On Monday, I go out at 5:30 and come home at 12:00 in the evening.

On Tuesday, I go out at 6 o'clock and come home at 11:40 p.m.

On Wednesday, the grandson went home last night, took a shower and went to the toilet. He went out at 4:30 and lay down at the door of the factory, patting the door and asking Ye Chun to get up quickly...

Then Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday.

This grandson doesn’t even know what a holiday is!

It is a complete contempt for labor laws!

The middle-aged man who was following him stared with bloodshot eyes, holding up a telescope and looking at the silent factory building in the distance. All he could think about was how to report him.

Are you a fucking human?!

At first, he thought that young people are full of firepower and like to show off their strength. Once they get used to it, they will understand the hardships of being a social worker and how difficult it is to work, and they will naturally start to work as a foreigner and desert their jobs.

As a result, from the second week onwards, the grandson just carried his bedding and moved in?!

Not leaving!

You don’t even show your face every day?!

No, brother, are there gold and silver or beautiful men and women in this? Do you like to work so much?

If it weren't for the fact that the owner of this factory area was Ye Xian, a master who no one dared to provoke in Yacheng, the middle-aged man would have rushed in and told Ji Jueliang: "Wake up, idiot, you are faster than him."

Go out and do some exercise! Even if you don't hook up with Wen Wen, at least let me see if you are the chosen one?

Not only the people who were following him, but Ye Chun was also almost crying.

No, I'm already crying.

"Brother, Ji Jue, you are my senior, okay? Please spare me. I'll give you the key. You can go get whatever you want wherever you want, okay? Don't drag me along."

After discovering that he had dark circles under his eyes after staying up late for several days in a row, Ye Chun's little pearls couldn't stop falling: "Senior, I really can't catch a pervert like you!

No, you go out and fall in love! If you can't find anyone, I can introduce you to a school girl..."

"Senior, where are you talking about?!"

Ji Jue was furious: "We must work together and make progress together! How can you be so slack? Do you still remember Professor Ye's earnest instructions before he left?

You don’t want Professor Ye to come back and find that besides gaining weight, you have made no progress on your paper, right?”

Ye Chun couldn't help but wanted to punch him twice.

You can absorb the taste!

She finally understood why her aunt walked out without even giving her homework this time... As early as the day she allowed the dog to run into her kennel, she could not avoid being caught.

"How many days have you not taken a shower, brother?"

She looked at Ji Jue's unshaven beard, bloodshot eyes, tangled hair, and weak appearance. She just wanted to call the police: "If you want to die from overwork, can you not die in my workshop?"

"What kind of bath? What kind of sleep? What kind of love?!"

Ji Jue's eyes widened, and his smile became more and more excited on his pale face: "I love learning, okay! I love alchemy! The workshop is my home!"

Bang!

Within the furnace, the broken sword blade made a clanging sound, like the roar of an army coming from the blood and fire. In it, the shadow of the majestic throne, intertwined with scarlet and pale white, appeared from the spiritual substance!

In this way, in Ji Jue's weird smile, the fourth totem, which is in charge of disasters, disputes, discord and killing, after transformation, entropy and ruins, is here achieved.

——The Greatest Good·[Large Group]!

"Haha, hahaha——"

Ji Jue looked at his watch and saw that one-third of the progress had been completed. He put his hands on his hips and looked up to the sky and laughed: "Do you understand that this is the gold content of a professional liver emperor?

If heaven had not given birth to my Jijue, the curling up of a dog would be like a long night!

Refined-"

Amid the maniacal laughter, he felt that his eyes were getting dark and his laughter was getting lower and lower.

Falling to the sky.

Jam, jam.

After the crisp sound of chewing potato chips, Ye Chun sighed expressionlessly, "I knew that a curly dog ​​like you would roll himself to death sooner or later."

If you are hopeless and have expired, you can contact him for cremation.

I will order the highest standard of grand burial and five sons' mourning for you, and then scatter your ashes into Tianmen Lake and tell every new junior and senior student that this is the end of being a curly dog!

As she thought about it, she reached out and took out a sealed bottle from the cabinet. She carefully took out 1 ml with a dropper, diluted it with 300 ml of water, and finally poured in all the orange-red liquid.

Ji Jue's mouth.

Visible to the naked eye, a trace of rosiness appeared on his pale face.

His eyelids twitched.

Ji Jue opened his eyes in confusion and saw Ye Chun's helpless expression.

His memory was still stuck on a few minutes ago, and he had no idea what happened.

"The sequelae caused by long-term lack of spiritual quality, the occasional interruption of consciousness and the decline of energy are just early symptoms. If you don't rest, I will take my juniors and juniors to the mental hospital in the future to see how you behave."

Ye Chun pinched his face unceremoniously and rubbed it at will: "Get out of here and rest, do you hear me?"

Ji Jue actually wanted to say that I could continue to curl up for a while, but when he saw the sharp eyes of Ye Chunna and Professor Ye, he couldn't help but swallow his mouth and nodded vigorously.

"Have a good rest, have a good rest, I love rest the most!"

It feels like a light on my back.

If you don’t learn the good things from Professor Ye, you will learn all the bad things!

In this way, with resentment and nostalgia, Ji Jue took three steps and turned back. After five days, he finally climbed out of the workshop and went home to wash up and sleep.

Farther away in the distance, the stalker was lying in the car, looking up angrily and looking away.

Damn it, I'm tired, destroy it.

"It's been so many days and nothing has been found? What do you do for food?"

The old voice on the phone was full of indifference: "Do you know how urgently they are urging you? It's been so long and you haven't done anything, you can't even keep an eye on people. Why don't you think about it and find another employer?

How about it?"

"No, no, boss, we already have an idea."

The middle-aged man was sweating profusely: "I have already contacted Xiang. Just wait for that kid to show up. Tomorrow at the latest, I will dig him out for you even after he glanced at Wen!"

"It's best this way! Otherwise, you can go and explain it yourself!" The impatient old man Jiang Jin hung up the phone.

Only the middle-aged man was left in the van who did not even dare to turn on the air conditioner in order to save fuel. He was sweating, holding the phone, and after much hesitation, he finally started to make another call.

"The boss doesn't want to wait any longer." He said, "I still need you to come."

"Why didn't you say this earlier? It's still taking so long."

On the other end of the phone, the person known as 'Nama' mocked: "You've been staring at a dead kid for so long without even daring to put a bug in. What can you achieve?"

"We're not sure yet whether he is the Chosen One, what if? It's better to be careful about this kind of thing."

The middle-aged man raised his head and glanced at the disappearing figure in the distance. For some reason, he suddenly felt a chill: "Be careful, that kid is 100% abnormal. I think he's a bit evil."

"Okay, okay, let's call the money first."

Nightmare sneered: "I can dig out what you want, but if he becomes a fool, you can't blame me... You know, my style is more rough."

"Don't leave any traces or clues, you know?"

The middle-aged man gave his final advice: "The boss doesn't like others making mistakes when doing things. If you are..."

"Don't worry, you won't be implicated. I will go to the Empire tomorrow. No matter how awesome the security bureau is, can they run to the Rhineport with wings and catch me?"

Nightmare's smile became weird: "I didn't expect that I could have a lot of fun before leaving."

The phone was hung up.

The middle-aged man smoked a cigarette in silence and said nothing. But for some reason, he suddenly thought about retirement.

But, after so many years, following that man named Jiang and doing so many shady things... is my luck really good enough to make it to the day of retirement?

Not to mention retirement, without their blessing, I'm afraid his body will float to the sea tomorrow afternoon.

Under the afternoon sun, he looked at his unshaven appearance in the rearview mirror, and suddenly he envied the figure riding a motorcycle and humming a song away.

No matter how ignorant and stupid he seems.

But at least I can still live in the light...

On the other end of the hung up phone, melodious music and prompts sounded from the public address system.

In front of the customs entrance, Yan hung up the phone, walked leisurely, passed the security check and verification, and walked into the first-class lounge.

"Please have some tea, sir."

The waiter served the tea with a smile on his face, and was inexplicably full of affection for this strange traveler.
To be continued...