time never speaks

Ying He who was standing on the stairs thought of this and sighed softly.

At that time, his mind was full of work, and he didn't know that these words hit the most painful scar in Lao Chen's heart.

But Lao Chen didn't blame him, and treated him as before.Help him collect intelligence, help him with missions, even drive for him, run errands for him...

It was also during these two years of getting along that Ying He knew what this person who could be called his predecessor had experienced.

He once went undercover in "Tianhuang" alone, and once confronted Luo Zuji alone.

He once burned "Tianhuang", which was originally the leader of the underworld in Huacheng, to decline, and also changed his face to enter the sphere of influence of the "Changsheng" group.

As for the pain of skin grafting and plastic surgery due to burns, he never talked about it. There seems to be only one thought in Lao Chen's mind——

Destroyed "The Wilderness"!Ruined "Longevity"!

He is more persistent than an undercover agent, and he is more persistent than the police.

That's why Ying He asked about him today.

What is it that keeps you going until today?

Lao Chen's answer can be said to be vague to outsiders.But Ying He knows, it doesn't matter if outsiders don't understand, as long as Lao Chen understands it himself.

Old Chen, no, it should be Uncle Cheng, he knew what he was doing from the beginning to the end.

I shouldn't sigh for you, but I can't help but think...

Uncle Cheng, don't you feel lonely?

Ying He thought of Lao Chen's calm face, shook his head, turned around, and went up the stairs.

Da da da.

As the footsteps faded away, the corridor became quiet again.

Perhaps it was because he remembered what happened when he first came to Huacheng. This night, Ying He had a bunch of dreams.

These dreams are too messy, if you want to talk about them in detail, you can only talk about a few impressive ones.

For a while, he dreamed that he was standing by the sea, watching a cruise ship go away in the setting sun, and he, for some reason, burst into tears.

After a while, I dreamed that I was standing on a street. There were no lights on the street, and the surroundings were very dark. Logically speaking, he should leave, but he didn't move.But looking not far from the street, he suddenly felt in his dream that there was someone on the other side, and there was someone behind him.

Then, he dreamed that he was standing in a fire place, holding a bottle of wine, and while drinking, he poured it on the surrounding fire.The tingling sensation when the wine entered his throat, and the burning sensation that the fire was about to hit his body, were so real that Ying He thought it was not a dream.

What's even more strange is that he was tossed and tossed by these dreams, but he didn't wake up from the toss, which was really painful.

Fortunately, the pain would not last long, and the sound of the alarm clock dragged him out of these messy dreams at dawn the next day.

Ying He opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling.He didn't know if he fell asleep or not, this sleep was like traveling through time, he was exhausted to death.

At this time, the light outside had already come in through the curtains, like the light of hope falling into the dark abyss.The air conditioner installed in the room had already been turned off because of the timer he had adjusted earlier.

After a while, Ying He didn't see those messy pictures before his eyes.He got up from the air conditioner, and when he was about to get out of bed, he suddenly stopped.

He reached out and touched his back, only to find that it was wet.

It was sweaty.

Ying He sat on the bed, not knowing whether he should yawn and continue to sleep, or get up and take a shower.As a manager, he takes full attendance every month, and taking a leave of absence is only a small salary.

He was in a daze for a while, and finally decided to go to the company.

Ying He, who was wearing short sleeves, walked into the living room with slippers. From his angle, he could just see the clouds and mist outside the wide-open glass window. The momentum was so great that he thought it was a fire downstairs.

Ying He went into the bathroom, squeezed the toothpaste on the toothbrush, and started brushing his teeth in front of the mirror on the sink.

While brushing his teeth, he looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly felt that there was something weird about the face in the mirror.

Where is the blame?Taking a closer look, the fundus of his eyes, which used to be fairly clean, is now covered with bloodshot eyes. In addition, he was tossed and tossed by dreams last night, and his overall appearance is a little haggard.

Ying He stopped brushing his teeth, looked at himself in the mirror for a while, and snorted.He spat out white foam, rinsed his mouth with saliva, cleaned his teeth, and began to wash his face.

Maybe it's because this haggard look is too hard to bear to look at. When Ying He washes his face, he has become more serious about washing his face. I don't know if this has any effect, but it is always a psychological comfort.

After washing up, Ying He thought about it, and went to the balcony to take off the clothes he had dried all night, ready to change.

As soon as he walked to the balcony, a gust of wind blew away the surrounding fog that looked like it was on fire. When Ying He turned his head, he caught a glimpse of the quietly parked Lamborghini downstairs.

—Old Chen has come.

Everyone is here, so it's not easy to procrastinate, so Ying He hurried into the house, changed his clothes, and washed the dirty clothes when he came back.

After everything was settled, he took his keys and mobile phone, opened the door and went downstairs.

Lao Chen parked the car near the unit and was not in a hurry.

It might be because of the four bottles of beer he drank yesterday, but today he is as calm as ever, without any negative emotions.

Hearing footsteps coming from the unit, Lao Chen pressed the door lock, and after a while, someone opened the door and came in.

Old Chen said: "I brought you some rice rolls, it's for breakfast, eat it quickly."

Ying He looked down, and sure enough, there was a lunch box in a plastic bag in the center. He thanked him, picked up the rice rolls, and was about to open it, when he suddenly remembered that he and this person When we met for the first time, we ate rice rolls.

I really can't get around it.

Ying He sighed inwardly, opened the plastic bag, took out the chopsticks inside, and started to eat breakfast.

Maybe knowing that today is a sunny day, Lao Chen didn't turn on the car's air conditioner, and just rolled down the window to let the cool morning breeze blow into the car.

At the same time, Lao Chen started the car, turned the steering wheel, and drove towards the outside of Yunfeng's apartment.

Not long after the car was on the road, Ying He finished the rice rolls. He took a paper towel from the paper box on the car and wiped his mouth before throwing it into the trash can.

He turned his head and looked at the scenery outside the car window.

It should be because of entering the downtown area, there are obviously more cars around.Chaoyang poked his head from behind the clouds, and the rays of light that fell dispelled the morning mist, and everything was like a new life, full of hope.

At this time, Ying He, who was full of food and drink, also began to think about the things he might have to face today.

As a laboratory representative, Fu Ying signed a cooperation agreement with the Ministry of Transportation.This agreement should be sent to the Ministry of Transport for official seal within two days, and then notified to all departments.

This agreement is said to be an agreement between the laboratory and the Ministry of Transportation. In fact, no matter how you think about it, it is the signatory who is responsible.

After all, it is a "representative", isn't it?

Ying He doesn't know if Fu Ying has the weight to take the blame, but Ying He only knows that if what Fu Ying said is true, this is what Luo Zuji meant...

Luo Zuji, what exactly does he want to do?

Ying He thought that there should be no problem with the aftermath. What should be explained to the superior has been explained, and the damned person is already dead.But Luo Zuji still set up this trick for him so blatantly, forcing him to take advantage of it. What exactly does he want to do?Think of yourself as an obedient dog?

Ying He lowered his head and slowly rubbed his forehead with two fingers.

After thinking about it, if it's just Luo Zu offering, then it's nothing.He is most afraid of another thing: this is not only the meaning of Luo Zuji, but also the meaning of the upper echelons of the "Longevity" group.

If it was the meaning of the upper echelon of "Longevity", then he might not be able to deliver news for a long time in the future, let alone make trouble inside "Longevity".

What a... old fox!

Thinking that the culprit of all this might be Luo Zuji, Ying He cursed inwardly.

I really think that the young master is afraid of dying, but at worst, the fish will die and the net will be broken!

He thought angrily in his heart, but his face was expressionless.

Arriving at the entrance of the office building, Ying He got out of the car.

He nodded slightly to Old Chen in the car, and then walked straight into the office building.

In their situation, it is not a good thing for the two to be tied together.Lao Chen has Lao Chen's things to do, and he also has his own things to do. It's better to go in different ways.

Ying He wasn't worried about what would happen to Lao Chen. In terms of being an undercover agent, Lao Chen hadn't had any problems for so many years, so he must have his own way to avoid the danger and stand outside.

However, as Lao Chen said two years ago, when danger really comes, he can stay out of it, but he cannot save others.

Ying He entered the elevator, took out his mobile phone to check the time, and it was 15 minutes before it was time to go to work, so he didn't know when the laboratory would send someone over.

It's just... Ying He suddenly had a wonderful idea: if the laboratory sent someone over, it meant that the laboratory was really planning to get involved in these matters.But if it's not someone from the lab...

Ying He scratched his chin subconsciously. He didn't care about Luo Zuji's conspiracy. It shouldn't be a problem to send someone to come forward, right?

Thinking about it, Ying He stepped out of the elevator and walked towards the transportation department.

The lights are already on in the Department of Transportation, and someone must have arrived first.When Ying He walked in, he could still see a figure.

He didn't bother the other party either, just took a look and walked towards his office.

When passing by Chen Yin's office, Ying He's footsteps paused, his eyes turned and fell on the still locked glass door.

There was no one there, presumably Chen Yin was still on the way.

Ying He only glanced at it, then withdrew his gaze and walked inside. He took out the key and inserted it into the lock, turned the doorknob, pushed the door open and entered.

Inside it was no different from yesterday, the table was a table, and the chairs were chairs.Just before leaving, the window was closed, and the airflow was a bit dull.

Ying He plugged in the water dispenser, took out the remote control of the air conditioner from the desk pocket, turned on the air conditioner, and then went to the window and opened it slightly.

Anyway, Ying He didn't feel bad about using the "Changsheng" electricity.

After waiting for everything to be busy, Ying He turned around and returned to the table, pulled out the chair and sat down, then bent down and pressed the switch on the case.

Amidst the "buzzing" startup sound, the Windows logo flashed across the computer screen, Ying He rested his chin and watched the system enter the desktop.

If nothing else, this is how he spends his mornings, unpretentious and boring.

Regardless of how Versailles this idea is in the eyes of today's 965 or even 996 migrant workers, after entering the desktop, he logged on to his work mailbox, internal communication software, etc. in turn, and then looked away, and landed on the computer desk. on the drawer.

Ying He reached out and pulled the drawer, and the drawer made a sound of the key being locked.

That's fine, no one has moved.

Ying He took out the key from his pocket, found a small key among a pile of keys, inserted it into the lock hole of the drawer, and turned it slightly.

With a "click", the spring in the lock is retracted, and the drawer is smoothly opened.

There are no rare treasures hidden in the drawer, only a small box.The box is made of wood, with light brown markings. The whole is smooth and clean, without burrs, so it is unknown whether it is made by hand or polished by a machine.

Ying He took out the box, opened it, and there was a big red seal lying on it.

It is the official seal of the Ministry of Transport.