Chapter 1: The Office's Unspoken Rules...

  Yang Zongbao thought for a moment and also got on. The motorcycle's seat was a bit high off the ground, so Yang Zongbao had to tiptoe. Moreover, the motorcycle was quite heavy due to its modifications, and if it tilted slightly, it might be embarrassing.

  "Master, can you ride?" Zhou Yi hastily asked.

  "I can ride a fart, I'll ride an electric bike. Warn you not to listen, this time even I was folded in." Yang Zongbao said, his right hand added gas and rushed out. Indeed, the horsepower is big enough, and before he could react, 10 seconds later, when Yang Zongbao came back to himself, he was already at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour.

  Yang Zongbao broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, there were no obstacles just now, otherwise something might have happened. A speed of 100 kilometers per hour is not to be trifled with; the skin on his cheeks was blown back by the wind and was no longer in its original position. At first he had been somewhat nervous, but once a person is in that kind of environment, a feeling of exhilaration will arise from deep within.

  There is no fear in my heart anymore, this motorcycle has a very high degree of sensitivity, and with just a slight tilt of the handlebars, it can quickly change direction.

  The car in front of Kang Le was getting closer and closer, Yang Zongbao accelerated again, the car almost took off. Because he wasn't wearing goggles, his eyes were slightly open, and he could only vaguely see the red lights of Kang Le's car shining proudly.

  Yang Zongbao followed Kang Le closely, not falling behind. Finally, the front Kang Le suddenly stopped, and when Yang Zongbao caught up, he found that below was the bustling main road of the city.

  Cars and horses crowded together, blocking the way without any courtesy.

  Yang Zongbao also made an emergency brake, and the car fell to the ground again without any accident.

  "You close your eyes and cross this road, I'll be yours." Kang Le suddenly said to the dazed Yang Zongbao.

  "What do you want me to do?" Yang Zongbao asked.

  "You...” Kang Le almost vomited blood, but fortunately he stabilized his temper: "I need a man, and so far I only think you're suitable. But looking at your appearance, you also seem to be a playboy, however good men can't resist this. I don't ask for that from you. In one sentence, do you want me or not?" Kang Le was also being ruthless.

  Normally, no matter how bold one is, this kind of thing can't be said, but today, after having a few drinks, with the help of alcohol to boost courage, Kang Le just wants to have a frank conversation.

  Yang Zongbao stood still in his original position, and didn't know what he was thinking about.

  Just as Kang Le was about to give up, Yang Zongbao suddenly took the scarf off Kang Le's neck and wrapped it around his own eyes. He started crossing the road.

  The already congested main road became even more irregular with the arrival of Yang Zongbao, an unwelcome guest. Some drivers started yelling and cursing, while others almost crashed into each other.

  Kang Le's heart rose to his throat as he made the suggestion, and he regretted it as soon as it left his mouth. However, Yang Zongbao didn't give him a chance to explain before rushing out.

  Now seeing him darting between cars, I broke out in a cold sweat.

  Suddenly a sharp screeching sound pierced Kang Le's ears. A white sedan, due to emergency braking, dragged sparks on the ground. The car did not stop because of the brakes, but instead rushed towards Yang Zongbao, who was now in a state of blindness.

  Kang Le's eyes were tightly shut, not daring to look. Kang Le thought he had a big enough temper, having seen countless dead people, and thought he was calm, but now he knew that those were not living people who died unexpectedly in front of him. There is a big difference between the two.

  Half a minute without hearing the people around, she dared to open her eyes and found that Yang Zongbao was already standing on the other side of the road, taking off his scarf and looking at her. Kang Le's heart was beating particularly fast at this time, with an unprecedented excitement stimulating her heart to beat rapidly. Looking at Yang Zongbao's calm face, Kang Le couldn't hold back anymore, also crossing the road, and hugged Yang Zongbao: "You're really something. From now on I'm your woman."

  "Me..." Yang Zongbao was about to speak.

  "Shh, I know what you're going to say, don't like me? Deceive a dog, no feeling for doing so much for me?" Kang Le tightened Yang Zongbao's neck even more: "Even if you don't like me, it doesn't matter, this doesn't conflict with the fact that I'm your woman."

  "......" Yang Zongbao didn't know what to say, today he was indeed not normal. The reason for this abnormality, Yang Zongbao had already vaguely sensed: "There is already someone in my heart."

  "This has nothing to do with me being your woman." Kang Le covered Yang Zongbao's mouth, not letting him say the words of refusal.

  Here, except for the cars, there are almost no pedestrians, and no cars stop to notice the two young people embracing each other. Perhaps one of them is not proactive enough, but it does not hinder the passion of the other.

  When they returned to the big shed, Kang Le was riding a bicycle with Yang Zongbao sitting at the back.

  "Master..." Zhou Yi saw Yang Zongbao return and quickly came over to support him. Because Yang Zongbao was really too exhausted.

  "I'm his woman now, don't interfere with me anymore." Kang Le said quickly.

  "What's going on?" Zhou Yi's mouth crooked to one side.

  "Sister..." Big Beard also felt strange.

  "Don't ask, I'm willing. Do you think someone can force me to do something I don't want to? Alright, you can leave now." Kang Le said as he pushed the big beard onto his motorcycle.

  "What? You'd better go back and explain." The big-bearded man got on the car, taking with him that unlucky fellow who had been ridden off by Yang Zongbao, just like when they came, in a gust of wind.

  "Zong Bao, you're really quick on the draw." Ma Xiao Jian was clearly drunk, his tongue was all swollen, but he basically understood what was going on.

  "Hmph." Zhang Lanfeng seemed unwilling to be ignored, and coldly sneered.

  "You're awesome." Yu Tie Nan also gave a thumbs up.

  No one paid attention to Zhang Lanfeng's madness, and he was really ignored.

  "It's nothing, just a misunderstanding." Yang Zongbao said with a wry smile, this period of time his peach blossoms are really many. If Rose finds out about this, won't she go crazy?

  "It's better for you, young and can spend a few more years in school, fall in love, unlike us who are about to graduate and have no job prospects." Ma Xiaojian said dejectedly: "In this era, even PhDs have a hard time finding jobs."

  "Don't mind him, he's had too much to drink." Yu Tie Nan desperately tried to signal to Ma Xiao Jian with his eyes, but the other person ignored him and continued: "You're so great, you have a strong background, you entered the provincial hospital right after graduating from college. What about me? My family is poor, I don't have any connections, I'm not a second-generation rich kid, and even though I graduated with a PhD, I still ended up unemployed."

  "You've had too much." Yu Tie Nan held onto Ma Xiao Jian's hand, stopping him from drinking further.

  "I'm not drunk, I just need to vent. Why wasn't I born into a good family?" Ma Xiao Jian waved off Yu Tie Nan's hand and continued drinking.

  Watching them couldn't be persuaded anymore, Yu Tie Nan simply stopped persuading them and waited for them to finish drinking before packing everything up and shoving it back into the dormitory.

  "You're graduating too, right? Where are you planning to go?" Yang Zongbao asked.

  "Hmm, isn't it just a provincial mix-up." Yu Tie Nan lit a cigarette and offered one to Yang Zong Bao, but was refused.

  "It's okay for the province." Yang Zongbao also didn't know how to respond.

  "It's okay, but it's unlikely to find a better one. I just feel that the PhD was read in vain. You know the domestic research level is not like that? The equipment and funding are not enough, and it's impossible to produce results. Now I don't want to go back, artificial intelligence can calculate the sorting of insulin." Yu Tiennan originally wanted to focus on operating rights, but as soon as he graduated, he knew that there was too little space for him to exert himself here.

  "If you want to engage in scientific research, you can go abroad for further study. Your family conditions are not bad." Yang Zongbao was referring to his grandfather's golden hen that only laid eggs, and money was indeed not a problem.

  "I don't want to spend my whole life doing that."

  "So you want to get into politics?"

  "It's tough, in our line of work the best we can hope for is to become a Minister of Health or get a title like Academician and live off that, that's about as far as it goes." Yu Tie Nan seems to have his sights set higher.

  "What do you want then?" Yang Zongbao asked.

  "It's nothing, I just think it would be more fun with you around. Don't blame me, but I feel like there might be some shady dealings behind your back that are kind of thrilling..."

  "What are you thinking? This is a TV series shoot!" Yang Zongbao found it funny and secretly hooked up. Fortunately, Yu Tie's imagination was rich enough.

  "Just think about it, after graduation, go to work, what can you do? But Ma Xiaojian's employment seems to be not very good."

  "It's hard to find someone who is neither too proud nor too humble. But isn't this also a valuable experience? Yang Zongbao is not incapable of solving Ma Xiaojian's current problem, it's just that his mind has not settled yet. Helping him now would be premature."

  "Hmm, he's had too much to drink, I'll send him back to the dormitory. The other one is still drinking, can you help me send him down?" Yu Tie Nan didn't waste any words, and carried Ma Xiao Jian who was lying on the table: "By the way, my grandfather said to invite you to eat snake meat." After saying that, he left immediately.

  "Master..." After solving one thing, Zhou Yi started to pick on him: "How could you take Kang Le away? Don't you have one at home already?" Zhou Yi was referring to Mei Wenxin.

  "Are you a man? How annoying. I also gave you the opportunity, but you didn't take it, now you have to call me 'wife'." Kang Le's temper flared up at once.

  "But..." Zhou Yi wanted to argue back.

  "There's no 'but', your master didn't agree, but I've taken a liking to him, it's only a matter of time."

  "Uh..." Zhou Yi retreated.

  "Hmm." Pseudo-girl Zhang Lanfeng made another ambiguous and eerie sound, trying to attract the attention of the still sober comrades present.

  "You dead ghost, hurry up and fart. Stop pretending to be pitiful." Kang Le couldn't stand this kind of thing anymore.

  "I said he's not as gentle as Mei, right? Still provoking others, really shameless."

  Zhang Lanfeng's speech is always filled with a strong feminine tone.

  "Who is Mei Wenxin?" Kang Le asked.

  "He's got a mistress now, and she's being kept by him. You don't know that the Yang Zongbao in front of you is actually a wealthy man."

  "What do you mean?" Yang Zongbao didn't know what Zhou Yi meant by saying this: "If you like Mei Wenxin, go after her yourself. What's going on between me and her that you don't know? You want me to spell it out for you, just so you can feel better."

  "You say it, you make it clear what you mean, you say it." Zhang Lanfeng was stubborn as a dead duck.

  "What's going on with the Mei family, you don't know? The internet is making such a big deal out of it, why didn't you help? Or do you not have the ability to help? Since I helped her resolve the issue, what right do you have to criticize me? Don't say that just because you're childhood friends, you have special privileges - all of that is nonsense. You're not even worthy of being compared to me, so just be humble and don't bark at me like a dog. You coward, if you had the guts, you would have taken down Huang Tianpeng, that beast. He ruined the woman you liked, I saved her, and yet you still dare to speak ill of me? To put it bluntly, you're just a despicable person who bullies the weak and fears the strong. Mei Wenxin not liking you is truly her good fortune for several lifetimes." Yang Zongbao rarely gets this angry, but this time he was really provoked: "And that little Japanese guy, don't think I've forgotten about you - in front of me, you're not even worthy of being a clown."