Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 959: Hunting in the Forest (Part )

Twenty minutes later, Luo Binhan walked into the finance office with a cup of coffee. He looked around and saw that everyone looked listless and no one was in a hurry to finish their work. He immediately realized that these people had to work overtime that night.

"What are we having for dinner tonight?" Luo Binhan asked, "I'll treat you?"

There was a sparse cheer. Two or three old-timers who were still in good spirits came over to flatter him, wanting him to get a table at the ethnic restaurant that had a performance scheduled tonight. Before Luo Binhan could make up his mind, they were all called back by Lingfan to check the list.

"Order takeout." She wore reading glasses and held a stack of pasted orders in her hand. "Going out will delay things."

"The old lady has spoken." Luo Binhan said, and a muffled laugh came from the corner. He threw a link to the self-service ordering in the financial group, and got a few cold looks from the chief accountant, then staggered away. Just after walking a few steps, Xiaorong also came out with her laptop, and trotted into the elevator with him. Luo Binhan asked her what was the matter, and she said with a twinkling look in her eyes that she wanted to show him the minutes of the morning meeting.

"Are you trying to sneak out and laze around?" he asked maliciously.

Xiao Rong just chuckled and said, "There really was a meeting this morning."

“And the auditor?”

"No, it's internal."

"Then just send it to me from your computer." Luo Binhan said, "What are those auditors doing?"

She thought about it. "It's time to draw the voucher."

"Did you see them go to the archives?"

"No, they went to see Sister Ren to get the archive room door card this morning."

They chatted as they entered Luo Binhan's office. When Lu Jin heard him coming, he also entered the office to talk about a few things, signed a few signatures, and then asked him about the arrangements for the dinner party on Friday night. "I'll go," Luo Binhan said, "I don't think Mr. Nan has time. You can ask the finance department if they can send someone."

Lu Jin agreed, but didn't leave immediately. He asked him about his morning condition. "Oh, I wanted to go to the hospital for some checkups to see if there were any problems with the cephalosporin I took last time." Luo Binhan said, "The car in front of me crashed into a pileup, and I'm just arguing with it. Speaking of which, remember to call two more drivers on Friday, as there are many people drinking."

Lu Jin left in a hurry. Xiao Rong sat on the sofa next to him, looking at him suspiciously. "What are you thinking about?" Luo Binhan asked.

Xiao Rong kept shaking her head. Luo Binhan didn't ask any more questions, but handed her several unfinished branch annual plans and asked her to make summaries according to the template format. "You can do it in this room," he said, "lock the office door, sit in my seat, or play by yourself after you're done. If anyone wants to see me, tell him to talk to Lu Jin first."

"Do you want to go out?"

"I'm going to check with the auditor." He glanced at his watch and saw that it was already four o'clock. "If it's time for dinner, you can go down by yourself. You don't need to call me."

He grabbed his computer bag, closed the door and went downstairs again. This time he went straight through the finance department and went to the office where the audit team was stationed to say hello. The partner named Wei who was familiar with Ling Fan was gone. He must have been attending other projects. The four managers were all there, buried in their computers. There were piles of typed documents piled up in front of the table, and several auditors and two junior accountants helped to bind them.

Luo Binhan listened briefly and knew that they were sorting out the copies of sales contracts from the past few years. There was no one in the room he was looking for, but now all four managers saw him, so he had to sit down and say hello again, asking about the progress and ideas. The other three quickly went about their own business, and only the manager named Hu seemed to be waiting for something to be sorted out and was willing to joke with him. Luo Binhan asked him what medicine he usually took, what he should avoid, and how much alcohol he could drink. The other party held his stomach and repeatedly said that he had quit drinking. His complexion was worse than the others, but his tone was quite optimistic.

Luo Binhan was talking to him about the price of imported insulin, but he was thinking that this person might be seriously ill. What good would happen to someone who was touched by Zhou Wenxing? Xiaochu just said a few words to that thing on the side of the road, but this person was Zhou Wenxing's team leader. He himself was ill, and Zhou Wenxing was the only one under him. It was said that the others had asked for leave. What kind of leave did they ask for? He asked the other party casually.

Manager Hu smiled awkwardly. "One is sick and needs surgery. The other has some family matters and will come in two weeks."

"Okay, we can go out and play when they get here." Luo Binhan said, "Where are the other three teachers? In the voucher room? Let me take a look. Our archives room hasn't been tidied for a while, so it's hard to find things."

He stood up and left. The archive room was at the end of the corridor. In the early years, it was originally six medium-sized conference rooms. For convenience, they were connected in twos. Two of them were used to store the account books and documents of the head office and some branches in the early years. The finance and administration staff always seemed to have endless paper documents to store. They had to change from the original two-meter-high regular document cabinets to large iron bookcases that stood from floor to ceiling. If they wanted to find something three years ago, they had to move a ladder. Later, old documents from branches in other cities were also stored here, and things became even more troublesome. They took great pains to dismantle those high-speed iron cabinets that could crush people to death, laid steel rails on the floor, and replaced them with so-called "dense cabinets." Now there is no aisle between the cabinets. They are all close together on the tracks. If you want to find something inside, you have to use a rocker to turn the cabinets off the tracks one by one.

This might have been fun for a teenager, but unfortunately, Luo Binhan had already graduated from college. He only took the business department to look for something there once, and he knew that he would never like to shake those damn cabinets again, not to mention that he often found the wrong place after shaking them open. Those financial departments would adjust the original document positions every one or two years instead of directly filling in the empty space. God knows what they are trying to do.

…But now he felt much happier. With the blessing of being a second-generation rich man, he would bring the punishment of shaking the cabinet every day to his enemies. There was only one old problem that made him dissatisfied - each file room had only two surveillance cameras, facing the front door and the back door respectively. These people seemed to think that as long as there were door cards that recorded the entry and exit, and there were two surveillance cameras to prove who had the door cards, this confusing file classification hell would be safe. Or else they did it on purpose, and the finance department just didn't want people to know who was moving those vouchers with almost torn ropes. If it wasn't for reason that told him that the thing didn't really come to work, Luo Binhan really wanted to move it himself, insert all the files of the branch company into the head office, and mix the files of the first half of each year into the next year, to see how the thing dared to come to him to pretend to be a social animal.

He did not rush into the voucher room, but turned into the adjacent restroom and typed to ask Li Li about the situation of the cameras in the archive room. Li Li told him that there were two people in the first room and Zhou Wenxing in the second room.

He's alone? he typed.

Li Li answered him yes. Then another line of words popped up: It is not recommended that you meet him alone.

Robin Han smiled warmly at the camera. So, he typed, don't you have any secrets to tell me?

No new messages came in. For a few seconds he considered leaving his phone in the toilet stall and going into the voucher room alone, but he fought the urge to get angry—this was really not the time to start a fight—and tucked his phone in the outermost part of his laptop bag, leaving the camera exposed.

He walked out of the bathroom and walked along the corridor towards the second voucher room. The air around him became quieter and quieter, and the flying dust became stagnant and slow to move. But the sounds outside the corridor did not stop. The car horns from the road, the creaking of the sliding iron gates, and the birds returning to their nests at dusk, all these noises were gradually left behind by his footsteps. The front door of the voucher room was close at hand, and it was blocked by a small wooden box on the floor, which did not automatically rebound and lock. A ray of orange light appeared from behind the half-open door - the eternal day was about to disappear, and he would soon walk into the night.

As he pushed the door open, he lowered his head and took a closer look at the simple door blocker. He also smelled a slightly bitter aroma in the air. He kicked it into the door with his toes, allowing the door to close smoothly behind him. The automatic lock clicked, silencing all the noise outside. He leaned over to pick up the small door blocker and slowly opened it. No fuse was triggered, and nothing popped out. It was almost empty inside, with only a few pale yellow crumbs left. He sniffed again, and it was exactly the smell he imagined.

"Strange," he said, playing with the box in his hand. "I thought only bowed instruments could use rosin. What are you applying this to? Guitar strings?"

He looked up at the person who had left the door open for him. The door faced a narrow corridor in the middle of two rows of compact cabinets, and at the end of the corridor was a window. Outside the window, clouds gathered like burning clouds under the setting sun. The thing was sitting on the windowsill, with an open book between its legs. The pages of the book were particularly eye-catching in the sunset, as if they were glowing themselves. Luo Binhan couldn't help but take a closer look to make sure that it was not an account book or receipt. It was indeed not, it looked more like an ordinary commercial book, and the paper quality was particularly poor, so thin that it was transparent when it was turned.

You really haven't been working properly. He wanted to say this, but found that he was not in the mood. He had pretended enough in the past day and night. With such a difficult partner like Li Li, he was a little tired of playing tricks.

"Not for musical instruments."

"Ah," said Robinson. "I thought it was for your teeth polish."

The guest on the windowsill smiled slightly. The cabinets on both sides of him were all put together, forming two metal walls without gaps, leading directly to where Luo Binhan was standing. This terrain was very conducive to the attack of wild beasts, but it was not a disadvantage for an archer. When Luo Binhan looked at the distance between them, Zhou Wenxing said, "That is the elixir of immortality."

"What?" "It's a story from your place. It is said that a leper was abandoned in a cave by his relatives. When he was crying and mourning, an immortal passed by outside the mountain and gave him a bag of pine resin. After a hundred days, his disease was cured. When he returned home, people thought he was a ghost. From then on, he continued to take pine resin. He could see two girls playing on his face and hear the sound of harps and zithers playing around him. When he was three hundred years old, he still had the complexion of a child. Finally, he entered the mountains and became an earthly immortal."

"That's really interesting." Robin Han said, "Can I have the same effect if I eat it?"

"All those who followed his example later on all failed because they gave up after taking the medicine after a month because they felt there was no effect."

"This is what a smart person is like," said Luo Binhan, throwing the box to the corner. He saw a chair by the wall, so he walked over and dragged it over to sit on it.

"People here think everything is a panacea." He pulled the chair to the middle of the corridor near the door, measured the distance, and took two steps towards the door. "Mercury sulfide can ward off evil spirits, arsenic sulfide can detoxify, and wolf saliva can save children from unfortunate families... How did that man die? Of course he died from eating too much grain. If it weren't for the things growing in the fields, we would have been the overlords of the universe long ago! Don't you think so? Shouldn't the world revolve around us?"

Zhou Wenxing listened quietly and watched him sit in the chair. "I just thought of something last night," Luo Binhan put his computer bag at the foot of the chair, "I mean, you stayed with us for a while last time, right? It wasn't just a day or two, what did you do at that time?"

"Are you asking me? Or are you asking 0206?"

"Tell me what you want." Luo Binhan rubbed his thumb and index finger in front of his eyes. "Do you hang out together all day? I don't think so. I heard that 0206 is very difficult to get along with. His former colleagues would rather see the prison boss than him."

"Did Xuanhong Jade tell you?"

"Even if that's the case - speaking of this, I actually don't understand why you keep using that nickname? You should know his real name, right?"

"Do you think 'Jing Huang' is his real name?"

Robinson leaned back. "I'm not surprised," he said. "I knew that boy was dishonest. But, hey, I thought you might have something to tell me. Sometimes you have to listen to both sides, right?"

He kicked the computer bag lightly with his heel. Zhou Wenxing seemed not to notice his action, but slowly closed the book on his lap.

"In the place where the Black Rainbow Jade came from, because description itself has power, the complexity of its form is far greater than your language. Even if you exhaust your entire history, only a small part of the rhymes and symbols they use can be completely found with corresponding forms and meanings. So, rather than saying that 'Jing Huang' is his real name, it is better to say that it is just the most similar translation that can be found in your language."

"That's quite clear. What about you? Is your name considered a translation?"

"Does it make any difference to you?"

"I think I can understand you better." Luo Binhan opened his arms. "You and Wuyuanren, you have come all the way to our small place. What kind of spirit do you have? I know why Jing Huang came here - he came to chase 0206. But where is 0206?"

"Well, the Xuanhong Jade still hasn't told you?"

Luo Binhan shook his head. He didn't intend to let Zhou Wenxing know about Cai Ji's existence, at least not from him. "That guy gave me a hard-to-believe story," he said. "He said 0206 was looking for an elixir of life, but not the kind that can be taken by one person - as if there is such a medicine that can make everyone immortal. It sounds ridiculous to me, as if that guy is determined to save all living beings."

"Do you think you have to be kind to want to do something like this?"

"Ah, then give me a reason."

“There’s no particular reason, I just wanted to give it a try.”

Luo Binhan couldn't help laughing. He laughed so hard that he clapped his hands on the armrests twice. "Actually, I believe it," he said, "I know you're not lying. When I was in college, I played games all night long and almost vomited. Only after I turned off the computer and lay down would I ask myself why. Why did I waste this time? I made myself exhausted and sweaty, just to get a meaningless achievement for completing the game. Why do I have to think of a route to save all the NPCs? I don't have any real feelings for them. It's just a pile of data! But when I'm addicted to the game, I don't think about this at all, just because I know I can definitely do it. This game was designed so that I can do it. I can become a hero or a saint just by moving my fingers, and my character is the center of the universe. This is why I am willing to pay the producer... But, you see, there is only one thing I can't figure out."

"Please say."

"I don't see the connection." Luo Binhan said, "Hey, they are people with great ambitions and great achievements, so they must have their reasons. And I know, I have played the most disgusting role-playing games, and the tasks are always linked together. In order to get a key prop, you have to run errands for hundreds of insignificant passers-by. You will definitely forget what the original purpose is in the middle. But how did a small place like ours, a humble primitive village like ours, enter this chain of tasks? What materials are you trying to get in this shabby place of mine? Don't say it was just an accident, my buddy has lost his life here."

Zhou Wenxing turned his head. Because of the backlight, Luo Binhan could hardly see the expression of this stranger, but he noticed that his eyes were glowing faintly. This was not the first time, and Asabamu seemed to have no similar phenomenon.

"What are you looking for? All you can find on your land is a rope. If you climb down along this rope, you will find the medicine for the elixir of life."

"Where are we going to climb along the rope?" Luo Binhan said, "Let me guess - Mengdu? Is that what you call that place?"

"Didn't Xuan Hong call that place 'Rain City'?"

"I don't like calling it that anyway. It's so boring. Isn't there somewhere else in the world where it rains more?"

"You can call it Dream City or Rain City, whatever you want. That place has different appearances in different periods and will be renamed. In the end, it all depends on the owner's wishes."

"Love is what it is," said Luo Binhan, "but I still can't see what the other has to do with the elixir of immortality."

"Do you know about the wishing machine?"

Luo Binhan didn't answer, but just smiled at him and made a sign with his hands.

"Never thought of making a wish?"

"No chance to try." Luo Binhan said, "Next time I will try to change your race."

"Can you make the wishing machine recognize me?"

"Oh, that brings me back to the point where I don't know your real name. And I've heard that machines like to exploit language loopholes."

"So, do you know how it would execute a wish if you sent a command to the wishing machine like asking for the elixir of life... for example, asking for everyone to obtain the greatest possible happiness in the world?"

(End of this chapter)