BSI Chapter 2461 - 1554: That’s Reasonable
Chapter 2461 - 1554: That’s Reasonable
"Thank you for your hard work."
Qing Gege wasn’t on paid leave; she also needed to work, for instance, handling things like the establishment of a special education fund at her alma mater when someone had a sudden whim.
"Where are you going? I’ll drive you."
In terms of mentality, Jiang Chen’s current composure can largely be attributed to Fang Qing.
Influenced by what he sees and hears.
Having watched Qing Mei, the "two-faced" person, since he was young, he couldn’t avoid learning passively.
A master is always a master.
Boss Jiang might appear calm and unfathomable in front of others, but beside Fang Qing, he seemed insignificant.
Like now.
The sweat on his forehead hadn’t completely disappeared, yet the other party was already unfazed.
"No need, I’ll walk a bit and get some exercise."
His mind was filled with thoughts of "children," and at times like this, Jiang Chen felt the need to be alone to calm down, so he declined Qing Mei’s kind offer.
People truly are incredible creatures.
Even though the brain is on their necks, they can’t control what it thinks about.
Someone kept reminding himself to forget the "conversation" between Fat sister’s husband and Qing Mei earlier, but the more he repressed it, the more it bounced back. His mind had completely lost control, like a computer infected with a virus, even involuntarily calculating whether the offspring produced if the two were to combine would be male or female.
"Alright."
Fang Qing didn’t insist, she shut the car door and got in.
Jiang Chen stood by, watching the Maserati backing onto the shoulder of the road and driving away along the cobblestone road.
How can one be so unrestrained?
As for someone, the thing on his neck had already deduced the result.
Hmm.
It’s also 99%.
99% should be a girl.
Don’t ask why.
He didn’t know why either.
This is the result the brain gave him.
But a girl isn’t bad either.
He doesn’t hold the feudal notion of favoring sons over daughters.
Others might be unwilling to have daughters, largely out of worry that their daughters might end up with scumbags and get bullied.
But this concern is non-existent for him.
Who is Qing Gege?
With such a mother, the daughter would only be the one bullying the men.
Dammit!
Jiang Chen’s eyelids twitched; he couldn’t help but tap his head.
Stop overthinking!
The Maserati had already left the ancient-styled long street, Jiang Chen turned around and walked in the opposite direction. He followed a whim and strolled to a bus stop, nestled amid a few elderly folks, and boarded the long-missed route 2 bus.
During his three years at Sha City High School, he mostly rode his bicycle for the first two years. Once in his third year, he switched to taking the bus, specifically this route 2 bus that covers major spots inside and outside the city.
The most convenient and cheapest way to understand a city is by leisurely taking the bus. Despite the fast-paced advances of high-speed rail, light rail, and various modern public transportation that could outpace buses, buses have never been discontinued.
Sometimes people.
Need to slow down.
It’s only through the bus windows that a city’s face can be vividly and fully presented, rather than a fleeting blur of light.
An old pastime for many elders involves spending two-plus hours and a dollar commuting from the start to the end of the route. Oh, now buses come with air conditioning, and the fare has increased to two dollars.
Back then, buses were cramped and required queuing, but now it’s much more comfortable. Once Boss Jiang boarded, there were seats everywhere, unlike before when seats had to be fought over.
Alright.
Not too shaky now either.
Switching to new energy has greatly reduced noise; unlike before, every stop and start would cause the doors and engine to creak loudly.
Over seven or eight stops, someone quietly gazed out the window, finally escaping the whirlpool of thoughts about "children."
"New Heaven and Earth Station approaching. Passengers alighting, please wait at the door."
The route 2 bus stopped.
Jiang Chen stepped off the bus, the door closed without sentiment or farewell, and route 2 took its remaining passengers onward to the next stop, repeating its journey day after day, year after year.
The big screen played commercial ads, with theaters, bars, KTV—all well-equipped—silently narrating the sweeping changes of time.
About ten years ago, it was still a desolate rural area, half-height weeds everywhere.
Emperor.
The name might exude nouveau riche vulgarity, but undeniably, it emanates class.
The location is easy to find, right under the cinema, with a department store on the second floor and a children’s plaza next to it.
Perhaps this is the legendary hiding in plain sight?
Jiang Chen roamed for two or three minutes and easily found the spot, but it was only upon entering the elevator that he discovered its subtlety.
The supermarket on the second floor and the cinema on the fourth had accessible buttons, yet the third floor required a card swipe to reach.
Interesting.
Having no other choice, Jiang Chen flexed his mental muscles; when there’s a will, there’s a way. An idea struck him, and he exited the elevator to use the emergency stairs, successfully reaching the third floor.
"Creak."
As he pushed open the door, a rich fragrance hit him—a signature scent, similar to how hotels always have a distinctive smell.
Entering from the emergency passage, apart from police officers, he was likely the first.
It was a little past ten in the morning, the shops in the commercial district weren’t open yet, particularly places that operated only at night. A good-looking guy preparing cleaning tasks at the entrance paused upon seeing someone swagger in, then promptly approached.
"Sorry, we’re not open yet."
Of course, he knew it wasn’t open.
If it were open, he wouldn’t be here.
Jiang Chen replied, "I’m looking for your President Fu."