Fu Jie was sent by the head office, and he came to the branch mainly for technical support.

Technical support, which means that he has to go back to the head office after all.

It has been five years since he came to the Jiangzhou branch, and it is rumored that he will return to the head office at the end of this year.

So here's the problem......

When he returns, who will be in charge of this finishing workshop?

Zhang Ziyu really wishes he was that person.

However, as a newcomer who has only been in the company for three years, if you want to be the person in charge of a workshop, you naturally need to have a higher ability and performance than ordinary situations.

In three years, he has already shown his ability, led many projects, and is convincing. What he needs now is a final word.

The new project, the production and research and development of steel foil, is the final performance.

And if he wants to get this new project, then the project he is working on now must be done cleanly and beautifully.

From beginning to end, Zhang Ziyu kept staring, and the washing line was no exception.

After the washing line was washed, he called someone to transport it to the packaging workshop, marked it, and made sure that there would be no problems before he packed his luggage and went home.

When he left the company, it was already dark, and he took out his phone to see that the lock screen showed 6:42.

"It's almost seven o'clock......" he sighed inwardly. The world panicked, only trying to break a few taels of silver.

He unlocked it with his fingerprint, ready to find two songs to relax, but after the lock screen popped open and entered the desktop, he suddenly found that someone from Penguin Communication, who had not moved since he got to work, sent a message.

Curious, he quickly clicked on it, and then, his heart skipped a few beats, and his rapid pace stopped.

"Fight the sword and chant poetry to go all over the world", this is the ID of the person who sent the message, and the avatar is a little girl lying on the grass.

There is nothing strange about IDs and avatars, they are all used by young people; The strange thing is that what makes Zhang Ziyu's heart skip a beat is that this avatar has been gray for seven years...... This gray avatar hasn't jumped in seven years.

Before, the last message from this ID was, "Shall we go to Jiangzhou University together?" Now, the last message became, "I'm going, my parents gave me a brother!! ”

And there is a small red dot next to this message, indicating that there are still many messages that have not been read.

"Really...... It's true...... It's true! Zhang Ziyu's hand holding the mobile phone trembled slightly.

A great sense of unreality strikes again.

It wasn't a dream, it wasn't an illusion. Lingshi Sword really flew away, he didn't go crazy...... Ling Shijian is not crazy either.

This is the penguin ID of Lingshi Sword......

"She went to cultivate immortals, she really went to cultivate immortals!"

Fake, fake, this world, is fake!

If the transcendent world exists, then what is this real world?

Suddenly, Zhang Ziyu was knocked into nothingness and sank into the endless abyss, and his body began to tremble.

He stretched out his thumb to click on the message, but all of a sudden, everything on the phone screen ......

The phone rings.

"Jingle bell...... Jingle bell ......"

Looking at the unfamiliar number on the screen, he had a strong premonition......

The phone rang out, and he tentatively asked, "Hello?" ”

"Huh? Ziyu, is it really you?! Ling Shijian's voice came out of the earpiece, looking cheerful, "Haven't you changed your number for so many years?" ”

Zhang Ziyu was silent for a while, and said "um".

"I bought a mobile phone today, this is my current number, you can call this later." Ling Shijian continued, "Hehe, fortunately, I still remember your number! ”

“…… It's great. ”

"Of course!" Ling Shijian said with a smile, "The current mobile phone has changed so much, when I went to the Immortal Cultivation Realm, the touch screen mobile phone had just become popular. Almost won't use it. ”

“…… OK. ”

"What are you doing? I've sent you a lot of penguin messages and you haven't replied. ”

"Go to work."

"Going to work?" Ling Shijian suddenly raised his voice, "It's all ...... now It's seven o'clock, haven't you gotten off work yet? ”

"Just got off work!"

"Humph! I'm going to fire your boss ......" Ling Shijian huffed, "Isn't the company introduction from nine to five in the morning?" ”

“…… Not necessarily. ”

"Okay, don't open him for the time being!" Lingshi Kendao said, "Spare his life, and see his performance later." ”

In the earpiece, a crisp voice chirped, like a noisy lark, and Zhang Ziyu was very familiar with this feeling.

…… Seven years ago, when they were talking on the phone, she was like that.

He had a sense of reassurance. He was pulled back to reality.

The world is always changing, but there are also things that haven't changed, she is still her. A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he walked towards his car.

“…… I thought my mom would be very uncomfortable, but they gave birth to Ling Feiyu the next year! Ling Shijian sounded very angry, "That is, give me the feeling that the tuba practice is abolished, and then the number is decisively deleted and the trumpet is reopened." I'm the scrapped tuba. ”

"In the first two years, the third child was opened." Zhang Ziyu connected his mobile phone to the Bluetooth in the car, chatted with Ling Shijian, started the car, and drove back, "Did your uncle and aunt add a third sister to you?" ”

"Not really." Ling Shijian replied, "But, it's still so annoying!" I thought they would be sad without me, but they weren't sad at all, and they happily practiced a trumpet! ”

Twilight shrouded in the mountains, the headlights broke through the twilight, and the car moved slowly on the winding mountain road.

Before, for countless evenings, Zhang Ziyu drove back like this, alone. But now, the sound of Lingshi Sword chirping sounded in the car, as if there was someone in the car to accompany him, and he was no longer alone.

“…… Ling Feiyu is so funny, I'm going to play with him for two more days......" Ling Shijian said, "Then I'll come to you." ”

"Are you coming to our company?" Zhang Ziyu asked.

"Of course! I'm going to kick your boss out, and I dare to let you work overtime?! Ling Shijian was very arrogant, "Then I will be the boss, and I will pay you a salary in the future, hahaha!" ”

Zhang Ziyu secretly thought in her heart, although Ling Shijian is an immortal cultivator, she didn't go to college or have a college diploma, so I'm afraid it would be difficult for her to enter the company.

"If you really want to come, I'll go to the personnel department tomorrow and ask you to find you an office job. Although the salary is not high, it is easy to win. "Do you still use a computer?" ”

"Will ...... little by little" Lingshi Kendo, "It's no problem to play games." ”

"That's fine."

The car stopped in the community, Zhang Ziyu put on headphones and got out of the car, and walked to the hotel, he hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Have you told your parents that you are going to cultivate immortals?" ”

"Yes, but they don't believe it. They believed I had been taken by aliens. Ling Shijian replied, "But Ling Feiyu believes very much, he is stupid, hehe, he will reward him later." ”

“…… Stay safe. ”

Zhang Ziyu asked again, "Then how do you recover your identity?" The court has declared you dead before. If you want to apply for a certificate now, the court will probably ask you about your experience over the years, how do you answer? ”

"Hey! You don't have to worry about these, we have our back to Shushan, the big sect, these things are all going through the process. Ling Shijian smiled.

Zhang Ziyu was silent for a long time, and deducted a "six".

But as he walked, he suddenly paused, wait, Shushan?

Shushan Iron and Steel won't have anything to do with Shushan, right?

…… There shouldn't be, after all, Shushan is a famous tourist attraction in Jiangzhou City, and it may just be renamed.