I became a god after resigning

Chapter 98
"Chat online? No, I type slowly. I said I don't like chatting with people online, so I just play cards and fight landlords."

Seeing Song Ci asking this question, Zhao Changqing also showed doubts.

"There's nothing special about it?" Song Ci asked.

"No, it's all the same as usual." After Zhao Changqing recalled it carefully, he didn't find anything special.

"That's it..." Song Ci looked at Zhao Changqing, with willow leaf patterns appearing in the corner of his eyes.

Zhao Changqing also saw it, and immediately became alert in his heart, but before he could react, he felt in a trance for a while, and didn't know anything.

He didn't know anything, but Song Ci knew it very well. Accompanied by a drowning-like suffocation, Song Ci felt that the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

At this moment he is in an office.

The office occupies a very large area, covering hundreds of square meters. Song Ci looked around. This is a president's office, and the furnishings are extremely simple.

There is a set of exquisite Kung Fu tea sets on the sofa, coffee table, and coffee table. Behind it is a big executive desk. Zhao Changqing is sitting behind the desk, staring at the computer intently and clicking the mouse.

The desk is also very empty, except for the computer, there is a huge glazed golden toad.

But in the whole office, the most conspicuous thing is the huge bookshelf behind Zhao Changqing. The bookshelf is full of tomes, but Zhao Changqing doesn't look like a reader, so these books are all used for reading. Ornamental, or even just a shell.

Song Ci walked around the huge desk and came to Zhao Changqing's back, only to see that he was fighting landlords intently.

As time went by, he found that Zhao Changqing hadn't lied. In almost two hours, he said three sentences, and they were all a few words.

"speed."

"※※※."

"※※※."

Three sentences, two sentences were blocked by the system, and the other three people, also with only a few words, all urged speed to play cards, and did not see any abnormalities, Song Ci found it strange.

On the way, he got a call from the front desk of the company, asking him what he had for lunch.

Yes, in Zhao Changqing's security company, the front desk also works as a secretary. The main things are too few, and there is nothing to do on weekdays.

The phone is also very ordinary, and Song Ci didn't hear anything special.

So he looked around the office again, but also found nothing special.

But the huge floor-to-ceiling windows attracted Song Ci's attention.

Song Ci walked over and found that the field of vision was extremely wide, and he felt like looking down on Jiangcheng. The vehicles and pedestrians on the ground were like ants.

Not far from the building, there is a park, which is lush and lush. In the center of the park, there is a semicircular lake, which is very beautiful like emeralds inlaid in the green shade.

"I really know how to choose a place."

With such a scenery, Song Ci also had to sigh with emotion, Zhao Changqing is a rough man, he really knows how to choose a place.

At this moment, a bell suddenly sounded in Song Ci's ear, and Song Ci followed the sound, and there was a faint bell tower among the tall buildings.

This bell tower is known to Song Ci. This is one of the landmark buildings in Jiangzhou City, the Great Bell Tower, which has a history of nearly 40 years.

In the past 40 years, I have worked hard and told the time on time every day. In the past, the city was small, and the bell from the big clock tower was still very useful.

But as the urban area expands and tall buildings rise, the clock tower becomes less and less existential.

But no matter what, after all, it has existed for nearly 40 years, and people in Jiangzhou are used to its bell.

At this moment, Song Ci suddenly heard the sound of movement behind him, and saw Zhao Changqing suddenly stood up with a dull expression, looking straight at the French window.

Under Song Ci's surprised eyes, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, then opened the ventilation window next to him, climbed up with agility that didn't match his age, and jumped down without the slightest hesitation.

This is in Zhao Changqing's memory, and Song Ci will naturally not be stupid enough to stop him and do some useless work.

However, as Zhao Changqing fell to the ground, the feeling of drowning surged up again, and Song Ci instantly withdrew from Zhao Changqing's memory.

Zhao Changqing, who returned to reality, saw light green willow leaf patterns appearing in the corners of Song Ci's eyes, and then nothing happened, and he was still puzzled.

He didn't notice at all that Song Ci had already read the memory before his death.

Song Ci squeezed his eyebrows, and was about to ask about the bell, when two little girls appeared in their field of vision.

Tang Die and Fan Wan came together.

"Hey, it's really strange, the two little tricks are really cute, where are your parents?" Zhao Changqing started to talk cheaply again.

Not only was his mouth mean, but his hands were also mean. Seeing Fan Wan's chubby face, he stretched out his hand and wanted to pinch her little face.

Fan Wan was not polite to him, and directly gave him a hammer.

Zhao Changqing immediately let out a scream, and collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud.

He felt that his whole body was thrown into a meat grinder, and the flesh and blood of his whole body was smashed to pieces, but he was still conscious and could feel the severe pain in every part of his body. This pain penetrated deep into the bone marrow, no, It is a pain that goes deep into the soul.

Because of the excruciating pain, his whole body, like a TV being disturbed by a signal, produced snowflakes, giving people the feeling that they would collapse at any time.

But Song Ci knew that the other party was just in pain, and Fan Wan would not let such a trivial matter make the other party go out of his wits.

And when he saw Tang Die and Fan Wan coming together, he knew that there must be news about what he entrusted, so he looked at the two with excitement.

Before Song Ci asked, Tang Die took out a letter from his pocket.

The letter was still the same letter, but the back of the letter was densely packed with his familiar handwriting. Song Ci'an held back his excitement and reached out to take it.

As Song Ci took over, the letter changed from nothingness to reality, and fell at Song Ci's fingertips.

"Thank you, thank you both." Song Ci said.

"You're welcome." Tang Die whispered.

"Humph."

Fan Wan turned her head to express her disdain, but her eyes secretly fixed on Song Ci.

Song Ci retreated to the bench and sat down. Then he opened the letter in his hand. He didn't sit and read it. He was really worried that he would fall down because he was too excited.

Opening the letter with trembling hands, the familiar handwriting came into view. At this moment, Song Ci felt a little sore in his nose and moist in his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, the first sentence came into view.

dear (strike out)

Doggie, miss me?Without me by your side, have you let go of yourself? When you see a beautiful girl, you go up to strike up a conversation, and when you see a big girl and a young daughter-in-law, you post it...

Yun Chuyao's letter was also divided into three parts.

The first part used the familiar tone of Song Ci to warn him, but the jealousy in the words was about to overflow from the paper, but it was also full of love, because only love can be jealous.

The second part is to ask about Nuan Nuan's situation, from how tall and heavy Nuan Nuan is now, to how much Nuan Nuan eats, how many times a day to drink water, etc., in detail.

The third part is to ask about the situation of both parents.

Throughout the article, there is no mention of anything about the chance of Song Ci, and there is no question throughout the article when we will be able to see Song Ci.

There are only a few words at the end to express her heart.

"You don't abandon me, I will never leave."

well
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A letter does not have a word of love, but Song Ci reads full of love from it.

The love for him, the love for his daughter, the love for his parents, all ended with the simple word Anhao.

But it is Yun Chuyao's greatest wish and most sincere blessing.

Before I knew it, tears rolled down my cheeks.

(End of this chapter)