In the early morning, by the small pond in the courtyard of the Qin Mansion in Jingshan, Qin Ye sat cross-legged with his back against the dead tree, solemn and quiet between his eyebrows and eyes, and there was no trace of the madness that he wantonly jumped out of on weekdays, and the early winter scenery around him was harmonious between his breathing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Next to him was Qin Xin, who was also an early riser, a young man dressed in casual casual clothes, holding a bamboo sword waving up and down, the simple and simple upper section of the slash was meticulously practiced hundreds of times, sweaty but his arms were as steady as a rock, Qin Xin was concentrating on the sword, unaware of the passage of time.

At 8:25, Qin Ye, who was sitting under the tree, seemed to move his wrist, and a few wisps of breeze pierced through the bottom of his sleeve, swept a short distance, and swept through the tent formed by the sword swinging in front of Qin Xin, and brushed on the tip of Qin Xin's nose.

Qin Xin, who was awakened by the slightly cool air, turned his head and saw that his father had already stood up.

"Let's go, didn't that woman want you to see how I worked." Qin Ye said.

Qin Xin leaned the bamboo sword against the trunk of the tree and said, "Don't you need to call your mother?" ”

Qin Ye put his hands in his sleeves: "She told me everything she knew, teaching a bastard son is like a back-to-back look for a father, how can that woman intervene." There was a lot of confidence between the words.

Qin Xin looked at his father's outfit and said, "Dad, you're going to work like this?" ”

"Don't call me Daddy, call me Father!"

Qin Ye lowered his head to check his dress, he was not wearing Western-style clothes today, but a blue straight coat with a cross-collar on the right side, with fiery red maple patterns printed on his chest, sleeves and back, and a pair of blue-belted clogs on his feet.

"Any questions?" Qin Ye wondered.

Qin Xin said: "You are a civil servant...... Dressing so traditionally on weekdays will be punished according to the etiquette regulations. ”

"That's for ordinary civil servants, how can a man who wants to be a civil servant king be bound by such outdated rules and regulations! Hugh has to say more, keep up quickly! ”

Qin Ye's sleeves shook his hands back, and he strode out of his own courtyard.

Qin Xin, who had nothing to say to his second father, had to silently follow behind him and go to the station near the Dyeqiushan neighborhood.

It takes 20 minutes to take the train from Jingshan City to Dijing, and the father and son have nothing to say until they arrive at the station.

After getting off the train, I took the subway outside Dijing Station, it was time to go to school and work, and the subway was full of all kinds of people, next to Qin Ye and Qin Xin was a little girl with a small pink schoolbag.

Qin Xin was biting on a hamburger while thinking about his father's work.

My father was working as a civil servant at an institution in the imperial capital.

Qin Xin's understanding of Qin Ye's work ends there.

Since childhood, Qin Ye and Luo Yu have not allowed Qin Xin to contact their work, saying that they let Qin Xin develop freely and try not to be influenced by their parents, except for suggesting that Qin Xin go to Dongming Forestry University according to family tradition, Qin Ye and Luo Yu have never interfered too much in Qin Xin's academic and career choices.

Qin Xin agrees with this kind of education, and his choice of the profession of "Forest Ranger" is completely his own independent decision, so he really doesn't know what kind of profession Qin Ye is engaged in. Otherwise, Luo Yu would not have offered to let him go and see how Qin Ye worked.

What can someone like Daddy do?

Investigator of the Public Prosecutor's Office? A security guard in charge of street safety? A technician at Sinong Temple or a herd superintendent? Or could it be that the Imperial Government has such an organization as the Far East Magic Day and Sleep Society......

Qin Xin silently glanced at his father, who was performing the stunt of biting off two stacked hamburgers for the little girl who looked like a primary school student, and felt that maybe there was such a possibility.

The subway stopped at a station called "Huguo Temple", and Qin Ye waved goodbye to the little girl who was trying to bite off half of the hamburger, and called Qin Xin to get off the train.

The area around Huguo Temple is a residential area built around the Longshan Temple, there are few high-rise buildings, but there are many antique traditional buildings, and some medium-sized department stores can be seen on the streets, but there are more dim sum shops, bookstores, teahouses, artisan workshops, etc., and there are folk shops related to Buddhist temples. Opposite the central axis of the rotating Tibetan Pavilion that stands high behind the hall of Longshan Temple, a black building stands out from the crowd, Qin Ye took Qin Xin around the wall of Longshan Temple, went around the back from the gate to the back, and walked forward about 500 meters before walking in front of the black building.

On the main door of the black building hangs a plaque of "Imperial Central Butterfly Hall", which is an unclear name in short.

Qin Ye strode into the door with his hands in his hands, and Qin Xin followed closely behind.

The dazzling black marble floor inside the door clearly reflected the human figure, and the first floor of nearly 10,000 square meters was empty, and the deep atmosphere came to the face.

"Father, where you work is a bit powerful." Qin Xin looked left and right, the ceiling and walls were smooth and smooth, without the slightest concave and convex, and there was no place similar to doors and entrances, "There are not even elevators and stairs, how do you usually go up?" Piercing the wall? ”

Qin Ye didn't answer, he squatted down and bent down to close the palm of his hand and the palm of his own shadow on the black marble floor, and the floor around him suddenly lit up with a white halo, and the hand that pressed on the ground waved to the right, and the white aura suddenly expanded to include Qin Xin.

Qin Ye pressed hard, his palm was up to his wrist in the black marble, the white aura disappeared in an instant, and in Qin Xin's surprised eyes, it was like a pool of thick ink under his feet, and the solid ground turned into a swamp, swallowing the two of them.

It was dark in front of him, and before Qin Xin could come back to his senses, his feet had already stepped on the ground.

What catches your eye is a hall with a predominantly black and gold tone, and there are many staff in black uniforms like carp crossing the river, sitting or standing, busy and orderly.

A working woman in a black uniform stood in front of the father and son, her long, dyed brown hair tied into a demure bun, tortoiseshell glasses on the bridge of her nose, a thick folder in her hand, black stockings and high heels under a modestly long skirt.

She pushed her glasses and approached two steps:

"Executive Officer Qin Ye, no unrelated personnel are allowed to enter the Butterfly Affairs Hall, may I ask who is this person standing next to you?" She frowned, obviously very upset by this.

Qin Ye didn't mean to talk at all, and ignored it with his hands.

Qin Xin hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "Hello, I am Qin Xin, I am ordered by my mother to visit my father's work today, I am very sorry if I cause you any inconvenience." ”

The working woman with tortoiseshell glasses didn't appreciate it, and said coldly: "Since you know that it will cause inconvenience, leave immediately, this is not the place you should come." ”

Qin Xin just wanted to speak, but was stopped behind him by Qin Ye with one hand.

This middle-aged man, who has been ignored at home all year round, exudes a sense of presence that Qin Xin has never seen before.

"Fuck off, Katsuragi Mi, are you okay to do? Looking for some fun? Qin Ye pulled the folder in the tortoiseshell glasses' hand and opened it casually and threw it on the ground, and the documents and papers inside were scattered like snowflakes, "It's not allowed to litter in the butterfly hall, can you pick them up, Assistant Officer Katsuragi?" Isn't that fun, Assistant Officer Katsuragi? Goodbye, Adjutant Katsuragi Mi. ”

Qin Ye's facial features did not move at all, but the expressiveness he brought far exceeded that when he usually showed off his exaggerated appearance.

He led Qin Xin to step on the document, completely ignoring the beauty of Katsuragi, who bit his lip and turned from white to blue behind him.

The other staff in the hall looked sideways, but no one dared to speak.

Qin Xin whispered to his strange and domineering father Qin Ye: "Is it okay to let her stand there, her expression is terrifying." ”

"The expression is horrible, standing still makes you feel uneasy, right?" Qin Ye muttered to himself.

He stopped and turned to look at Katsuragi Mei, who was still stunned: "Can't you even clean up the garbage?" Garbage adjutantant? Isn't what you're best at killing each other? For the sake of the environmental quality of the headquarters of the Butterfly Affairs Hall, can you get out of there quickly and don't stay still and cover your face by the way, my son said Your expression is too ugly. ”

Katsuraghiro Mei clenched her fists, her whole body trembled, and tears were faintly accumulating in the corners of her eyes, but she still gritted her teeth and reluctantly picked up the documents scattered on the ground, covered her face and quickly left from the teleportation pool in the middle of the hall.

It was definitely an embarrassment and humiliation that I will never forget!

Qin Ye looked back at Qin Xin: "Are you satisfied?" ”

That's not what I meant! Qin Xin was almost frightened and cried by his suddenly domineering father, and he didn't know what to do in the face of the strange stares cast by the staff around him.

"Dad, if you treat your colleagues like this, you will be hated for the rest of your life!"

"Don't call me Daddy, call me Daddy!"

"Completely mistaken about the point, Father!"

Qin Ye glanced at Qin Xin and said, "Are you qualified to question the way others get along with their colleagues?" A powerful idiot who has been pushed out of the ranks of rangers by a group of incompetent people. Did the people who were usually treated gently by you forgive you when they saw you destroy your bloodthirsty side? What can the incompetent people around me do to me, even though they hate me to the extreme? ”

Qin Ye suddenly raised his voice, looked around and shouted under the slogan "Keep Quiet": "I think you are a bunch of waste!" Utter rubbish! The Butterfly Hall uses the money hired by you to buy **** is much more useful than you! Is there anyone who is not convinced? ”

The hall of the butterfly hall was as quiet as midnight, the needle drop could be heard, I don't know who started it, after the quiet, there was a wave of applause in the hall, and the staff who were originally working at the desk stopped applauding, and their momentum was warm and continuous and out of control, until Qin Ye raised his hand to signal that it stopped.

Qin Xin was dumbfounded in disbelief.

Father, are you the director of the hall here?! Or do they all owe you millions of rotten debts, or have they all been photographed by you?!

Why are you holding it like that?!