Confrontation in the abyss

"I'm sure that I can no longer make a fair and rational judgment on Anson Lorenzo, so I don't think I'm suitable for the current position. I request a transfer." Zhou Zhao's expression told Liszt that he had already considered it quite clearly.

Listerton was there.He knows Zhou Cho, this subordinate is rational and calm, even in the black vortex, he is very clear about his position.He asked for a transfer, which meant he felt like he was on the edge of a cliff.

"Okay, I will give you a one-month vacation first, and during this period I will chat with other branches. You know that Rudolph Mende has been dismissed from his post pending trial, and I will see if you can take over his Work."

"Thank you."

That afternoon, Zhou Cho passed by the tea room on the same floor and was dragged into it.

The door was locked, and Zhou Cho was pressed against the wall. He didn't resist because he knew who the other party was, "Oh, Leslie, you are not angry because you saw the result of Marin's trial, right?"

Leslie's eyes were cold and sharp, Zhou Cho seemed to have done something that offended his bottom line.

Although he is indifferent, he is actually a very restrained person, and he rarely lets his anger show like this.

"Should I care about him?"

Zhou Cho smiled helplessly, he should already know about his plan to be transferred.

"You know the news really fast."

"It's easy to see Lister's report, not to mention that the report is not encrypted." Leslie slightly loosened his grip, "Why?"

"Why? I'm a little tired of this place. I need a different working environment."

"Lie. You want to escape."

"Well, what am I running from?"

"You want to run away from Anson Lorenzo." Leslie frowned, as if the surface of calm water had sunk deeply, "Damn it, are you fascinated by him?"

Zhou Cho looked Leslie squarely in the eye, without hesitation or avoidance.

"Yes. But I'm not running from him."

Zhou Chou raised the corners of his lips and smiled. In the past, he imagined that the scene of Ansen being assassinated would be secretly refreshed in his heart. He didn't know when it started. Zhou Chou realized with horror that if that moment really came, he would give up everything including his own position to go save him.

With such a mood, he can still be an excellent Interpol, but he can no longer make a rational and calm judgment on Anson's actions, and may even kill his colleagues and deviate from the organization's goals.

"Ha...ha..." Leslie let go of Zhou Cho, and stepped back step by step until his back touched the coffee machine. His expression was something Zhou Cho had never seen before, mixed with helplessness, absurdity and self-mockery Together, it's like a whirlpool that is swirling rapidly, "You actually fell in love with that guy!"

"My heart for him has nothing to do with my character or my ability to work, and I never need others to recognize me. It's just that I thought you were different from a young man like Jones. But seeing your expression now, I just realized that you are the same." Zhou Cho turned around and just touched the doorknob when he was grabbed by the other party again.

This time, instead of giving up resistance, he pinched the opponent's shoulder with his backhand.

Leslie's melee combat was top-notch, he saw through Zhou Cho's intentions, and he dodged back, creating a distance between the two of them.

"You really don't know why I'm angry?"

Zhou Choo stood there, "You can't stand a friend you like being attracted to another person you don't like."

"Why do you think I've been standing behind you and looking at you?"

"Because we are colleagues and friends."

"Because I am also waiting for your heartbeat!"

Leslie's deep growl fixed Zhou Shuo there.The pressure of all these seemed to have long ago overwhelmed Leslie, but Zhou Cho never noticed it.

"Can he coax you with good food and wine? Can he impress you with a dozen helicopters? You are not a teenage girl, tell me why?" Leslie Leaning against the table with his head down, his hair hanging down, he couldn't see his eyes.

"Of course not. It's not easy to find a few words of truth among his [-] lies." Zhou Zhao raised his eyebrows, "But just like Leslie, you will be moved by me, tell me your reason Because of my appearance? I have always been very self-aware, and my appearance is less than one-tenth of yours. Because of my noble character? I am not Mother Teresa either."

"You are so straightforward."

"You are still Leslie, and I am still Zhou Chou. We are all men, we can have no love but not comrades." Zhou Chou opened the door of the pantry.

"This is your comfort to me? Although you don't love me, I am irreplaceable to you?"

"Yes." Zhou Chou walked out, "Next time we meet again, I hope we can continue to walk firmly. It's not only the so-called love that can last forever, but love is the most unreliable in many cases."

As if mocking An Sen, Zhou Choo sneered.

Unlike every parting before, Leslie kept her head down and did not look at Zhou Choo's back.

It wasn't until the sound of Zhou Cho's footsteps disappeared that Leslie groaned.

"See you."

Zhou Tiaoli met Miles and Gene in the corridor.

"Hey boss, where are you going?"

Zhou Cho shook his hand, "On vacation."

"Huh? On vacation? What should we do when you're on vacation?"

Zhou Zhou turned around and smiled, "Ha, I forgot to tell you, now you are under Leila's control, so be good kids!"

"Huh? Layla?" Gene was stunned.

Miles was not surprised.After the task this time was over, he had a feeling that Zhou Cho would not stay here any longer.Both he and Zhou Chou have been undercover agents, and they both understand the feeling of losing themselves and desperately trying to regain control of their lives.

"Don't you wish me a happy holiday?" Zhou Cho tried to ease the atmosphere.

"...I don't want you to go..." Gene said childishly, and Miles rubbed his head in comfort.

"Happy holidays." Miles smiled and shook hands with Zhou Choo.

Zhou Cho left the building, the gust of wind blew over, mixed with the smell of cheap coffee on the roadside and car exhaust.But Zhou Cho felt as if he was about to fly.

He returned to the apartment, simply packed his luggage, found out his passport, stopped the car and went to the airport.With a mischievous mentality, Zhou Cho called An Sen.

At that time, Anson was working on the board, and his mobile phone was vibrating on the table.

What is being discussed at this time is about investment in the Middle East, which will determine the direction of the Lorenzo family for the next year.Anson ignored the vibrating phone.

If it was in the past, Zhou Cho would never call Anson for the second time.Only now, he suddenly felt that maybe he had more dominance in front of Anson.

Zhou Cho continued to press the phone number again.

In order not to disturb the continuation of the meeting, Anson was going to shut down the phone.It's just that when he saw the name on the screen, the phone almost fell to the ground.

"Hello?" Anson quickly connected the phone.

All shareholders and executives looked at him.They are all guessing what a crucial call this is?Can make Anson, who has always been calm, be in such a hurry.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Zhou Choo sat in a KFC near the airport, eating French fries and drinking Coke, watching the passengers coming and going through the glass window.

"A meeting." Anson stood up and walked to the window, "Is today the end of the world? You would think of calling me?"

"Your leg injury should not heal so quickly, why don't you continue to recuperate in the hospital?" Zhou Chou turned the french fries box upside down, and continued to eat the hamburger.

"I'm going to be moldy. What are you doing now?"

"Guess." Zhou Tzu raised the corners of his lips, deliberately chewing harder.He knew that Anson couldn't guess it. That guy seemed to be taking poison even on cheap steaks, so how could he guess what he was eating in a fast food restaurant?

Anson lowered his head and said softly, "Do you know that chewing things so hard will make me want to kiss you more."

"Well, you haven't guessed what I'm doing." Zhou Cho took a sip of Coke and let out a grunt.

"You just ate a hamburger and drank a Coke. If I'm not mistaken, you should have eaten a box of French fries before that. After eating the French fries, you felt a little bored, so for the first time, you finally remembered I."

Zhou Cho laughed even harder, "Did you send someone to follow me?"

"I know you, Zhou Chou. Your living habits, your way of thinking."

"Hmm... so can you guess where I am in the fast food restaurant?"

"Is this your test for me? Want to see who gets the information faster, Leslie or me?"

Zhou Cho turned his head away helplessly, of course he wouldn't tell Anson that he had a falling out with Leslie just because of him.

"Okay, to save you time, I'm at the airport right now. Since I got a month-long vacation, I want to go somewhere to relax. Would you like to come?"

Anson paused, "Are you inviting me? You've been a little abnormal lately?"

"Or you can choose not to come. I booked an international flight." After finishing speaking, Zhou Chou hung up the phone.

He finished his burger and went to the airport hall with his luggage.

In fact, he couldn't explain why he did this, and he didn't even know what he was expecting.

Anson quickly walked back to the conference table from the window, shouting: "Richard! Richard!"

"Sir, what's the matter?"

"Go and find out which one Zhou Zhou took on today's international flight, and book the same flight for me. I want us to sit together."

"What if there is no place for him?"

"Richard, is your head rusted? You just bought the entire first-class cabin and moved Zhou's seat to my side. Don't we even have the ability to do that?"

"Yes, sir."

All the participants looked up at Anson's impatient and somewhat joyful expression.

"Today's meeting will end here first. Everyone, look at the weather outside, it is so sunny. Mrs. Kelly, how long has it been since you went to the amusement park with your little granddaughter? Don't miss such a good opportunity. Chloe Sir, I know you have put a lot of thought into the Middle East plan. Your wife is six months pregnant for this plan. You don’t seem to have attended any good father training classes. Your wife will be sad. Hurry up today. Sign up, I'll pay for everything! And Mr. Toby, look at your body, it's easy to get diabetes, go play tennis, swim or something, when your beer belly goes down, your young lady Will love you more!"

Everyone opened their mouths slightly, almost ready to put an egg in, while Anson strode out of the conference room.

"What happened? Mr. Lorenzo walked in such a hurry?"

"He wants me to go back to attend some training courses...does he think my plan is not good enough to fire me?"

"I never drink beer, how can I have a beer belly?"

Richard closed his eyes and sighed deeply, and put his hands in a soothing gesture, "Please be quiet! Mr. Lorenzo left in a hurry because he has a very important private matter that is more important than the Middle East plan, and he can't handle it well. This private matter will not be easy for all of us in the future.”

The meeting room fell silent.

"Mr. Chloe, your plan is very good. Before this meeting, your report was previewed by Mr. Lorenzo, and he said to me, 'It is right to poach Chloe, this guy deserves double salary'."

"Mr. Toby, you are one of Mr. Lorenzo's most trusted partners. He naturally hopes that you will live a long and healthy life."

After Richard appeased everyone present, he sent Zhou Choi's flight number to Anson.

Zhou Cho went to the ticket exchange machine and entered his passport number, but what he got was a first-class seat.For a moment, he thought he was wrong, but soon he realized it and smiled.

When he came to the first class, he saw Anson sitting there leisurely, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Is there any problem with your leg? Don't expect the wound to open when the plane flies into the sky." Zhou Chou deliberately pretended to miss and let his luggage bag hit An Sen's leg.

"Oh——" Anson looked distressed, "If you sit on my lap, it will be worth the bleeding."

Zhou Tzu snorted and sat beside An Sen, watching him stand up with difficulty and push his luggage onto the luggage rack.

Just like before, Zhou Cho put on the blindfold and closed his eyes.

"I remember the last time we went to Switzerland together, I forced you to go."

"Did you feel that you were so stupid and hopeless at that time?"

"Yes." An Sen gently closed his eyes, following the rhythm of Zhou Zhou's breathing, "But again, I will still do the same thing. Do you have any travel plans?"

"No, wouldn't it be nice to just stay at your Jungfraujoch villa? Skiing, playing cards around the fireplace, and eating fried rice made by you."

"You said this...you said it to me when I imagined that we were old."

"Life can't be thrilling all the time, too much adrenal hormone is not good for the body." Zhou Cho soon fell asleep.

Anson turned his face sideways and looked at Zhou Choi, the curvature of his nose, and the vaguely pathetic lip line.

The engine hums.The plane banked toward the sky.

Anson stretched his neck and kissed Zhou Chip's eyes through the blindfold.

"It's so peaceful, it always makes me feel like everything is going to disappear suddenly."