Chapter 103 further explores what happened to Sang Zhi after returning from Earth...
After returning from Earth, Sang Zhitao did not see Mingming again for a long time.
About three months later, Senlan suddenly came to our door: "Our new company is opening, An'an, do you want to come and join the fun?"
Sang Zhitao initially wanted to refuse, but thinking of what Team Leader Sheng An had said, and recalling Mingming's sudden change in mood that day, she hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement: "Okay."
The company was located in the central area she had only heard of but never been to, a very large central floating island where almost every well-known company in the Bubble World was located.
Senlan's company is located in the very center of this floating island.
A huge "P" gleamed on the beautiful building. Unlike the other Bubble People who were always lazy and casual, this Bubble People was dressed in exquisite clothes, walking briskly, looking like an elite.
"Let's go, our new department is on the thirty-second floor," Senlan said with a smile, leading the way.
"The opening ceremony will be held upstairs?" Sang Zhitao asked curiously.
Senlan nodded: "Let's have some fun with the staff during the day, and then we'll have a party at the hotel in the evening."
Sang Zhitao had also held opening ceremonies for companies on Earth, so Senlan's arrangement was not unexpected.
"An'an?" Just as I entered the thirty-second floor, I bumped into Mingming.
She looked at Sang Zhitao with a furrowed brow and glanced at her brother with displeasure. Before Senlan could react, she pulled Sang Zhitao into the elevator.
"Why did you come here?" Her voice was cold and hard.
Sang Zhitao looked at her with her back to her, raised an eyebrow, and asked in surprise, "Your brother invited me here."
Mingming's hands, which were resting on the hem of her skirt, were clenched tightly. After a long while, Mingming coldly said, "You won't be shortchanged on your money. Now you should leave."
"Why?" Sang Zhitao asked, puzzled. "Mingming, what exactly are you hiding?"
With her back to her, Mingming's eyes were dark and unfathomable: "You just stay here and be a good doctor on 46th Street, and you'll get your share of the profits. Don't ask about anything else."
Sang Zhitao rubbed her fingertips. Of course, she wanted to enjoy the warm daily life and obediently complete the plot to return to Earth, but she always felt that if she really chose that path, she might stay here and never be able to leave again.
and……
Sang Zhitao frowned slightly, thinking about her time traveling back and forth from Earth. At first, she thought it was because she had learned new technologies that allowed her to travel through time, but she always felt that something was wrong.
Seeing that she hadn't answered, Mingming said impatiently, "I don't care if you're the same An'an as before. Since you're using her appearance and identity, you should protect her."
Sang Zhitao paused for a moment before smiling and saying, "Is it possible that it's not that I want to investigate, but that those things have come looking for me?"
Mingming frowned and suddenly turned to look at her: "As long as you're not curious, none of this will happen."
Looking into her eyes, Sang Zhitao suddenly uttered a few words: "Special Talent Program".
Mingming's face suddenly turned ugly: "Where did you know that?"
Sang Zhitao was just using this as a quick wit to test her, but she never expected that it would actually be related.
She frowned and pursed her lips: "I told you, trouble would come for me."
Mingming took a few deep breaths before turning to look at the elevator: "Let's end it here, otherwise I can't save you."
Remembering what Team Leader Sheng An had said, Sang Zhitao suddenly asked tentatively, "Okay, then I won't ask about family matters anymore. I'll ask you, where is the end of our world? What's beneath those clouds?"
Mingming couldn't help but grit her teeth and say, "You really know how to rub salt in the wound!"
"So...it's related to a secret?" Sang Zhitao raised an eyebrow.
She opened her mouth, but before she could say anything, the elevator reached the top floor.
As Mingming stepped out of the elevator, she turned to look at Sang Zhitao and said, "Wait here for a bit. I'll take you away after this is over."
Without waiting for Sang Zhitao to ask a question, he turned around and left in the elevator.
Sang Zhitao glanced around and, seeing the nameplate on the door, knew that this was the president's office and the secretariat.
She walked to a corner of the rest area, slumped onto the sofa, and began brainstorming.
Her probing just now confirmed that the two books that Team Leader Sheng An mentioned, "Flowers in the Microscopic World" and "Angels in Bubbles," do indeed share the same worldview, and even that they actually take place in the same world.
Moreover, she discovered that people of Mingming's status knew about this, but most ordinary bubble people were unaware of it.
“Strange…” Sang Zhitao stroked her chin, somewhat curious, “An’an is an orphan, and a colorful bubble that suffers from discrimination, so how does she know these secrets?”
Unwittingly, her gaze swept towards the secretariat and several documents on the table.
She stood up, pretending to be bored and strolling around, until she reached the document and glanced at it subconsciously.
"Fate Choice System Upgrade Plan"
The few words caught her eye and surprised her.
She picked up the document subconsciously and looked at the words inside. The more she looked, the more her brows furrowed.
"Fate Choice System Upgrade and Repair 1: Reduce the probability of intelligent bubble people being born; Repair 2: Increase the number of civilian clones; Repair 3: Improve the ground people protocol..."
"What are you doing?" Just as she was engrossed in what she was watching, a cold, hard voice suddenly came from behind her.
She was startled and quickly turned around to look.
He saw a strong-looking man standing with his arms crossed, looking at him.
Various excuses flashed through Sang Zhitao's mind, but in the end she coughed lightly and said, "I'll wait for Mingming here."
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, glancing unintentionally at the document in her hand: "How much have you read?"
Sang Zhitao replied innocently, "I just opened it, I haven't looked at it yet, what's wrong?"
The man suddenly laughed and shook his head: "It's nothing. You said you're Miss Mingming's friend?"
Sang Zhitao nodded, and then added a few more words of explanation: "I was invited by Senlan to attend the founding ceremony of the new company."
"Oh, I see..." the man said meaningfully, "Miss Mingming is really being unreasonable, making the guests sit here on empty benches."
Before Sang Zhitao could reply, the man bowed slightly, raised his hand slightly, and pointed to the elevator with a smile, saying, "Please, miss, the ceremony is about to begin."
Sang Zhitao felt that this person had an unsettling aura about him, and she opened her mouth, wanting to refuse.
But looking at the other person's arms, which were thicker than her own thighs, and his fists, which were the size of sandbags, she was worried that if she refused, she might face a physical exorcism.
Seeing her obediently enter the elevator, the man's coldness lessened slightly, and his expression softened.
Sang Zhitao didn't speak in the elevator, and neither did the man. For a moment, the elevator was so quiet that it was as if they could hear each other's heartbeats.
When I entered the new office where the event was to begin, it was already very lively, with many people chatting and raising their glasses.
Mingming was lost in thought, thinking about Sang Zhitao, when he glanced up and saw Sang Zhitao standing in one place. His pupils dilated and he froze for a moment.
The middle-aged man standing opposite her, seeing her lost in thought, couldn't help but ask with some displeasure, "Miss Mingming, are you feeling unwell?"
Mingming nodded subconsciously, but after regaining her senses, she saw the middle-aged man's displeased expression and quickly shook her head. She opened her mouth to say something, but then she saw a man standing behind Sang Zhitao. Looking at that face, her expression changed drastically, and she turned around and walked towards Sang Zhitao.
The middle-aged man was waiting for Mingming's apology, but she turned and left arrogantly, even spilling her wine on him because of the sudden movement.
The middle-aged man's somewhat fierce gaze swept over Mingming's back. He was just plotting how to deal with this young girl after the party ended when he saw Sang Zhitao and the man standing next to her. As Mingming walked quickly toward them, the middle-aged man couldn't help but wear a look of watching a show.
Mingming quickly approached Sang Zhitao, glanced warily at the man, shielded Sang Zhitao behind him, and said respectfully, "Patriarch Lan."
The man called the Lan family head glanced at Mingming and nodded indifferently.
The man who had just brought Sang Zhitao down walked over, whispered a few words in the ear of the Lan family head, then took a few steps back and disappeared from everyone's sight.
Mingming looked at the Lan family head with a nervous expression.
The Lan family head smiled as he looked at Sang Zhitao: "I heard you're a bubble doctor?"
Sang Zhitao nodded.
"In that case, why don't you help me get a medical checkup for my family members?" the Lan family head continued.
Sang Zhitao paused, and before Mingming could refuse on her behalf, she said directly, "I am just a novice who has just passed the junior certificate exam. I dare not accept such a big task."
The head of the Lan family stared intently at Sang Zhitao for a long time before finally revealing a regretful expression and saying, "Alright, it seems I wasn't lucky enough."
"You're too kind." Sang Zhitao nodded slightly.
The Lan family head gave a look to the man beside him before turning to Sang Zhitao and saying, "I heard that the idea for this new company came from you. I wonder where you got the inspiration?"
“I…” Sang Zhitao opened her mouth, about to say something, but was interrupted by Mingming.
"It just came about by chance between the two of us, it's not really an inspiration," Mingming interjected with a smile, not forgetting to nudge Sang Zhitao behind her back.
Sang Zhitao glanced at Mingming without making a sound before saying to the Lan family head, "Yes, it was just something that came up unintentionally during a conversation between the two of us. Mingming is really good to me; he asked Senlan to give me some money."
Whether the Lan family head believed it or not, he just looked at Sang Zhitao with a probing gaze, silently tugging at the corners of his mouth, lost in thought.
Mingming glanced at Sang Zhitao with some concern, then thought for a moment before saying to the Lan family head, "I'm taking An'an to see my brother. Excuse me."
The Lan family head nodded with a smile, watching the two of them leave with a deep gaze. Then he whispered to the man who brought Sang Zhitao down, "Dispose of her."
Sang Zhitao felt a strange sensation wash over her; her next opportunity to return was not far off…
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