Chapter 47. Training Day (Saturday)

It was a pure white room, the walls, the tile floor, the furniture, even the door of the toilet on the other side were the same white, the bedroom was rectangular, the left side was the window sill, the bathroom occupied an oblique angle on the right, except for the toilet that occupied more than ten square meters, the remaining room with a total area of nearly forty square meters was only placed with a few pieces of furniture. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The wardrobe stood in front of the diagonal wall of the toilet, while the bed and two bedside tables were placed in the center of the bedroom, not against the wall on all sides, and on the right was a glass curtain wall like the office, with the curtains open to reveal the gray-black sky outside.

There was not even a table, a chair, or a clock in such a simple room, and the only thing that existed was the man lying on all fours covered with a quilt.

The clock in the office walked silently, as if there was a 'ding', and just as the hour hand was exactly 5 a.m., everything woke up.

Without any warning or sound, he just opened his eyes at the same time, and the lights in the room came on, got up and got out of bed, made the bed, and then walked barefoot into the bathroom to wash up.

Back in the bedroom, open the wardrobe that occupies one wall, in which a variety of uniform color styles of clothing are neatly placed, in general, divided into black and white area, striped area, pure white area, simple to old-fashioned.

took out a loose black sports pants and white short sleeves, then pulled up the wardrobe, and clicked twice with his finger on the edge of the wardrobe with his right hand, and a basin-sized hole appeared on the ground next to the wardrobe, changed his clothes, and then threw the striped pajamas that he had been wearing for a few days in his hand.

The hole was closed, and he walked towards the door, pressed the wall next to the door, took a pair of slippers from the shoe rack that extended from the wall, and put them on, and then walked into the office that was lit up when the door opened.

Walking straight across the office to the wall on the right, he reached out and pressed it open, it was the same white room, but some kind of black and gray stone countertop was somewhat supplemented, and the light was the same bright type.

The 50-square-meter room is facing the open kitchen with tables and chairs on the right, and floor-to-ceiling windows and a futon in the center.

Take off your shoes and put them in the shoe rack next to the door, walk to the right side of the stove and take the cups, and take three cups of water in a row at the specially treated water pipe.

Breakfast is a salad of tomatoes and vegetables, boiled eggs and bread milk, the tomatoes and vegetables are put into the salad machine and the eggs are made with a microwave specially for boiled eggs, plus the time to bake the bread, in less than two minutes, he has a healthy breakfast.

After eating them all, he put the plates, bowls, spoons and forks in the dishwasher, and began to walk around the room in a circle, moving his neck, shoulders and waist, there was also no clock here, so the clock in the office pointed at 5:29, he stopped strolling, walked to the futon in the center of the room and sat down cross-legged.

At 5:30 a.m., meditation begins.

The sky gradually brightened, the gloomy black turned into a somewhat oppressive gray, and a few golden rays of sunlight desperately tried to penetrate the clouds to give some warmth, but they were only imprisoned in the clouds, and time passed.

At 7:30 a.m., he opened his eyes and stood up, moved his body, and did some stretching movements.

At 7:38, after changing into sneakers and grabbing headphones and a music player from the small cabinet extending above the shoe rack, he walked out of the room and walked towards the elevator.

Due to the need to go to work, there were many people in the elevator in the morning, and he waited until 7:45 a.m. before he entered the gym to start running, and then a series of training sessions that lasted until 9:40 a.m. and left.

Go back to your room and go straight to the bathroom to take a shower, then change into striped pajamas.

At 10 o'clock, the cooking starts.

The development of the times has made cooking easier and easier, and machines with special ingredients can make different meals in a short time, although the taste is only average, but for some people who don't care about the taste, it doesn't matter.

Just like breakfast, only this time the raw meat and vegetables are put into the appropriate utensils, and then it is just a matter of waiting, and the seasoning is all done by the machine.

After dinner, tidy up and continue to stroll.,10:30 returned to the office and turned on the computer to check the appointment.,There are two appointments in the next seven days.,Open the file and check it out.,One of them only started for three days.,But the host's spirit is relatively fragile.,The other is a little bit serious.,It's been ten days.。

After some consideration, he took out his mobile phone to broadcast a number.

Almost as soon as I called, I was picked up.

"Hello, Brother Zo, what's the matter?"

It was a male voice with a somewhat lively and frivolous voice, and he didn't seem to be very old, and he still had the sound of chewing things when he spoke.

"I need to transfer two patients to you, are you free next week?"

Sado asked.

"Well...... I'll take a look" There was a rattling sound over there, and nine times out of ten he was eating potato chips: "Okay, there is time, but Brother Zuo, you know, it's better to be a simpler type, otherwise I can't handle it." ”

"One is level C, the venue is a desert, the host has occupied a certain potential, you don't need to use your brain, the other is level B, the scene is an old mansion, I want to fight directly"

Sado looked at the computer screen and concluded.

"Okay, as long as you don't use your brain too much" The mouth didn't stop, and he stuffed another potato chip into it: "Then again, Brother Zuo, shouldn't your cycle be next week?" How to push it now? ”

"There are some surprises to deal with"

Sado answered, and began to message the two guests to transfer them to another place for treatment.

"It's not a bad thing, is it?"

There was a slight pause in the sound of chewing potato chips.

"It's not"

"Huh~ok, that's good, but in that case, don't you need to hand it over to me next week?"

Go ahead and start chewing the chips.

"I'll see."

After sending the message, start to transfer the file to the past.

"Let's see? Brother Zuo, you've taken on a lot of difficult ones this month, and I've heard about it from the association, so if you continue, ......"

The potato chip man's tone suddenly became serious, but he was interrupted by Sado before he finished speaking.

"I can control it, the file has been passed on to you, and I have contacted the two hosts."

Close the profile page.

"Well...... I received ......" The potato chip man paused, but still said: "What, Brother Zuo, don't be impulsive, it's an extraordinary time"

"Got it"

Sado replied.

The potato chip man was silent, and then threw a potato chip into his mouth: "Okay, then you still need to tell me again, I'll continue to play the game"

"Yes"

Hanging up the phone, Zuo Dao glanced at the time, and opened another file, and above the file were written two clear big characters--- Su Qin.

He wrote for a few more minutes, and when it was 11 o'clock, he stopped, closed his computer, put it away, and walked towards his bedroom.

When he re-entered the bedroom, the curtains had been automatically drawn on time, and the curtains with excellent blackout properties and the already dim sky outside swallowed the place into darkness almost in an instant, and he returned to bed barefoot, and began to sleep for 3 hours.