"Big brother, I've found me!"

At midnight, Qi Yan swayed into Jing Zeheng's office with a wine burp, he staggered a few steps, his legs were weak, and he sat directly on the ground.

Jing Zeheng raised his eyes and glanced at him: "What?"

Qi Yan got up on the ground, and before the next fall, he successfully sat on the chair opposite Jing Zeheng.

He held his forehead with one hand and gasped for breath before saying, "Found it...... Well, the founder of Yin Shi Technology Company is called Yin Yuan, and there are two partners, one is Rafal of Imperial City, and the other is Uri of Valley City......

Yin Shi Technology Co., Ltd. is the company that launched a robot that is highly similar to E-028.

The founder named Yin Yuan, Jing Zeheng, was not impressed, but Rafal and Uri, even if Qi Yan didn't say their full names, Jing Zeheng immediately knew who he was referring to.

Two of the world's leading technology giants.

One can top Jing Muhan.

With such two people here, it is not unusual to be able to make a product that is highly similar to that of the E-028.

Jing Zeheng just wondered how they could be employed by such an ordinary small company. You know, they write a program casually, and the price will be in the hundreds of millions.

Qi Yan picked up Jing Zeheng's water cup and took a big sip, looked at him aggrievedly, and complained: "Big brother, you have to compensate me, in order to inquire about this, I accompanied Su Yungui to drink six bottles of red wine...... For you, I've betrayed my hue......

Jing Zeheng saw his virtue, and got up and poured him a cup of hot water with rare consideration.

Qi Yan's eyes were suddenly so moved that his eyes turned red, and he waved his hand arrogantly: "Big brother, you are still good to me, you say, what else do you want to know?" I can drink six more bottles!"

Jing Zeheng returned to the chair and sat down, looked at the time and said, "There's nothing to ask, you can go back."

Qi Yan just took a sip of water, and when he heard him say this, he immediately stopped doing it, waved his arms and kicked his legs, and began to drink crazy:

"Jing Zeheng, what do you mean?"

"I'll throw it away when I'm done?"

"Don't you love me anymore?"

"You ruthless old scumbag......

Jing Zeheng pressed the corner of his forehead, trying to kick him down from the window on the fifty-eighth floor.

Cheng Ye's timely arrival allowed Qi Yan to pick up a life.

Cheng Ye carried Qi Yan out and stuffed it back into the hands of his new secretary.

As soon as he put the two of them into the elevator, he turned around and saw Jing Zeheng walking out of the office.

Cheng Ye immediately asked, "Boss, do you want coffee?"

"No," Jing Zeheng said, "off work."

Cheng Ye: "......?"

He rubbed his ears in disbelief.

What did he hear?

The boss said to get off work?

There was such a big thing in the company, he reported to his wife that he was ready not to go home for a month, but the boss said that he wanted to get off work?

Jing Zeheng took the car keys and said to him, "I'll go back by myself, and you can get off work too."

Cheng Ye nodded subconsciously, and after being entangled for a long time, he couldn't help but ask, "Boss, don't you have to work overtime?" I'm fine."

Boss, something is wrong with him......

"Nope."

Jing Zeheng glanced at the time, his brows furrowed slightly.

At this time, the little cub should have slept......

It's weird.

Jing Zeheng drove home, and when he looked up, he saw that Shen Fanyin's room was still lit.

The house was quiet, and the elders were asleep.

Jing Zeheng entered the door, and just after walking a few steps, he heard very light footsteps from the stairs.

Shen Fanyin went downstairs in a nightdress and asked him softly, "Brother, do you want to have supper?" I can make some noodles for you."

It's not that she's lazy, it's just that her cooking skills are limited to that.

Under the warm yellow corridor lamp, the concern in Shen Fanyin's eyes was fully understood by Jing Zeheng.

He only felt that the exhaustion was swept away, and the corners of his mouth were raised

, shook his head: "No, I've eaten it in the company."

"Then you can rest." Shen Fanyin glanced at the floor clock in the living room, "It's almost one o'clock."

"Hmm."

Jing Zeheng walked up to her and reached out to hug her, but was avoided.

Shen Fanyin glanced back weakly, and said in a very small voice, "Don't you do this...... I'll leave you the door."

Her voice was as light as a feather, and it teased Jing Zeheng's heart recklessly.

He said, "Go back and wait, I'll take a shower."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

This is strange no matter how you hear it.

Her cheeks flushed, and she hurried back to the bedroom with her eyes down.

Lying on the bed, she flipped through the book absentmindedly and didn't read a word for a long time.

In just ten minutes, the balcony door was gently opened, and the curtains were lifted in a corner.

Jing Zeheng came in.

He was wearing a set of black pajamas, and went straight to Shen Fanyin's bed and lay down directly.

Shen Fanyin was quite speechless: "Why don't you wait for me to let you go?"

Jing Zeheng reached out and took the book in her hand away, and took her into his arms: "Don't wait."

With his understanding of Shen Fanyin, it was absolutely impossible for her to say that "invitation".

Jing Zeheng stretched out his hand to dim the bedside lamp, pulled the quilt and wrapped Shen Fanyin into zongzi.

He said, "Sleep."

Shen Fanyin actually wanted to ask him how things were going in his company, but seeing that his eyes were full of exhaustion, she swallowed all the questions, leaned on his shoulder and closed her eyes.

Jing Zeheng was probably really tired, hugged Shen Fanyin, and fell asleep after a while.

Shen Fanyin slept very unsteadily and had a bunch of messy dreams.

The most outrageous thing is that she even dreamed of the sweeping monk in Haicheng Xingquan Temple.

The sweeping monk held his big broom, asked her if she wanted to ask for marriage, and then asked her if she wanted to worship Guanyin, and finally recited what he had said to her and Jing Zeheng: QS

"Looking for the road in your dreams, falling in the rain and falling flowers."

These ten words lingered in Shen Fanyin's ears, and the sound became louder and louder, making her have a headache and suddenly opened her eyes.

When he woke up, Shen Fanyin was still a little confused.

Until I heard Jing Zeheng's low voice with a heavy sleepiness: "Sanskrit? Have a nightmare?"

Before she could answer, Jing Zeheng hugged her tighter, and his big hand patted her back gently, coaxing, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Shen Fanyin's heart was warm, and his crazy beating heart was steady. The corners of her mouth unconsciously raised, and she squinted her eyes and rubbed twice in Jing Zeheng's arms.

She was going to sleep a little longer, but before she could regain her sleepiness, the alarm clock went off.

Before she could stretch out her hand, Jing Zeheng had already pressed the alarm clock.

He woke up in a second, opened his eyes and saw Shen Fanyin looking at him, so he rubbed her head and coaxed, "Don't be afraid, it's just a dream."

Shen Fanyin nodded, rubbed his eyes and said, "It's not a nightmare, it's just that I inexplicably dreamed of the sweeping monk in Xingquan Temple, and I was woken up by his chanting."

Jing Zeheng was slightly stunned and smiled: "Then sleep for a while, I'll go to work."

"I'll go with you."

Shen Fanyin stretched and sat up.

Jing Zeheng picked up his mobile phone, looked at the weather forecast and said, "It's cool down today, wear more."

"Okay."