Before the Spring Festival has passed, and most of the colleagues who are still in the mission have returned to the place they need to explore after finishing the New Year’s Eve dinner.

In the new year, new projects have begun to operate again. The little prince and the two are frequently called to meet and have meetings. When I passed by the door of the conference room, I vaguely heard the boss's sobs.

Looking back on her unusual look on New Year's Eve, I know that she is not only sad about the seniors who sacrificed for Jinye, but also something else, which is so sad that she can't even maintain her majestic image.

Although I was so curious that I was trying my best to abide by the rules and never eavesdrop on any content about the meeting. Because among the many rules and regulations of Jinye, one of them reads: After the intern's inspection period is over, you need to get the handwritten signature of the shopkeeper before you can become a regular employee.

So I'm not qualified to attend the conference.

From the day I joined Jinye, the four words "Big Shopkeeper" were hung directly above the inn like a plaque. I knew that he was the highest-ranking owner here, the husband of the super-important boss, and the only leader of all men, women, young and old in the teahouse. I knew that one day, I could see the boss who was the dragon who was not in sight. Under his witness, I could write my name into the list where Master Dong is in the roster. But after so long, the boss seemed to be busy with other work outside, and I had never seen him yet.

"Hey, that Liu Yi, the boss lady is asking you to come in for a meeting!"

I had already walked out the aisle for about ten steps. Behind me, I heard the teahouse guy lifting the curtain and poking his head out to wave to me.

"What? I asked me to have a meeting, but I haven't waited for the boss's return!"

"Oh, come in first, you're now reincarnated!"

I scratched my head and stepped into the mysterious conference room for no reason: "Is the shopkeeper back?"

"Not yet, and...he may not be able to come back, so we need you now."

The proprietress sat on a big chair in the middle of the conference table, and her voice was very soft.

I widened my eyes and saw the big fireplace that was swallowing some information in the side wall, and I didn't understand the boss's wife's words.

"What does it mean to not come back?"

The little prince stood up and pulled a chair and signaled me to sit down first. Master Dong handed the boss a tissue. She then pressed it on the corner of her eyes and nodded to the teahouse staff.

I was confused and saw that the lights in the room were all gone. With a beep, the boss's wife pressed the remote control, and a man's face appeared on the projection screen on the wall.

Although I have never seen it before, I can tell who it is at a glance. He looks so made of heaven and earth with the women around me.

He was wearing a long navy blue jacket that matched the boss's wife, and his short hair looked very energetic and capable. He looked in his early thirties. I didn't expect that Jinye, the leader of an organization, was such a young talent. He sorted out the collar in front of the camera, his fingers were very beautiful, and then he clasped his fists and gave a very simple gift.

"Old woman, the big cotton jacket you brought for me is so heavy. It's so tiring that I'm tired all the way... But thinking about the climate on the mountain, it seems that two cotton jackets are not enough, but they are all your heart. Thinking about it this way, it's warm all over, hahaha, it's really stingy..."

The husband in the video sniffed embarrassedly. He turned to look at what was behind, and his expression returned to a hint of solemnity:

"It's too late. I'll leave after a few words. I'm going to leave. I don't know if I can come back. You and I know what this means, but I still have to go. Who's life is not life in Jinye?"

He bent down and carried a bag on the ground, carried a heavy-looking wooden box to his shoulder, and smiled at the camera: "Old woman, it may have been a long time since you saw this video. If I am gone then, don't cry. If you want to cry, just hide in the room and shed tears by yourself. If I am not here in the future, Jinye will still rely on you to support me. I know this is very embarrassing to you, but still... Haha, don't say much that you are sensible, give me more face. Those little bastards and immortals don't obey, then beat me hard! I'm leaving, old woman, that..."

The shopkeeper in the camera had reached his hand to the button to end the recording. He hesitated for a while, as if he was reluctant to press the button, and then laughed "puffed" and said hurriedly:

"That...is...uh, I love you."

The screen flashed, and the shopkeeper seemed to be so shy that he would wait for a second. I heard the whistle of the departure and the whistling wind. He pressed the end button and the light on the screen went out.

"I love you." I didn't feel numb from the three words spoken by the shopkeeper. I think the sweetness revealed more heavyness. In Jinye, there is only one couple like them, but they still have to bear immeasurable separation of life and death. No, the existence of this couple has to bear more pressure than other singles of us. Jinye's curse has been there from the beginning. Isn't the main reason that our mortality rate is too high?

The quality of this video is very low, so I can only roughly remember his appearance. Unexpectedly, the situation where I longed for a long time was actually in the conference room, and in a video.

Since I made an exception and called me to a meeting, I had this farewell video again. Looking at the boss's expression and the frowning of Master Dong and the little prince, I realized that something had happened to our boss.

"Where is he?"

"Kunlun Mountain."

"When did this happen?"

“2008.”

I was stunned. At that time, I had just met Master Dong and the others. It turned out that Jinye had been supported by the boss's wife alone in the past few years.

At this moment, she had no strong aura of trying to make people kneel down. She bent her back, leaned on the backrest with her eyes falling, and turned her head towards me:

"You should know the reason why I helped you get a regular on your own. He never came back after leaving this video."

"Thank you, the boss...but, is he stuck in another place because of something, or..."

"It's gone, life and death are uncertain."

My heart sank. This was really unbearable for a wife, not to mention that the shopkeeper left such a big night.

But I won’t comfort people. A woman like the boss must see much more clearly than us. It would be unnecessary for me to say some comfort.

She noticed my intention, smiled, rubbed her eyes and stood up, walked to me, and then unexpectedly hugged me!

I still remember when I first met her, I was so amazed by her aura that I couldn't even stand firmly. At this moment, my head was resting on her soft chest. I smelled the fragrance of women on her body from arrogance to gentleness. She seemed very tired and said softly:

"Please."

I was flattered and nodded repeatedly. No matter what she wanted to ask me, I would be willing to do anything!

"Boss, is there only one file bag in total that Song Da sent the materials they sent?" Master Dong lowered his head and smoked. The beard on his face had not been cleaned up for a while, and he looked very haggard.

"Well, all I can tell you is those. Lao Jiu has been to the hospital three times and still hasn't woken up." The boss said, looking at me in his arms again with his dark eyes and red eyes, "The new girl may be going to die like this in my decision."

I quickly shook my head again, and I wanted to say that I am not afraid of death now. I guess the boss's wife said she needed me to ask me to ask me to do so, and I wanted our team to implement the whereabouts of the shopkeeper.

At least, you have to see people in your life, and you have to see corpses even when you die!

But listening to Mr. Dong’s conversation with her, it was obvious that a vanguard army had already searched for it once before, but unfortunately the gains were not great.

The little prince was writing and drawing on the table. I leaned over and glanced at him and saw him writing a report on our previous trip to the South China Sea. He was spread out on the table with a large amount of information mixed with a map of the mountainous areas in western China with a red pen. In the half-open file box on the other side, several photos of Lin Zheyu and resume were scattered.

I was about to stand up and help clean up, but I was thinking that all the information from different periods was spread out here, wouldn’t it be like a mingling together?

When he turned his head, there was a hand-painted picture in the file bag of "Song Dana" held by Master Dong, which was a pattern with triangles embedded in the circle that we are very familiar with.

I suddenly stopped tidying up, and the pictures in my mind were quickly worn into a string:

The Western countries on the world map of the Red Gold Tower, the portrait of the "mother" in the boats in the South China Sea, the note of paper mixed in Grandpa Yuling's pen, and the vivid gold foil scroll in the North Pole!

I immediately understood that the boss lady chose us for her reason: "Yellow Que and the others... also the Gaoping Institute, the place where the shopkeeper went, and Liu... the woman Liu Wanting, where they were, was actually the Kunlun Mountains controlled by the female Eastern Prince in the west?!"

The little prince put down his pen and nodded.
Chapter completed!