A month has passed, and the capital is still shaking from time to time, and everyone is gradually getting used to it.

As soon as the first month came out, Wang Quanquan received a call from his cousin asking him to go to a company for an interview.

Although he had already said hello, he still didn't dare to slack off, and rushed early to get dressed up.

After a brief inquiry, I went through the onboarding process and was ready to go to work on the same day.

Wang Quanquan was taken to a remote office, where two men and one woman, both in their thirties, were in their thirties.

In less than half a day, several people got acquainted, according to them, there were a total of five people in the department, two of them did not come today, one of them was a manager, went out to run business, and the other was about the same age as him, a high-level relative, three days of fishing and two days of drying nets.

This kind of thing is not strange for the king, if he goes to his father's company, he will not only be absent from work, but maybe he will also tease the little girl.

It was almost time to get off work, and a young man staggered into the office with a chicken coop on his head.

"Cheng Shao, it's getting dark, why are you still here?" The young man surnamed Yu couldn't help but tease.

"Brother Yu, you still don't know me, of course you're here to eat."

After the young man finished speaking, he collapsed directly into his chair, and only then did he notice the kingship of the table.

"Yo, here's a newcomer, you're also an intern?"

Wang Quanquan smiled and nodded.

"My name is Cheng Shao, and in the future, we will have an office, and if you are in trouble, just open your mouth."

After speaking, he looked at the door and whispered:

"My uncle-in-law is the vice president, and they are all low-key, low-key."

Wang Quanquan thought that "Cheng Shao" was the name of him, but he didn't expect it to be called this name.

The young man couldn't help but say:

"Don't be low-key, you've only been here for three days, and the whole company knows that you are a relative of Vice President Zheng's family."

Cheng Shao ignored him and looked at the king's authority who was about his age.

"What do you call this brother?"

"Kingship."

"Brother Wang, when you and I meet for the first time, there is a sentence that must be made clear first, this company is up and down, young and beautiful girls you can chase casually, but only Zhou Xiaotong of the department next door can't make up his mind."

Hearing this, Wang Quanquan smiled and said:

"Why?"

"Everyone is young, so there's no need to be too clear."

"Oh, what if she takes the initiative to talk to me?"

"What do you think, people are the school flowers of Qingwen University, how can they take the initiative to take care of you?"

After Cheng Shao finished speaking, he seemed to realize that something was wrong, and added:

"I mean, she's cold, and she's always rejecting people from thousands of miles away."

Seeing that his face was serious, Wang Quanquan was interested, touched his chin and said:

"Coincidentally, the fortune teller said that I committed peach blossoms this year, and a woman will take the initiative to talk to me just after the first month, could it be the Zhou Xiaohua you said?"

"Brother Wang, you and I are the future pillars of society, how can you believe in feudal superstitions such as fortune-telling?"

"Cheng Shaoshen said, we are still the Son of Heaven in power, how can we say feudalism? In this way, if Zhou Xiaohua takes the initiative to greet me, how about you please eat? ”

"What if not?"

"Wang is willing to act as Cheng Shao's wingman in the future, before and after the saddle."

"Okay, it's a deal!"

The two went to the company cafeteria together, and Cheng Shao was still immersed in the longing that he could accept a little brother, and he didn't think about anything else at all.

"Brother Wang, one thing to say, our company's food is quite good."

The young man took a sip of his drink, and a figure sat down in front of him.

He raised his head, and suddenly felt that at the beginning, Zhou Xiaotong, who had always been cold, took the initiative to sit opposite him.

Cheng Shao couldn't believe it, and just as he was about to speak, he heard the woman say:

"Student Wang, are you here for an internship too?"

Wang Quanquan nodded with a smile and said:

"What a coincidence, I just have some questions I want to ask Professor Sun, can I visit later?"

"Of course it's convenient, last time you helped me sort out my grandfather's calligraphy and paintings, I haven't had time to thank you."

"The price of the old man's calligraphy and painting is worth a thousand gold, which is my honor, and it is not all my credit, Liu Heng has helped a lot."

The two talked and laughed, completely treating others as air, Cheng Shao seemed to be acquaintances when he heard their conversation, and then realized that he had been put together.

He was already thick-skinned, and took the opportunity to interject:

"Hello colleague Zhou, I am from the same office as Brother Wang."

"Hello."

The woman nodded at him.

Cheng Shao's heart immediately became excited, this was the first time the other party had spoken to him.

……

After eating, Wang Quanquan and Zhou Xiaotong went to Zhou's house.

Since the death of Mr. Zhou, the old lady often locks herself in her wife's study and stays for half a day.

Zhou Xiaotong brought Wang Quanquan to his grandmother, and the other party looked at him with a smile and asked an embarrassing question:

"Young man, you're Xiaotong's boyfriend, right?"

The old lady is old, her legs and feet are weak, and she often forgets things in her brain, which is an old man's disease and has not been cured.

The woman's pretty face turned slightly red, and explained:

"Grandma, he's my classmate, and he came here once a year ago."

"Oh, look at my memory, your boyfriend is the young man surnamed Liu."

"Liu Heng is not my boyfriend...... Forget it, let's talk. ”

Zhou Xiaotong hurried out of the room.

"What are you looking for me, young man?"

Although the old lady was a little more confused than before, she still had the skill to look at people, and Wang Quanquan smiled embarrassedly and said:

"I heard that Professor Liu used to teach history, and I would like to ask you a few questions."

Hearing about "history", the old lady suddenly came to the spirit.

Wang Quanquan took out a few photos from his bag and put them on the table one by one.

"These are the antiques that the younger generation has recently come into contact with, all of them are about a thousand years old, and the records in the literature are not very detailed, and the younger generation has no choice, so I hereby disturb the seniors."

In the photo is a portrait of Liu Heng's family and a glass jar, as well as the jar in Hu Liquan's wine cellar.

Wang Quanquan has always felt that these things are connected to him, and looking into the history of that time may explain his strange symptoms.

The old lady picked up the photo and said while looking at it:

"You must also know that no matter whether the Millennium Dynasty is placed in the Central Plains or the whole world, you can't find a second one.

Due to the long history and several turbulences along the way, even the imperial court itself could not preserve the historical facts completely.

Not to mention those thieves who steal the country and usurp the throne, distort the facts by various means, so that black and white are reversed, and loyalty and treachery are exchanged. ”

When it comes to his profession, the old man, who was slightly confused before, has become extraordinarily clear.

She put down the photo and took out a thick stack of notes from the bookcase, and continued:

"It stands to reason that a dynasty can never exist for so long, and there has always been a conjecture in the historiography that cannot be put on the table, saying that the dynasty is blessed by immortals.

As soon as the immortals said that they were illusory, after having strong strength, mortals could use machinery to move mountains and reclaim the sea, call for wind and rain, and even more disbelieve in the immortals who hide their heads and never show their full faces.

In recent years, some discoveries in the archaeological community have also confirmed the possibility that human beings are greater than miracles.

Since I was young, I have been studying the rise and fall of dynasties, including every emperor, every recorded decree, and the records of the official history of the wild history, and finally summarized a general pattern. ”

Speaking of this, the old lady raised her head and said with a deep gaze:

"It seems that every time a dynasty goes downhill, there is always someone who turns the tide of things. This person is either an emperor, or a virtuous, or a reckless, or sometimes even a thief, and they can always nip the trend of destruction in the bud. ”

…… (End of chapter)