Goodbye, Seoul

Quan Zhilong's work and rest are very irregular, maybe because of his many years of work, but this makes Shengli very difficult now.He glanced in the direction of the upstairs bedroom, Quan Zhilong hadn't woken up yet, but the antique-like wall clock in the living room showed that it was already 10 o'clock in the morning, and he had completely missed the time for breakfast.

Seungri didn't receive any instructions, but the basics were there, so he headed to the kitchen to prepare lunch.The refrigerator is the latest model, it can be directly inserted into the interior from the outside, eliminating the need to open the refrigerator door. It is rare for Quan Zhilong’s family to have such a cutting-edge technology. There is everything that one expects to find, and I was planning to go out and buy it.

Victory closed his eyes and searched the memory bank, and found a video of Quan Zhilong being interviewed. He said at the time that he prefers to eat French food.Let's prepare this meal like this. Shengli took out the ingredients he needed from the refrigerator, found some classic French menus, and started cooking.He estimated the time, and finally went upstairs to wake Quan Zhilong before the soup was ready.

Victory gently knocked on the door of Quan Zhilong's bedroom twice. There was a slight sound in the room. He seemed to have turned over. Victory opened the door and walked in. Looking around the room, the dark red carpet covered the entire room. Directly facing the door is a whole transparent LED surface, but even a ray of sunlight covered by curtains can’t get in. Victory slowly turned up the lights in the room, squatted on the bedside and shook his arm, saying:

"Time to get up, sir."

Quan Zhilong frowned, opened his eyes in a daze, seemed dissatisfied with being woken up, hugged the quilt in his arms and turned over to the other side, muttering:

"Yeah... Got it..."

Victory had to stand up, does this seem to be getting up?Then he should give up waking him up before he understands.

"I prepared lunch for you, and you can decide whether to eat it after you wash up."

Kwon Ji-yong has a hard time getting out of bed, and every time his manager comes calling him is a disaster.He subconsciously regarded Shengli as an agent who came to ask him to work, so soon after Shengli left, he forced himself to sit up, opened the curtains with a wave of his hand, the sun shone directly into the room, and the lights in the room were turned off. With messy hair, he forced himself to wake up from the dream, and went straight into the bathroom without wearing slippers.

"Ah... I'm so bored, why do I still have a schedule..."

Quan Zhilong chewed the tooth-cleaning pills, and the cold water splashed on his face made him shiver. He opened his phone to check the message notification, and the video message from Cui Shunhao popped up immediately.

"The company notified you to rest for a few more days and take care of your body! Congratulations, you can finally take two days off! I can too..."

Quan Zhilong secretly scolded him for being so excited, as if he couldn't wait to see himself in the future, and yes, working with him was indeed exhausting.Quan Zhilong wiped off the water on his face, suddenly stunned: Huh?Who was that just now...

When Shengli was picking up the garbage in the kitchen, when he looked up, he saw Quan Zhilong holding the stairs down and looking around with doubtful eyes. He was about to speak when Quan Zhilong saw him, but the next second he looked away, Turning his back and rubbing his more messy hair, Shengli tilted his head and looked down at himself, there was nothing wrong.

Quan Zhilong went downstairs slowly, he is a very bionic person, really not used to having a bionic person walking up and down in front of him, but Shengli didn't seem to perceive this, he approached Quan Zhilong, He said again with the standard smile of last night:

"Lunch is ready."

"Oh, that?"

Quan Zhilong tried his best to behave naturally, it was the first time in his life that he actually felt reserved in his own home.Shengli spread the tablecloth, set the knife and fork, and Quan Zhilong walked to the table, only to notice that his bottle of flowers that were dying was rare, and he asked suspiciously:

"How did you do this?"

Victory put the lunch in front of him, followed his gaze to see the vase of flowers, and replied:

"I simply used some growth fluid found in the warehouse."

Quan Zhilong nodded, but he was thinking that there is such a thing in his home. He looked down and saw the foie gras and salad on the plate, and frowned.Standing next to him, Shengli captured his expression, so he took the initiative to ask:

"I still don't know your preference, so I prepared it according to the French food you mentioned in the interview."

"Oh, that's because the advertiser is French, just casually said."

Quan Zhilong took a bite of the foie gras. In fact, he cooked it very well, but he didn't like the sauce on it. He glanced at Shengli, and found that his face was a little sorry. He said:

"Sorry, I can prepare others for you."

Quan Zhilong saw that he turned around and went to the kitchen as if he was about to redo, so he hurriedly stopped him. The lunch at home was just a casual meal, and he usually ate whatever Cui Shunhao gave him.Victory looked a little frustrated, he asked Quan Zhilong:

"Then what kind of dishes do you prefer? There are thousands of recipes in my system, and there must be something you like."

"Just ordinary Korean food."

Quan Zhilong kindly provided him with a few dishes, and he was a little worried that he would not eat those dishes every day. He took a sip of the soup and it tasted good. It was no different from what he used to eat outside, but , is it because many chefs are also bionics?He glanced at the weather outside the window and asked casually.

"today's weather?"

"The weather is fine, but there will be light rain at night, the visibility is 15 kilometers, and the air quality is generally low. At this moment, the outdoor temperature is 45 degrees Celsius and the indoor temperature is 25 degrees Celsius."

"Hey Yixi..."

Quan Zhilong cursed in a low voice, he was planning to go out, but it's September and it's still such a horrible weather, it's better to stay at home comfortably.After eating, Quan Zhilong was lying on the sofa, changing TV programs boredly. From this angle, he could just see Shengli cleaning the tableware in the kitchen, and he immediately became interested.

Shengli's movements are very smooth, and he can't be found to be a bionic man from a distance. This is different from those bionics Quan Zhilong saw outside. The bionic man who often comes to deliver the express is always stunned. Every time he said the same thing and left the courier, he turned around and left, just like a wind-up doll.There are also those drivers, every time they turn the steering wheel, the angle is exactly the same, so Quan Zhilong doesn't know whether to feel relieved or worried.

When Shengli turned around and returned to the living room with the cut fruit, he saw Quan Zhilong staring intently at the TV news in front of him. So he prefers news programs?But why is the expression so stiff?Victory put the plate on the low table and said to him:

"Mr. Quan, if there are any fruits you don't like or are allergic to, please let me know."

"Huh? Oh..."

Quan Zhilong rubbed his nose, took a grape and threw it into his mouth. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and looked away in time, otherwise it would be embarrassing, but he wanted to come back again. Why did he feel embarrassed by a bionic person?

"You can call me by my name again if you need to."

Shengli has no instructions for the time being. He returns to the corner next to the piano. It is neither too conspicuous nor difficult to find. It is a suitable place for him.Quan Zhilong was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but slow down the movement of eating the apple. After saying this, it seems that he hasn't called his name until now?He blinked and said tentatively:

"victory?"