Chapter 152
However, just after they entered the base, Manager Chen took a phone call and walked out in a hurry. Holding the phone, he said to the two: "The boss stipulates that unrelated personnel cannot visit the base."
"Then I won't disturb your training." Zhuang Man turned around in a measured way, and Shen Chi glanced at Manager Chen and escorted Zhuang Man out of the door.
After closing the door, the red-haired boy stared at Manager Chen expressionlessly: "How come I, as the captain, don't know this rule?"
"The boss ordered it today."
Manager Chen replied embarrassingly.
"Who is the boss?" Shen Chi raised his eyes.
If it were normal times, Manager Chen would not have dared to reveal the news, but today he dared to say: "It's not easy for the boss. I was studying philosophy abroad. My father died and my uncle was disabled. He is still in the hospital with stomach problems."
Hearing Manager Chen's words, the young man slowly lowered his thick eyelashes and asked in a jerky voice, "Boss...is your surname Yan?"
The author has something to say: lose your temper, you can
Find someone else, you can't!
by the school flower with a stomachache
Chapter 83
"Yan Xuexiao." Manager Chen didn't hear the difference in his voice, patted him on the shoulder and walked out, "Let's relax in the game tomorrow, it's no problem for the owner's inheritance to support our team."
The boy hung his head and stood there.
It turned out that Yan Xuexiao disappeared because of a change in the family. He had never met Yan Xuexiao's father, but he remembered the earnest exhortation on the phone that he should be a good father. Even he couldn't bear to hear it. He didn't dare to think about how sad Yan Xuexiao was at that time .
At the age of seventeen, he grew up alone. At the age of twenty-five, Yan Xueyiao gave up philosophy to take up the family business. He couldn't blame Yan Xueyiao, who had no news, but just looked at the healing scar on his wrist and thought that if he missed it, he missed it.
Deliberately forgetting things about Yan Xuexiao has not been able to remember clearly, like staying in that dark room with blood dripping, even if he sees Yan Xuexiao again, he can treat it calmly.
However, he still sighed lightly when he learned about this, and drew a complete end to the youthful period that ended in a hurry.
The teenager raised his head and walked into the training room. He sat in front of the computer for personal practice. Personal practice was far more boring than team tactics training. It included two hours of marksmanship practice, one hour of map running practice, and practice of different firearms skills.
He sank into practice, the sunlight shining through the curtains reflected the bright face of the young man, and even the tips of his burgundy hair were flooded with light.
The first game of PDL on the weekend is just around the corner, and the four people in the training room are all working hard. During the break, Manager Chen brought a large bag of snacks into the training room: "Everyone has been training hard, let's eat something to replenish our strength."
Lan Heng took off the earphones on his head, walked to the bag and picked out a bag of potato chips, Ye Ning on the other side said at the position: "Throw me the bag."
Lan Heng threw the bag in the air, remembered while eating potato chips and asked, "I'm going to Yucheng tomorrow, have you booked a hotel yet?"
"It's booked." Manager Chen pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "The five-star hotel next to the venue guarantees a comfortable stay."
"What five-star hotel are you staying in?" Lan Heng put down the potato chips in his hand, and said in a tone of hatred that iron cannot become steel, "Isn't the express hotel delicious?"
Ye Ning looked over and said, "Those who know say we are playing PDL, those who don't know think we are going to the World Championships for our country."
In the early days of the development of e-sports, Huaguo players all slept on the floor to participate in the World Championships. In Ye Ning's opinion, whether or not they could make it to the league is another matter. The TTL club is always on the verge of bankruptcy.
Under the sincere and sincere instruction of the players, Manager Chen only returned to the five-star hotel and booked a fast hotel next to the venue.
It was ten o'clock in the evening when the training ended. Shen Chi stood up from his seat. He walked downstairs, and there was a slight rain falling through the window. When he was about to draw the curtains, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the security room.
"Who is he?"
Shen Chi asked Manager Chen.
Manager Chen followed his line of sight: "Are you talking about the lame man? The boss's new security guard, don't look at his weak legs, but he is practical and meticulous."
He recognized that the lame security guard in the security room used to be the security guard of No. 3 Middle School. He would leave after his evening self-study every day. Sent an umbrella.
Of course, a person with inconvenient legs would not come to Yan City from a distant border town so coincidentally, it only means that he was Yan Xuexiao's person from the very beginning.
A possibility crossed his mind, his heart beating violently under his chest, he hurried upstairs to his room, and pulled out a small box from the innermost side of the suitcase.
He took a deep breath and opened the box slowly as if he didn't dare to touch it. In the velvet lining was an emerald brooch, the same style as the emerald ring his grandmother gave to Yan Xueyiao, glowing with a warm shimmer.
This was the only unsigned coming-of-age gift he received on his birthday. He had never been sure if it was given by Yan Xuexiao, but now he can be sure.
Even if there is no news, at every important moment of his life, Yan Xuexiao has never been absent, participating in his life in a way that he did not notice, and accompany him from darkness to a bright and dàng future.
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In the hospital, A Pei looked at Yan Xueyiao who was standing by the window and said, "The discharge procedures have been completed."
Yan Xueyiao narrowed her eyes quietly, her body was surrounded by a cold aura, her facial features were obviously excellent, but it was difficult for people to come up with the idea of being close, and it became increasingly difficult to see what she looked like when she was wearing a white shirt.