Chapter 79.
Cafeteria.
The Special Intelligence Service’s cafeteria in the morning is the most lively, at noon and in the evening may be outside because of the mission, only in the morning, both AB and AB groups will be on time in the cafeteria to open the meal.
Sleeping in?
Among the rolled up AB and two groups, it doesn’t exist.
Since yesterday after the meeting of group A, this morning, the members of group A who appeared in the cafeteria were all like frosted eggplants, and the appearance of group B like a “ghost” seems to have a tendency to infect group A. ……
Both groups were eating seriously, and it was rare for them to be quiet.
Hao Jingye sighed: “Sure enough, the root cause of trouble is idleness.”
As long as you’re too busy to be idle, you’re not in the mood to make trouble.
–Team Leader Qiu gradually grasped the essence.
Sheng An Tong instantly attracts all the attention when he comes in carrying Wu Bu Bu Qi Ling Mu.
Team B: Yo, our birdman teammate is here.
Group A: Is this the flying mutant with mind reading skills from Group B?
The more attention he got, the more Wu Buye stiffened.
He simply closed his eyes, hung his head, and played dead.
Qi Lingmu wasn’t going to cooperate with him and threw him into his seat, then turned around and sat down next to Sheng An.
Every member who had just arrived had special treatment-
He would sit across from Sheng An during meals, with people on his left and right, the centerpiece of the table.
In the past, everyone wanted to sit closer so they could hear the news firsthand.
But today was different.
The moment Wu Buye was thrown into his seat, Song Linwei and Hao Jingye on both sides quickly moved, one on the left and one on the right, all keeping a distance of two meters.
Looking closely, one could also find that they had already marked the two meter distance on the table in advance.
Even the table was changed into a big long table.
The good thing was that two meters wasn’t too far away to have a conversation.
Wu Buye’s broken hair in front of his forehead covered his brows and eyes, resolutely not raising his head.
Opposite him, Sheng An faintly said, ”Not hungry? Then let the people remove your breakfast.”
Wu Buye gave a start.
He was hungry yesterday, and then he was knocked unconscious and has been hungry until now, so how could he not want to eat?
His nose twitched as he smelled the aroma.
The three meals of the Special Intelligence Service needed no introduction, today’s breakfast was relatively light, it was Cantonese cuisine, with boat congee, siu mai, glutinous rice chicken, crab buns, and thin-skinned fresh shrimp dumplings ……
Wu Buye swallowed his saliva.
He, a person who has never embarrassed himself, picked up his chopsticks and happily ate.
As soon as the thin-skinned fresh shrimp dumplings were in his mouth, Wu Buye narrowed his eyes.
The Special Intelligence Service’s cafeteria conveyed a message to people all the time – just for this mouthful of food, it was worth it to join.
Sheng An said as he drank congee:
“Since you’ve joined us, adapt to our rhythm as soon as possible, later on, Hao Jingye will take you to the front research institute for an examination and explain the Special Intelligence Service to you.”
Wu Buye ate without lifting his head, only nodding.
Song Linwei was full of curiosity and leaned his body forward:
“Wu Buye, in your last life, you were the number one paparazzo in the end times, a key figure in grasping information, do you have any memories of your last life?”
Wu Buye shook his head.
He looked over at Song Linwei, his eyes passing through the broken hair that covered his eyebrows, his voice moderately emotional:
“I don’t know anything, yesterday I was able to talk to you guys naturally because I heard your hearts, in fact, before yesterday, I didn’t even know why I had a change or that the end would come.”
If he loved to go out, he might have rubbed shoulders with government people and important people and gotten some news.
But the problem was, he didn’t love going out, and there was no such information on the internet.
Wu Buye: “So don’t beat me to the punch, and there’s no way I’m going to replace you at work and free you up.”
His voice is still moderately emotional.
Song Linwei: “……”
He looked down, and it turned out that because of his excitement, his body had crossed the two meter scale.
No wonder this girl can know the calculations in his heart ……
Li Xin sucked in a mouthful of cold air, “This ability is so scary, wouldn’t it be that no matter what he thinks, he can know?”
Long Tianyu sneered, “So you know how annoying he was in his last life?”
Lai Wan Yun: “It’s not pleasing now either.”
Wu Buye swept a glance at the two, his eyes moved slightly, but he did not say anything.
With that, he continued to lower his head and eat.
Hao Jingye similarly regretted that
“If only he was also a reborn, with the information he possessed in his last life, we could gather the aberrants together as fast as possible, and we could even get hold of more intelligence.”
Wan Wan nodded in agreement, “Yes, he must have known quite a bit of information in his past life that no one else knew.”
Sheng An also had some regrets.
But she never indulged in such emotions and added:
“After everyone finishes the matter at hand today, we’ll officially start moving, five days later we’ll be announcing the Doomsday Disaster Response Plan for the entire nation at the Core Refuge, and tomorrow we’ll be gathering up the other few heretics, short time and urgent tasks, so hurry up.”
The crowd’s suddenly looked solemn.
There were only ten days.
No, technically, only five days.
Side by side.
Group A’s Lou Mingwei suddenly raised his voice:
“We’ve already moved our luggage over this morning, the good beds in the Special Intelligence Division are occupied by us, you guys are late to go now.”
He gloated.
Jiang Yu suddenly realized.
No wonder Group A wilted this morning, so it was because they got up too early!
Li Xin gritted his teeth, “You guys are too much!”
Lou Mingwei had a dejected look on his face.
Sheng An finished the last mouthful of congee, drew a tissue and wiped his mouth, smiling slightly, “Who told you guys that our group B is living in a dormitory?”
The crowd froze.
Song Linwei suddenly remembered that Sheng An had said that she had another arrangement for the accommodation ……
“Then where do we live?” Zhang Kun asked dully.
Hao Jingye raised his hand and pushed his glasses, a board: “Live in the villa ah.”
Lou Mingwei: “?”
Geng Leqian frowned: “The villa has another arrangement, even the leaders can only squeeze together, how can you have a villa?”
It was already very good to have rooms and beds.
It was a commendation for their Special Intelligence Division being on the frontline.
How could there be villas to distribute to them?
Hao Jingye smiled slightly, “Who let us have a villa.”
He reached out his hand and pulled out a title deed from inside the folder he was carrying.
Group A crowd:”?”
Lai Wan Yun: “????”
How come the more she looked at it, the more familiar it became?
Lai Wan Yun pulled up her voice: “My villa!”
Sheng An glanced at her and faintly said, “What your villa? Didn’t you mortgage it to us long ago? That’s our villa.”
Lai Wan Yun: “……”
She was stunned.
Sheng An raised his eyebrows, “What? You want to pay it back now?”
Lai Wan Yun was at a loss.
Paying back the money, that’s ten billion dollars.
Thinking about when she happily signed the mortgage contract, thinking about the fact that she was counted by Sheng An to be penniless and had to work backwards to pay back the money, thinking about the hard-earned tens of billions of hoarded supplies that she turned in ……
She stared at Sheng An dead in the face and gritted her teeth:
“I want a room facing south.”
–This is not a wimp, this is just from the heart.
Sheng An nodded: “Small problem.”
Group A had gone collectively silent.
It couldn’t be helped, who made it so that none of them bought a villa in that neighborhood before the country determined the core refuge?
Even if they were reborn.
They also didn’t have the money to buy it ah!
Not everyone could start with five billion dollars.
If you think about it, everyone in Team B is really like a novel’s “protagonist”.
Rebirth and space aside, the black land and the opening five billion, are the core of the protagonist’s golden finger ah!
Oh, and now there’s also the addition of mind reading.
Qiu Yu stood up and raised his feet to leave.
The people in Group A hurriedly followed, and when they passed Sheng An, Lou Mingwei stopped.
He had a long standing grudge against Group B. Although he hadn’t gotten the better of them every time, his displeasure drove him to continue jumping up and down.
Lou Mingui stopped next to Wu Buye and looked him up and down before giving a mocking smile:
“You’re the psychic that Team B went through all the trouble to bring back, huh? Birdman plus mind reading? Tsk, I wonder how much you can utilize it in combat?”
Wu Buye slowly finished his congee.
He raised his head, his broken hair covering his brows and eyes, and slowly spoke, “Your heart voice is so fierce, who is Qiu Yu? Why did you call her a tyrant? Cruel, cold, and emotionless, sooner or later you turned over and killed her? Death by a thousand cuts? Geez, it’s too fierce.”
The last four words, very innocent, tea words.