Chapter 23 (Announcement of Entry V)

Qiao Anbai woke up naturally after sleeping, only a few rays of sunlight came in through the gaps in the tightly drawn curtains, making it impossible to feel the passage of time at all.

When Qiao Anbai turned over and was about to sit up, he suddenly heard Yan Cheng's voice, and realized that he was not alone in the room.

He adjusted the angle, secretly opened one eye to observe Yan Cheng, and found that he was processing work while listening to the reports of his subordinates through video calls.

Qiao Anbai pricked up his ears and listened for a few seconds, then lay back down again.

It seems that it will take some time before the end, so he doesn't want to be fooled into the scene like the plots mentioned on the Internet of those novels, otherwise there may be another uproar by then.

It's really baffling that his small and transparent background board is always on the hot search.

Qiao Anbai listened to the ticking sound of the watch in every possible way bored, recalling the incident of getting sick again last night in his mind, and couldn't help feeling that Mr. Yan is really a very good person.

Qiao Anbai was thinking wildly, and suddenly his ears caught the key words.

"Boss, Q didn't show up this morning."

Only then did Qiao Anbai suddenly remember that the awarding ceremony of the Kongcheng Company final was at nine o'clock in the morning, and Qiao Anbai turned to look at the wall clock in shock——

It's eleven o'clock!

Qiao Anbai suddenly felt guilty, unable to think of a solution, he shrank back under the quilt.

Help, his private messages and group chats will be overwhelmed by messages from Si Guyuan and Su Yu...

It seems that he still owes Shuo Yi a reply.

There is also a "thank you" from Mr. Yan.

Qiao Anbai closed his eyes, thinking desperately, if he had the chance, he hoped that he would open his eyes at seven o'clock in the morning.

"not hungry?"

Yan Cheng's voice suddenly came from the direction above Qiao Anbai's head.

Qiao Anbai opened his eyes, and saw Yan Cheng standing at the head of the bed. Before he could answer, his stomach groaned cooperatively.

Qiao Anbai pinched her stomach under the quilt.

Of course he was hungry, how could he not be hungry?

I was sick last night and went to bed without eating. I also fell asleep at breakfast time. If I am not hungry now, maybe Dr. Lin will have to come again.

But Boss Yan was in a meeting and he didn't dare to disturb him!Qiao Anbai muttered in his heart, what else could he do, he was hungry.

Yan Cheng looked at Qiao Anbai's extremely resentful eyes, and immediately pulled him up from the quilt with one hand.

"Then get up and eat something."

Qiao Anbai tilted his head to look at Yan Cheng's computer on the coffee table, and Yan Cheng guessed the doubt in his eyes.

"It has ended."

"Lunch break."

When Yan Cheng's two words were clearly transmitted through the earphones, the meeting was interrupted in the next second before the employees could react.

When the employees in the company who were ready to work overtime every day heard these two sentences, they were stunned. Everyone wanted to ask, is this still the president who oppressed himself 007?

"Are you in love?"

Some employees boldly turned on the microphone.

"It's possible!" The person next to him slapped his thigh excitedly, "Have you guys forgotten that young master of the Qiao family who is on the hot search so quickly?"

"That young master is so good-looking, he is worthy of our president..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

"Then, is our president worthy?"

"Should I match...?"

Everyone hesitated to speak, and during the few seconds when their eyes met, everyone confirmed that each other was someone who had been persecuted by the president.Probably only the new employees who have just arrived on the first day will leave this great filter on the Internet for their president.

The president of both of them is really not a very good marriage partner. Sometimes everyone thinks that the robot in the president's office is more humane than Yan Cheng.

That young master looks so delicate and weak, their president can't even be as indifferent to his wife as AI, right?

Then the entire staff fell silent.

No, they really don't know.

Yan Cheng didn't know what kind of earthquake his few words caused to the staff, so he asked the housekeeper to put the prepared breakfast at the door of Qiao Anbai's room.

Qiao Anbai looked at the housekeeper who appeared at the door and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something very important, which caused him to feel flustered when he looked at Yan Cheng, but he really couldn't remember it.

Qiao Anbai walked to the coffee table, looked at the clear soup with little water as expected, curled her lips, and once again made a strong note of Dr. Lin in her heart.

Snacks are not allowed, drinks are not allowed, and now even the chef of Yan's house is being pointed out.

But Qiao Anbai faced Yan Cheng's gaze, and didn't dare to show it at all, but Yan Cheng saw all the small movements of Qiao Anbai when he woke up.

Qiao Anbai obediently picked up the bowl of white porridge that could only vaguely see some minced meat, took a tentative sip, and it was really delicious in an instant.

Otherwise, how can say that he is a chef with Yan Zhai's salary!

While eating breakfast, a big hand suddenly approached Qiao Anbai's forehead, Qiao Anbai was startled, instinctively shrank back, and was pinched.

"Um?"

Qiao Anbai was like a rabbit whose ears had been caught, motionless and let Yan Cheng knead and flatten him.

Qiao Anbai hurriedly said that he had nothing else to do, hugged the computer beside the coffee table, and frantically hinted that work was the most important thing!

Yan Cheng took the computer that Qiao Anbai handed over, seeing Qiao Anbai's eyes completely glued to it, he shook the computer in his hand.

"want to?"

Qiao Anbai was looking enviously at Yan Cheng's latest equipment, and was caught off guard when he heard such a big surprise falling from the sky, so excited that he immediately stood up.

"Send one over tomorrow." Yan Cheng said.

Qiao Anbai's eyes became brighter.

From now on, Big Brother Yan is the eternal God in Qiao Anbai's heart!!!

Yan Cheng saw that Qiao Anbai was rarely so interested in something, and asked, "Do you know how to use it?"

Qiao Anbai's smile stiffened a little immediately.

Should he, should he nod or shake his head...

"teach you?"

Qiao Anbai nodded without hesitation this time.

Teach, teach!

Boss, I can guarantee that I am the most obedient, obedient, hardworking and studious student!!

Yan Cheng picked up the documents on the sofa and patted Qiao Anbai on the head, signaling that he had gone to work.

Qiao Anbai watched Yan Cheng leave, and when the door closed, Qiao Anbai jumped onto the bed excitedly and pounded on the pillow.

he!Finally got a new device!!

He can finally get rid of that extremely inconvenient tablet!

He finally got rid of the days of sneaking around with his mobile phone like a primary school student and worrying about being caught!

Qiao Anbai took out the tablet from under the pillow, and wanted to share the good news, but as soon as he went online, several 99+ messages popped up.

Qiao Anbai dealt with them one by one with a guilty conscience. First of all, he reported to Su Yu that he was safe, saying that he was not kidnapped or anything.

He faltered and hawed in the Su language, and spoke in the usual style. A little carelessness belonged to the encrypted content of the telegram.

"I'm not worried about you being kidnapped..."

"But the small black house is possible OvO"

Qiao Anbai automatically filtered out those things that could not be said, and gave a general account of his illness again.

Su Yu expressed his understanding and understanding. Generally speaking, illness is always a great opportunity to increase our relationship. It is normal to ignore us.

Qiao Anbai comforted Siguyuan who was crying in his private letter while replying Suyu.

Originally, Si Guyuan was wailing in the small group of three, but was annoyed by Su Yu, so he had to switch to private messages.

"Q Bao, please write a letter! Ah?!"

"The tens of millions of parents, brothers and sisters in the final are waiting for you alone!"

Qiao Anbai turned up, and cried. Qiao Anbai is not sensible at all. He won the championship and didn't go to accept the award, so he couldn't touch the trophy.

But that's fine, but after the finals, the champions disappeared from the Internet. This kind of person who can pretend to be X to the legendary level, Qiao Anbai actually didn't collude with him. From then on, there is only Q in the world.Yuan was even more heartbroken.

When Qiao Anbai went online, Siguyuan was no longer the original Siguyuan. He had already seen the big wind and waves, and he had already cut off his love. He could accept Qiao Anbai's appearance in front of him very calmly, and even wanted to invitejoan white line

"In addition to personal trophies, there are also team bonuses. Where is Q Bao from? Do you want to come out and celebrate together?"

"Go to Beijing."

Qiao Anbai felt very guilty at this time, almost asking and answering, trying to make up for Si Guyuan's broken heart.

Hearing what Qiao Anbai said, Si Guyuan immediately answered, "What a coincidence, I am too."

"How about we choose a place and meet up?"

Qiao Anbai immediately refused.

"Why?" Si Guyuan roared anxiously.

"……I think."

"You want to dark shark me."

Si Guyuan's intentions were exposed, and he didn't hide any embarrassment, "But I really came to Beijing, and so did Su Yu."

After hearing this, Qiao Anbai asked hesitantly, "Really?"

"Then do you know... a man named Lin Qingshuo?"

Su Yu saw the chat records of the two in the group, and suddenly popped up to ask.

"Are you talking about the one whose Lin family is going back to China?"

...

After Yan Cheng left Qiao Anbai's room and returned to the study, he tidied up the desktop, put the documents in his hand aside, made a phone call and sent someone to send the signed documents to the company.

Last night, Qiao Anbai had a fever repeatedly, which he did not expect, and Lin Luo ran back and forth several times.

The survey sent by the butler has not had time to read it.

When Yan Cheng turned on the computer in the study room, the first step was to check whether the firewall on one side of the computer was functioning normally. With the lessons learned from before, Yan Cheng used this computer with a lot of caution, but the reason why he didn’t replace it was to try to lure that person out again..

There must be something tampering with the computer that he didn't realize was being done.

While watching the investigation sent by the housekeeper, Yan Cheng sent a message to Lin Luo, asking about Qiao Anbai's current status assessment.

Facing the boss's question, Lin Luo quickly replied, "Master Qiao seems to have cooperated very well, but judging from the stimulation this time, his condition seems to be unstable, and there seems to be a hidden possibility."

"There are tests that need to be put on the agenda."

"For example, intelligence tests, common sense assessments of life..."

While listening to Lin Luo, Yan Cheng checked the surveillance video sent by the housekeeper.

Suddenly his hand stopped.

The picture stopped on Qiao Anbai's face.

He found this surveillance.

Yan Cheng's expression was dark.

The surveillance cameras he installed near and in the study are extremely hidden. Except for the butler, the other servants don't even know that there are surveillance cameras nearby.

But at this time, Qiao Anbai in the picture walked to the door of the study on the night of the hot search, stayed for a few minutes and then turned back. When he passed the surveillance, he raised his head and stared blankly for several seconds.

Lin Luo was still chattering over there, "Hello? Boss? Are you listening? Hello?"

Yan Cheng lowered his eyes and snorted softly, his tone a bit harsh.

"No need."

"What?" Lin Luo was taken aback.

"No test required."

"I don't think there is any problem with his IQ, and he is even...very smart."

Yan Cheng dragged back that segment of surveillance, and compared it with his own call records, he could quickly determine which segment Qiao Anbai overheard.

"It's a bit of a conscience."

Lin Luo was listening on the other side, confused.

"boss?"

Yan Cheng sat in front of the computer, tapped the table with his fingertips, and asked Lin Luo again after a while, with an unclear tone: "You said... Is there a possibility that Qiao Anbai has never been autistic?"