Chapter 59 Avatar, no bottom line, what comes next? Fu Ze can choose an auspicious day...

"Are you using the photo I took of you back then as your profile picture?" Cui Ya leaned closer to Fu Ze and asked in surprise.

“Yeah, after all, your photos are really good.” Fu Ze took the spoon out of his mouth. “It’s just a pity they’re out of print, otherwise I would definitely have asked you to take a solo photo of me.”

Although Fu Ze and Yuan Jianxing dealt with the source of the explosion together, the fleeing crowd still caused considerable damage to the shop itself.

The wooden staircase where the photo was taken was the first to suffer damage; nearly half of the handrail was knocked down by panicked customers and trampled beyond repair.

Since things had come to this point, Cui Ya decided to make the best of a bad situation and closed the shop for some renovations.

After more than two weeks of intensive renovations, his shop finally reopened yesterday.

Eliminate customers' safety concerns and restore the brand's glory in one fell swoop.

As the manager and owner, he inevitably had to be in the store during this crucial period.

Noticing that Fu Ze was sitting on the second floor, Cui Ya had only intended to greet an acquaintance, but he never expected to receive such a pleasant surprise.

Fu Zen's choice of this photo was also accidental.

Although his phone was confiscated during the cruise ship's launch, he had developed the habit of uploading important information to the cloud at any time during his frequent "death and resurrection" experiences.

This photo was found in the cloud drive.

Fu Ze no longer remembers why he uploaded this insignificant photo along with other important personal information and documents related to Bogdan.

It's possible that I just checked it by accident.

But when he tried to personalize the alternate account that Yuan Jianxing had given him for temporary communication, he unexpectedly discovered that he only had this one photo that could represent "Fu Ze".

Unlike Bogdan, who uses the same body, the only one in the same frame as Yuan Jianxing is Fu Ze.

Perhaps, this is also an inevitability in the grand scheme of things.

However...

"The only pity is that the composition of your work is too subtle. No matter how I adjust the area of ​​the portrait, I can't help but include my boss." Fu Ze quickly put this detail out of his mind and continued chatting with Cui Ya. "Anyone who didn't know better would think it was some kind of couple's profile picture."

"Hehe." Cui Ya raised his head proudly, "This is a huge compliment for a photographer."

Seeing that the shop wasn't busy, he pulled out a chair next to Fu Ze and sat down. "Speaking of which, how's that junior executive who brought you here before?"

"You mean Du Yang?" Fu Ze recalled for a moment. "As things stand, there's good news and bad news."

"I want to hear good news." Cui Ya immediately adopted an attentive expression.

Fu Ze readily agreed: "The good news is that he is still in the hospital. Although he is unconscious, his vital signs are all normal. And because he was injured on duty, he will receive all the wages and allowances due."

Cui Ya: "...If this is good news, then what is the bad news?"

"The bad news is that his name is about to be used to name a completely new disease. Many medical professors are already vying to use him as material for their papers," Fu Ze said, resting his chin on his hand. "How can that not be considered making history?"

“I think we have a slightly different definition of ‘good’ and ‘bad’.” Cui Ya chose to avoid bringing up the topic and abruptly changed the subject. “By the way, why didn’t your boss come with you today? It must be so boring to eat alone.”

"He went to look at houses and should be here soon."

As soon as Fu Ze finished speaking, that tall figure he knew so well appeared at the shop entrance.

Compared to Yuan Jianxing's figure and temperament, what is more eye-catching is the large bouquet of flowers in his arms.

"Huh?" Cui Ya stared at Yuan Jianxing in disbelief, then stiffly turned his head to look at Fu Ze.

He then caught an even greater look of shock on Fu Ze's face than he had seen on his own.

However, in the blink of an eye, Fu Ze adjusted his posture and simultaneously put on a "I knew it" expression on his face.

With a mix of fear and understanding, Cui Ya asked, "Do you need us to create a supportive atmosphere?"

"No need," Fu Ze immediately waved his hand to shoo him away, "Don't scare him."

Although that's what he said to Cui Ya on the surface, Fu Ze himself still had no idea what Yuan Jianxing was up to or what he was thinking.

Moreover, this uncertainty began a few days ago after he woke up in bed and sent Yuan Jianxing the message "I'm awake."

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Staring at the message "Secondly, don't worry, he can't escape," in the chat box, Fu Ze began to space out for the first time in a long time.

They can't escape? Are they saying those guns can't escape?

Combined with the previous sentence, "The two of us can't handle such a big mess" and "the border," it's clear that someone else investigated the guns on behalf of Yuan Jianxing.

And no one but the CEO can do that.

Doesn't that mean that the fact that Yuan Jianxing was "ostensibly demoted due to a loss, but secretly had another mission" has already been exposed to some extent within the executive officers?

It's likely that the Cumming Corporation planted more than just Bogdan as an undercover agent; this matter definitely won't remain hidden for long.

Once they realize that Yuan Jianxing is targeting them, they will definitely retaliate, or even launch a counterattack.

In other words, both sides have declared war on each other.

At that time, Yuan Jianxing would no longer need to hide it and could return to his original position with absolute honorary title, once again becoming the renowned CEO of V City.

Thinking of this, Fu Ze suddenly recalled the scene in his mind when he was still Wan Chuanqiu, holding the snake eye and confronting Yuan Jianxing on the rooftop.

The wind was exceptionally strong that night, so strong that it made the executive officer's overly stiff trench coat flutter and dance in the wind.

He leaped off the heavy loader, his figure, like a totem, imprinted on Fu Zexin's heart as he faced Yuan Jianxing, who was walking towards him step by step, untouchable.

Recalling the details of that time, Fu Ze smiled wryly.

Good.

But then another question came to his mind.

If Hara Mikihoshi were to become the CEO again, what would happen to him?

If Fu Ze, as an inside man planted by the Kangming Group within the executive team, still had some value to Yuan Jianxing, then in order to prolong the time before the truth came out, both the inside man Fu Ze and the executive Fu Ze theoretically ceased to exist after the cruise ship incident.

Or rather, only Fu Ze remains in this world, a Fu Ze without any labels.

Fu Ze was of no value to Yuan Jianxing.

In the usual storyline, Fu Ze should have wisely left Yuan Jianxing and embarked on the journey to find the [key] alone.

Just as he had gotten used to it.

As long as Yuan Jianxing is also pursuing the key, and their goals align, they will eventually meet again.

At that time, the two of them will most likely become adversaries again.

Since there is only one key, there can only be one winner in the end.

Thinking of this, Fu Ze felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

Just as once you've experienced walking with the warm sun, how can you bear to return to the bitter journey of a cold night?

Just as Fu Ze was lost in a faint sense of regret and sorrow, the phone on the hotel bedside table rang.

He rolled over and answered the phone. A polite electronic female voice informed Fu Ze that his order had been delivered to his door by a robot and that he should pick it up as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, Hara Mihoshi received another piece of news.

Yuan Jianxing: What you said is casual.

For a moment, Fu Ze couldn't even find any reason to refute it.

It's quite casual, really.

Isn't this a bit too casual?

Despite his inner grumbling, Fu Ze still got up to retrieve the food.

Then……

Fu Ze: Food Photo.jpg

Fu Ze: Then I should have said not to be too greasy!

Yuan Jianxing: The standard for "greasy" varies from person to person. This set meal is called "light and nutritious" on the hotel menu.

Hara Mihoshi: So don't say "whatever" next time.

Next time? Is there really a next time?

Upon seeing this sentence, Fu Ze's indescribable gloom dissipated considerably.

Fu Ze: Okay, I'll definitely do it next time.

Yuan Jianxing: Eat a little bit, I'll be back as soon as possible.

Fu Ze: How fast is "as soon as possible"?

Yuan Jianxing: Half an hour later.

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Half an hour, or even less than a class period, felt like an eternity to Fu Ze, who was preoccupied with his own thoughts.

The moment he heard the electronic door lock activated, he immediately rubbed his face twice, forcing himself to cheer up.

We will strive to present ourselves in the best possible light as we await the upcoming verdict.

Separated by a bend, Fu Ze couldn't see Yuan Jianxing directly, but he could deduce the other's movements from the sound.

Clang—

The door opened.

Da da—

This is what it means to enter the door.

Haloxylon ammodendron—

He was carrying two plastic bags, which were filled with quite a few things.

Sasha—

That's the sound of Harami Hoshi taking off his uniform.

If nothing unexpected happens, he'll be turning the corner of the room in the next second, and then...

"I'm back." Yuan Jianxing's voice came before he did.

An accident has occurred!!

Faced with this overly simple greeting, Fu Ze, who was usually the most adept at responding to conversations, suddenly didn't know how to deal with it.

His brain was still blank, but his answer came out first:

Welcome back.

By the time Fu Ze recovered from the shock of his own actions, Yuan Jianxing was already standing in front of him, pressing his palm against his forehead.

"The restoration was quite good."

Although it was just a quick touch before being moved away, the impact of Yuan Jianxing's action on Fu Ze was far greater than the mark Yuan Jianxing had left on his neck on the cruise ship.

Pretending to be calm, Fu Ze flicked his hair and said, "Yeah, it's rare to be able to sleep until I naturally wake up without anyone waking me up."

As the one being indirectly insulted, Yuan Jianxing decided not to stoop to Fu Ze's level and simply put the plastic bag aside.

The plastic bag contained several square plastic lunch boxes, each about half the size of an adult man's palm, quite exquisite.

Taking out each lunchbox and opening them one by one, Yuan Jianxing said without looking at him, "I submitted your application for a long business trip in the system. It's an emergency, and you left this morning."

He personally selected these vegetables on the spot, confirming that they were absolutely free of any oil.

Fu Ze nodded.

Given the current situation, this is indeed the best solution.

“You’re quite popular. Many people felt that the Tribunal’s arrangements were too rushed and they didn’t even have time to give you a proper send-off.” As he spoke, Yuan Jianxing took out the chopsticks that were at the bottom and handed them to Fu Ze.

Just as he felt the chopsticks being snatched from his hand, Yuan Jianxing suddenly heard a voice ask, "And then what?"

It was Fu Ze who asked this question.

His voice was indifferent, as if he were discussing someone who had nothing to do with him.

"Fu Ze can't be away on business trips forever, can he?"

Is Fu Ze able to return at a later date, or will he have to leave now?

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Author's Note: A little bit of angst is good for the soul [cat paw emoji]