Reborn Future's Birthday

When he went back, Tuoba Qingsheng was disheveled, his hair grew to his neck, and his beard was unshaven. He drove the spider-shaped mecha to the trading hall on the outskirts of Shanghuadu. At the maintenance point next to the trading hall, the master patted the spider's long legs One of them, tsk-tsk, exclaimed, "You went to the den of mutant beasts? It's a miracle that it wasn't scrapped..."

The staff of the trading floor drove the goods away with a forklift, negotiated the price and opened the bill. Tuoba Qingsheng hurriedly browsed through the items sold in the trading hall today, took a few pictures of what he needed, and ordered a barbecue and broth at the restaurant. After eating, remove the shielding device on the wrist.

Five minutes later, he drank the last sip of soup, and there were two people standing in front of him, the boss and the bodyguard who was always watching him from the dark.

Tuoba Qingsheng wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said to the boss: "Are you busy? Is it because Xuanyuan Zhengchu gave you too little work?"

The old man's eyes were deep and deep, as if there was great resentment gathered inside: "He wants to see you." Ah, he said that Xuanyuan Zhengchu wanted to see him, not wanted to see him, the difference between one word seems to have a different meaning.

"What do you see me for? I'm not free right now." Tuoba Qingsheng picked up the backpack that was placed aside, and asked the maintenance master to repair the big spider and send it to Lei Gen's workshop, looking left and right for the passenger's car.

The boss may have received new instructions. He used to force him to follow without saying a word, but now he is driving in silence.

Tuoba Qingsheng went to the barber shop, the gift shop, walked through a street, walked another street, went to the shopping mall, came out of this shopping mall, entered that shopping mall, the boss and bodyguards followed at a short distance, and occasionally met someone Some people were talking on the phone, but Tuoba Qingsheng pretended not to see them, and jumped on the bus to go to the flower shop with big bags and small bags.

Zheng Shuanghua wanted to pursue Tuoba Hegang, and these days he always tried his best to act as a qualified suitor. When he saw Tuoba Qingsheng, he was startled. He hardly believed that Tuoba Qingsheng would become black and thin like an African refugee: " Where did you go to make this look like this? Your father must be so distressed when he sees it."

Tuoba Qingsheng gave him all those things: "Where's my dad?"

"Send your brother to the training, and I'll be back in a while."

Tuoba Qingsheng poured tea for himself, and stood in front of the aquarium with a teacup to look at the living creatures. There was a turtle lying in the huge rockery bonsai next to him. He turned the unlucky turtle over with his index finger.

Zheng Shuanghua didn't know the bosses, so he regarded them as customers. Tuoba Qingsheng drank half a cup of tea, and Tuoba He just returned with them.

When Tuobage saw his brother, he was taken aback for a moment, then ran over and hung on him like a koala.

Tuoba He had just met the boss and knew that he was from Xuanyuan Zhengchu. The two exchanged a few words. Tuoba He just came over and pulled Tuoba Qingsheng aside and said in a low voice, "It's been half a year since you left. I was looking for you as if I had just uncovered the ground. I am afraid that something will happen to you again, so you can go and see him... There are some things that cannot be avoided blindly. Winter melon ribs."

Tuoba He just became more and more like an old lady, Tuoba Qingsheng responded with a hmm, and after a long while, he followed the boss, and he still didn't forget to order dishes with Chef Zheng, Zheng Shuanghua agreed one by one, and watched them leave .

Tuoba Qingsheng was not as calm as he showed. When he thought that Xuanyuan Zhengchu was somewhere in this city, he worked hard to take down the shielding device. Those analysis during this period of time Determination, Shang Hua disappeared as soon as they appeared in the field of vision, so they could only slowly gather their courage again.

The boss took him to a bustling commercial street, where the company logo of Xuanyuan Zhengchu Company was extremely conspicuous among the tall buildings, and Tuoba Qingsheng was so bent that his neck was about to break, he asked the boss, "Moved?"

The old man said: "Yes, he is in a meeting, I will take you there."

The old man sullenly led Tuoba Qingsheng up, who was like a refugee, and met countless curious eyes all the way. The old man was expressionless, but Tuoba Qingsheng would smile at those who looked at him. It is particularly dazzling against the complexion.

The old man let out an inaudible snort, and in his heart he had already classified Tuoba Qingsheng as the type of person who would not repay his kindness but instead take advantage of it.

Tuoba Qingsheng knew that he didn't want to see him, and he didn't take it seriously. Boss, except for Xuanyuan Zhengchu, he couldn't tolerate anyone else. Everything was for Xuanyuan Zhengchu's interests. Whoever disobeyed Xuanyuan Zhengchu, That is his boss' enemy.

It is Xuanyuan Zhengchu's blessing to have such a person by his side.Xuanyuan Zhengchu had a good life, and he was also happy in his heart.

After getting out of the elevator, he finally saw a slightly familiar face. The general secretary brought Tuoba Qingsheng into Xuanyuan Zhengchu's exclusive rest room, brought him some snacks and magazines, and then gently closed the door.

The rest room is very large, and there is also a large bathroom with shampoo, body liquid, razor, aftershave, etc. The oversized bathtub is also the one with automatic massage, which rich people will enjoy.

When Tuoba Qingsheng came back, he only had time to get a haircut. He didn't even shave his beard and came with the boss. He was covered in sweat and his clothes were moldy. He immediately took off his clothes and took a bath comfortably.

After Xuanyuan finished the meeting at the beginning of the day, he opened the door of the rest room but did not see Tuoba Qingsheng. There was a loud sound of water in the bathroom around the corner, the door was not closed tightly, and hot water steam escaped from the crack of the door.

Xuanyuan Zhengchu quietly walked to the door, stretched out his hand and pushed the door open slightly, Tuoba Qingsheng, who was facing away from the door, stood under the shower, hot water dripped over his body, and flowed into the sewer.

There were a few scars on his already smooth back, which must have been added during this period, and his waist was so thin that it seemed like it could be broken.

Xuanyuan Zhengchu's anger was almost exhausted at the meeting. Although those elite subordinates had already cultivated copper tendons and iron bones, they still shed a layer of skin—he was afraid that his anger would burn too much and hurt Tuoba Qingsheng. He used his subordinates as cannon fodder, and those subordinates knew the truth and had to gang up on Tuoba Qingsheng.

It might be that Xuanyuan Zhengchu's eyes were too sharp, Tuoba Qingsheng turned his head with a tacit understanding, water dripped from his hair, he wiped the water droplets from his face with his hands, his vision was a bit hazy, but at this time the only one who could stand at the door was Xuanyuan Zhengchu.

"The meeting is over?" Tuoba Qingsheng squeezed the shampoo and put it on his hair as if nothing had happened. God knows he washed his hair while he was getting a haircut, but he seemed to have forgotten this.

Xuanyuan Zhengchu looked at his back for a moment, then went to the outside lounge.

When Tuoba Qingsheng came out, he had already changed into clean clothes, which were taken from Xuanyuan Zhengchu's closet. The clothes were a little too big, so he could still wear them.

Originally, he planned to go to sleep when he came back. He hadn't rested for two days and two nights, but depending on the situation, Xuanyuan Zhengchu would definitely kill him if he dared to do so. Not hungry, he had eaten two barbecued meats and a large bowl of broth in the restaurant attached to the exchange, but Xuanyuan Zhengchu didn't speak, he could only do other things to divert his attention, even so, he felt that Xuanyuan Zhengchu Zhengchu's gaze was slowly piercing him like a knife.

He didn't do anything wrong, but what's with this sense of guilt?