him because he has limited mobility, Zhou Paipi!"

Xu Chenchuan hadn't finished typing yet, another one came after him: "Has he eaten yet? If not, I'll make some snacks for him to take with him."

The phone vibrated non-stop, Xu Chenchuan was a little embarrassed: "It happened to be on the way, he ate, don't worry, I know."

The phone just stopped.Xu Chenchuan looked up, and saw Bai Qi looking at him from the rearview mirror.Their eyes met, but Bai Qi withdrew his eyes first.

"Is there something urgent?" Bai Qi asked.

"No." Xu Chenchuan smiled, "My family asked when I'll be home."

"It's just ahead. You have to show the way after you go in."

The car drove to the gate of the high-end residential area where Xu Chenchuan lived, and Xu Chenchuan said: "Just stop here, the twists and turns inside will delay your time, I'll just walk over there."

Bai Qi didn't object, and stopped by the side according to his words.Xu Chenchuan pushed the door open and was about to get out of the car, when Bai Qi called out: "Manager Xu."

"What?—By the way," Xu Chenchuan scratched his head, and closed the car door again, "To be honest, this address sounds awkward to me..." He chose his words carefully, "Anyway, everyone has known each other for so long , you will still call me Chris outside the company in the future, how about it?"

Bai Qi looked at him from the rearview mirror without saying a word.The lights in the car were not turned on, and in the hazy night, Xu Chenchuan had a familiar feeling of being scanned by eyes.

He didn't dodge, but instead tried to read something from those dark eyes.

"Chris." Bai Qi finally changed his words, "Will you come in the third season?"

Xu Chenchuan couldn't tell whether it was a business inquiry or an invitation.Since he couldn't guess, he simply asked, "Do you want me to go?"

Bai Qi stared at him intently.

"of course."

Xu Chenchuan's heart was scratched lightly by a feather, making it itchy and irritable.He took a breath and exhaled slowly, feeling depressed.

"You answer me a question, and I'll go."

Bai Qi was noncommittal.Xu Chenchuan didn't wait for him to speak, and asked directly: "When I got drunk that day, what did I say on the phone?"

"Sorry, I can't answer."

Bai Qi refused so without thinking, Xu Chenchuan was a little annoyed: "I think a person at least has the right to know what he has said."

"……Feel sorry."

"Even if I quit the group, don't you tell me?"

Bai Qi expressed his attitude with silence.

Xu Chenchuan felt the anger of being teased: "Even if you are fired, don't you tell me?"

How could Bai Qi accept such a trick, his voice was mocking: "Are you trying to threaten me with this job, Manager Xu?"

Xu Chenchuan smiled.

"What are you afraid of, Bai Qi?"

……

"What is it that makes you so afraid of becoming a coward that you dare not even come up with an answer? Is there a sniper who watches over you 24 hours a day, and will be shot in the head if you speak?" Xu Chenchuan laughed out loud. His voice was bitter.

Then, under the cover of night, Bai Qi's knuckles holding the steering wheel slowly tightened.

"...You and I..." He said with difficulty, "You made a promise with me. I'm afraid that if you find out after you wake up, it won't count anymore."

"What agreement?" Xu Chenchuan frowned.Wouldn't it be a promise with your body?Are you drunk enough for that? !

Bai Qi smiled: "You will know. At most half a year later."

******

"It's too difficult, sir, I can't guarantee..." The poor engineer wiped his cold sweat and looked at the long straight line on the map, as if seeing his own death.

He tried to explain the whimsy of the plan to the expressionless bishop: "This line, if it is really built, will be a dam of at least 500 meters, set in the port, and the tide will hit it every day. It will be overwhelmed in less than a month...but you have to use it to block the British ships and artillery fire..."

"It must be blocked." The bishop nodded. "Neither the tide nor the army can break through the blockade. I will let La Rochelle run out of ammunition and food, and open the door for us to enter."

"But sir—" the engineer was about to cry. The word "can't" is easy to say, but whether you can do it or not is another matter!Can stones be used to build an iron wall in such a short period of time?

"Not only must the defense be strong, but also a blockhouse must be built on it, and warships must be deployed behind the dam, ready to attack at any time." Richelieu did not listen to the explanation at all, and listed the requirements on his own.The engineer sweated more and more, and was about to beg him to find another way, but the bishop smiled at himself.

"I asked many people, and the answers I got were 'impossible'." The bishop said, "Only you said 'difficult'. Do you have any thoughts in mind?"

The engineer muttered, "I guess a row of sunken ships can be placed in front of the embankment to act as a buffer... There is also no mortar between the stones, leaving some gaps for the tide to pass through. Of course, the drains must also be made. .but even so—"

"Just do it." The bishop nodded with a smile.

The engineer stared at him blankly.

The bishop frowned impatiently: "What are you waiting for?"

"...start now?"

"Of course it is now. Go and gather the manpower now, and if there is not enough, pay the volunteers." The bishop had already lowered his head to sort out the books, "How long do you think Buckingham will wait on the other side?"