Embers Ad Infinitum

Vol 2 Chapter 6: Happy

Floor 647, Room 14.

Jiang Baimian finished processing the contribution statement that needs to be submitted today, stood up, rubbed his shoulders, and said to Long Yuehong and Bai Chen:

"Idle is also idle, go to the training room for activities."

"Okay!" It was neither Long Yuehong nor Bai Chen who answered her, but Shang Jianyao who suddenly appeared at the door.

Jiang Baimian glanced at this guy and sneered:

"Didn't you say you wanted to experience the exclusive dining hall of the board of directors, why did you come back so early? It's not even noon!"

As far as she knows, there is no so-called exclusive canteen for the board of directors, only the canteen for the management.

Of course, directors have special treatment when they go to any management-only canteen, which is equivalent to opening a small stove and giving boxes.

Shang Jianyao sighed in disappointment:

"Because it was too early, I could only squat in the corridor on the fifth floor and wait. Those guards thought I was unsightly and damaged the environment, and kept urging me to leave."

The fifth floor of the underground building of "Pangaeon" belongs to the "management area".

If you are not an awakener of the "Spiritual Corridor" and have enough status, those guards will definitely not only persuade and destroy... Jiang Baimian smiled:

"You came back like this?"

"Otherwise? I have always been law-abiding, and I am a model employee." The current businessman is indeed so self-aware.

Jiang Baimian laughed:

"Then it will be difficult for you to go to the fifth floor. Without the invitation of the executives there, and without obtaining permission in advance, you will not be able to enter the door at all."

This is still the situation when it is relatively relaxed. When something happens, the alert level is raised, and employees who have not been allowed to go to the fifth and lower floors cannot even press the corresponding elevator button.

As for the fire escape, it will inevitably be closed at that time, and there are many, the ordinary employees and the management do not use the same stairs at all.

"It's okay, I have already agreed with them that they will open the door for me." Shang Jianyao smiled proudly.

"Okay?" Long Yuehong asked in confusion.

Shang Jianyao nodded solemnly:

"Yeah, I made a lot of friends there."

Making friends...Long Yuehong's mouth twitched slightly in stress.

Jiang Baimian asked angrily and hilariously:

"You've already made friends, why did you come back and just stay on the fifth floor?"

Shang Jianyao answered frankly:

"What they said really makes sense. It's unsightly to sit there and wait, and it damages the environment. I think so too."

Co-authoring you to make friends is to be persuaded by them? Jiang Baimian rolled his eyes and gave up the idea of keeping up with Shang Jianyao's thoughts.

She pointed to the locker room:

"Go to the training room."

"The location you're pointing to doesn't seem right." The honest Shang Jianyao pointed out.

Jiang Baimian became angry:

"You don't change your clothes before training, do you?"

"Oh!" Shang Jian Yao applauded, making Jiang Baimian want to kill.

Long Yuehong and Bai Chen didn't dare to interrupt or speak.

When the group members changed their clothes and entered the training room, Jiang Baimian did not rush to find someone to practice against, but started aerobics to wake up the muscles little by little.

As she practiced, she glanced not far away, and joked:

"How come you two are so affectionate even when you stretch each other, give me back my eyes!"

Long Yuehong was immediately embarrassed, but Bai Chen was completely unaffected, and instead replied:

"You can also find one to stretch each other with you."

Jiang Baimian opened his mouth, but he was speechless.

Her anger started from her heart, her wickedness turned to her courage, and she turned her head to Shang Jianyao and said:

"Come on, let's fight first!"

Shang Jianyao gasped exaggeratedly:

"Don't slap in the face!"

The two put on their armor and gloves, walked to the middle of the training room, and began to practice against each other.

Bang bang bang! Jiang Baimian's aggression was like fire, his fist was like a dragon, and he beat Shang Jianyao with his head and mouse running.

"Why did you use all your strength today?" Shang Jianyao asked in confusion.

Jiang Baimian showed a bright smile:

"I'm happy today!"

To be honest, she was in a really good mood.

Because she returned home smoothly last night, and she took the initiative to mention the next task when she faced Ms. Xue's complaints that she would go out on a mission again, "don't let the white-haired people send the black-haired people". The only thing left is to find the location of the Eighth Research Institute, which will be handed over to the company in the future. You and others only need to do some of the tasks assigned, instead of going out all the time.

This made her parents very happy, Jiang Baimian saw them happy, and her mood became good.

So, she let Shang Jianyao feel her happiness.

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Floor 495, Block C, No. 11.

After dinner, Long Yuehong, who didn't go home to sleep yesterday, opened the door of her house a little nervously.

Long Dayong, Gu Hong, and Long Aihong sat in their respective positions, looking at the LCD screen on the TV cabinet by the wall.

This is what Long Yuehong exchanged for contribution points before going out to perform the mission last time.

It is said that a certain action team moved out from the ruins of Swamp 1, and the company returned several of them.

This thing has no effect in the "Panga Creatures". After all, the entertainment department has only recently considered the possibility of setting up a TV station. The LCD screens in the company's activity center were really only used to display some information, or on weekends with corresponding activities. , to add a background for those who like to sing.

On rare occasions, the entertainment department will send dedicated staff to show old-world movies to enrich employees' spare time.

However, the Long family has a portable computer brought back by Long Yuehong, which contains a lot of old world entertainment materials, and it is obviously better to play the content through the larger LCD screen than the small screen of the portable computer.

"I'm back." Long Yuehong glanced at the flashing picture on the LCD screen and recognized that it was a drama that she thought was a mother-in-law.

"Yeah." Gu Hong nodded.

Long Dayong looked sideways at the door and said casually:

"I'm back."

After speaking, he turned his attention to the LCD screen again.

Long Aihong didn't lift her eyelids, said nothing, and was extremely focused.

Although it didn't get the attention it deserved, Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief.

He found a random spot in the living room and sat down, watching TV with his family.

After one episode was over, Gu Hong seemed to wake up and blamed Long Yuehong:

"Why didn't you make a sound when you entered?"

Long Yuehong didn't know what expression to respond with.

His experience is simply skipped.

Sure enough, Gu Hong's attention quickly shifted to another aspect.

She smiled and took out an irregular square made of pale yellow paper from her pocket.

"Here, many children and many grandchildren!" Gu Hong glanced at the window and said in a low voice.

"What talisman?" Long Yuehong looked puzzled as he stretched out his hand to take it.

Gu Hong smiled and said:

"Many children and grandchildren!

"It can bless your daughter-in-law to conceive a child sooner."

Long Yuehong glanced at her mother suspiciously:

"Where did you get it?"

Similar to the ethos of getting more children and more grandchildren, he remembered that it was only in the older generation. By the time of his parents, the genetic improvement technology has matured, and many infertility problems have not been inherited at all, so there is no need to pray for extra blessings. .

However, nothing is absolute, and genetic improvement can only be said to have killed some problems in advance, but each person's adjustment effect is different, good or bad, like Long Yuehong himself, after genetic improvement, the height is also good. One meter seventy-five.

Gu Hong answered confidently:

"From your grandma!"

"Okay." Long Yuehong accepted the many children and many grandchildren talisman indifferently, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Because Bai Chen asked him to stay at his home today, he had nothing to do, so he decided to go to the activity center to chat with old classmates and friends whom he hadn't seen in a few months.

Entering the activity center, Long Yuehong's eyes swept randomly, and her mood suddenly felt a little down.

He saw the newly transferred activity center supervisor.

The lady herself does not live on the 495th floor, but just comes to work here every day.

Hey, how could such a nice person as Grandpa Chen be infected with "unintentional disease"... Disaster has come from heaven... Long Yuehong sighed secretly and walked to the corner of the activity center.

The "Old Tune Team" has now initially confirmed that the reason why Chen Xianyu, the former director of the activity center on the 495th floor, was infected with "no heart disease" was because of the initial turmoil in the city, and the company's "New World" powerhouses returned briefly, just in case, this is inevitable As a result, part of the "Innocent Disease" virus was leaked from the "New World" to the inside of "Panga".

Long Yuehong just sat down, and before he could adjust his mentality and find acquaintances, he heard Shang Jianyao's voice:

"Everyone, what song do you want to listen to?

"The Spring Festival singing competition is about to start, I want to practice more."

Long Yuehong followed the voice with a dull expression, and saw Shang Jianyao wearing a dark blue jacket, holding a microphone, standing in front of the LCD screen in the activity center and asking everyone for their opinions.

At his feet, the small speaker with a blue background and a black surface was ready to go.

People playing cards, chess, and chatting in the event center responded booingly:

"Be festive!"

"Let everyone be happy to hear it!"

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Shang Jianyao listened carefully~www.readwn.com~ waved his hand:

"Wait for me a minute."

He squatted down and adjusted the playback order of the small speakers.

It didn't take long for him to stand up, and the music followed.

Shang Jianyao's body began to sway with the rhythm, and the voice was transmitted to the surrounding through the microphone:

"I congratulate you on your fortune,

"I congratulate you on your wonderful,