Comprehension against the sky, creating the Five Thunders in the real world

Upon hearing this, the boss immediately glared at him and said fiercely, "What do you mean by that? What's wrong with me being the boss? Isn't it good that I'm the boss? Haven't I served you well enough?"

"Good?" Chen Jiale looked like he'd heard a joke. "That's just your own opinion, isn't it? Not listening to our explanation is your way of being kind? Judging us based on your own assumptions is also your way of being kind?"

He left his boss speechless, only able to stare blankly.

Chen Jiale glanced at him and said with utter disdain, "I thought you were a nice person before, but I was wrong about you."

"Hey, what's wrong with you, young man? Can't I even say a few words? And you're resorting to personal attacks?" The boss was so angry that his face turned red and he started arguing with Chen Jiale.

Lin Beichen, who was standing to the side, was so annoyed by their noise that he slammed the bowl down hard, making a loud noise.

The two of them turned to look at him, only to see Lin Beichen with a sullen face, saying in a low voice, "I'm done eating. You can argue all you want."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiale immediately wilted and stopped arguing with the boss.

Instead, they sat down obediently and continued eating.

Seeing that he had the upper hand, the boss became as proud as a victorious rooster and arrogantly said, "Why didn't you just admit your mistake earlier? You wasted so much breath."

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and even the surrounding air seemed to freeze, making it somewhat suffocating.

The boss also felt bored staying there, so after Xu Wei and Chen Jiale finished eating, he cleared away the dishes and left.

After he left, Lin Beichen led Xu Wei and Chen Jiale back to their room.

The three of them looked worried and as if someone owed them millions.

Xu Wei was rebuffed by his boss, and he's still feeling uneasy about it.

Chen Jiale had already put the matter from his mind and was now worried about Hao Jianhua.

"Instructor, what should we do next?" Chen Jiale asked worriedly.

Judging from his furrowed brows, he'd probably collapse if he couldn't find Hao Jianhua soon.

Upon hearing his question, both of them sighed silently.

What to do? They also wanted to know what to do next. Now that the other party wasn't calling, they could only wait helplessly.

Lin Beichen remained silent, Xu Wei pretended to be mute as well, and Chen Jiale was even more frustrated: "We need to discuss how to deal with what might happen next. For example, what should we do if they call? Can we find Hao Jianhua here?"

These questions obviously had no answers, Lin Beichen cleared his throat.

The two immediately pinned their hopes on him, thinking he could provide the most reasonable arrangement.

To everyone's surprise, Lin Beichen simply looked at them calmly and said indifferently, "We'll deal with whatever comes our way. Let's wait until they make contact."

Upon hearing this, the two of them immediately deflated like punctured balloons, hanging their heads dejectedly.

Their disappointment is now matched by their earlier anticipation.

What Chen Jiale didn't expect was that even the usually omnipotent Lin Beichen seemed helpless about this matter.

Before he could even sigh, Lin Beichen spoke again: "However, there is indeed an important matter to be done next."

"What is it?" Xu Wei and Chen Jiale asked in unison.

Lin Beichen slowly shifted his gaze to Chen Jiale: "Buy him a cell phone."

Chen Jiale's eyes widened as if he had heard some earth-shattering news, and he pointed to himself.

As if afraid he had misheard, he asked again to confirm, "Instructor, you just said...you're going to buy me a cell phone? Are you sure it's me?"

Lin Beichen nodded and walked out, leaving behind the words, "If you're not going, then forget it."

But how could Carlos Chan let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

Upon hearing this, he immediately jumped out of bed and stuck to Lin Beichen's back like a leech, impossible to shake off.

Seeing his fawning expression, Xu Wei behind him curled his lip in disdain.

The three of them bought a mobile phone at a mobile phone store near the guesthouse.

Chen Jiale looked at his new phone from every angle, almost staring at it so intently it made a flower bloom.

He would occasionally utter exclamations of admiration, as if he were holding not an ordinary mobile phone, but a priceless and rare treasure.

Xu Wei couldn't stand his naive and unsophisticated attitude any longer and couldn't help but mock him, "Jiale, how long has it been since you've touched a phone? Is it really necessary to act like this?"

Upon hearing this, the other person immediately covered their precious phone, glared at Xu Wei, and retorted defiantly, "What do you know? This was bought for me by the instructor, of course I have to cherish it!"

He emphasized the word "cherish" with particular emphasis, as if he were saying it specifically to Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen, who was walking ahead, paused noticeably upon hearing this, but then continued walking as if nothing had happened.

He felt a chill run down his spine and even regretted buying him the phone.

But what he regretted even more was yet to come.

Chen Jiale boldly rushed up to Lin Beichen and blocked his way.

Lin Beichen, with his hands behind his back, subconsciously stopped and frowned, seemingly quite displeased with his abrupt action.

But Chen Jiale, who was only focused on his excitement, couldn't care less about any of that.

He actually opened his arms, about to give Lin Beichen a big hug.

The two stood in the middle of the road, and passersby stared at them with strange looks.

Lin Beichen felt that he had never been so humiliated in his life.

If he could, he really wanted to take action.

Just as Chen Jiale leaned in to hug him, Lin Beichen nimbly dodged to the side.

However, Chen Jiale didn't mind at all. Instead, he said with a face full of gratitude, "Instructor, thank you so much! I really don't know how to repay you. How about... I give you a kiss?"

After saying that, Chen Jiale pouted and moved closer to Lin Beichen's face.

Seeing his behavior, Lin Beichen shuddered with disgust and, in a moment of desperation, kicked him away.

Chen Jiale stumbled from the kick, but he just brushed the dust off his clothes and didn't seem to care.

Instead, he grinned and said, "Instructor, you can kick me a few more times if you're happy!"

Xu Wei, who was standing nearby, got goosebumps. He leaned closer to Lin Beichen and whispered, "Instructor, can I gag him?"

Lin Beichen nodded in deep agreement.

But Chen Jiale continued to express his loyalty: "Instructor, I am truly grateful to you! Don't worry, I will remember this kindness and repay you in the future!"

"Hehe, no need for repayment, you should hurry back," Lin Beichen said.

He quickly ended the conversation he didn't want to continue and hurried towards the guesthouse. The three of them, exhausted from a long day, had no energy left to do anything more. After a quick wash, they went straight to sleep.

As night deepened, even the bright moonlight outside the window gradually dimmed.

While everyone was fast asleep, a strange smell of smoke drifted quietly into Lin Beichen's room on the night breeze.

Lin Beichen, who is always alert to sleep, smelled the odor mixed with burning fabric and plastic.
He immediately sensed something was wrong and abruptly opened his eyes.

Everything was pitch black. He quickly looked around to see if anything was burned.

Until he caught a glimpse of the flickering firelight on the window...

He then realized with a start—there was a fire!

Lin Beichen didn't even bother to put on clothes; he just grabbed a coat and rushed out.

The fire in the living room has started. Although it is not large, the consequences could be disastrous if it is not brought under control in time.

Lin Beichen looked around but couldn't find any fire extinguishing tools. Then he remembered that he was still holding the jacket he wasn't wearing. He immediately swung the jacket around and started swatting at the flames.

Lin Beichen repeated this simple action countless times before finally extinguishing the flames.

The commotion also woke up Xu Wei and Chen Jiale. The two groggily came to Lin Beichen's side and were so shocked when they saw the living room that had been burned beyond recognition that their jaws almost dropped.

Before they could even ask a question, they spotted the boss lying in the living room, clutching a bottle of wine, his brow furrowed.

The boss was muttering something under his breath.

Then, in his other hand, he was holding a lighter.

Lin Beichen seemed to understand how the fire started, but he still couldn't figure it out:
Why would this shop owner set fire to his own store? Is he on the same side as those people?

Unable to understand, Lin Beichen squatted down and shook his boss's arm.

The other person shoved him away, muttering in pain, "Don't touch me... just let me lie here..."

These were clearly drunken words, and Lin Beichen nudged him again.

The boss slowly opened his eyes, and instinctively raised his hand to shield them from the bright light.

He looked around in a daze, and when he saw the pile of charred remains next to him, his drunkenness vanished instantly.

He sat up abruptly, looked at Lin Beichen, then at the pile of scorch marks, and asked in confusion, "Did you do this?"

"How could it be me? I'd like to ask you what happened!" Lin Beichen said helplessly.

He now realized that the boss was really good at playing the victim; he was the one who tried to put out the fire, but instead he became the arson suspect.

"Me?" The boss pointed to his nose, thinking hard for a long time.

He nodded weakly and admitted, "It's my fault... I started the fire."

Upon hearing this, Lin Beichen's anger flared even more. He stood up abruptly and gritted his teeth, saying, "What exactly do you mean?"

Chen Jiale, who was standing to the side, said angrily, "If we hadn't discovered it in time today, do you know what the consequences would have been?"

The boss remained silent, but Chen Jiale angrily said, "If you want to die, don't drag us down with you!"

He thought the boss would be scared or try to explain himself when he saw Lin Beichen like this, but the other man just shook his head helplessly and said, "I don't want to kill you... I just want to die."

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Beichen suppressed his anger and asked patiently.

He felt that someone as optimistic as the boss wouldn't do something so foolish. Could it be that something happened to the boss while they were out?
Lin Beichen guessed that the boss was probably facing something as serious as bankruptcy or being swindled out of a huge sum of money.

The boss, however, looked serious and heartbroken as he said, "It's nothing... I just broke up with my boyfriend, nobody loves me anymore."

Upon hearing this, the three people present were completely speechless.

The hall was chilly, and Xu Wei unconsciously rubbed his arms.

Looking at the boss, who was slumped on the ground like a scoundrel, his eyes were unfocused and staring blankly ahead, like a soulless shell.

Xu Wei was indeed worried about his condition, but didn't know how to ask. He slowly moved to Chen Jiale's side, nudged him with his elbow, and then winked at the boss.

He then leaned close to Chen Jiale's ear and asked cautiously in a low voice, "What do you think is wrong with him? Is he planning to do something stupid again?"

Chen Jiale looked at Xu Wei with a blank expression and shook his head honestly.

"Boss, aren't you going to take a break?" A slightly indifferent voice sounded behind them.

Xu Wei and Chen Jiale turned around at the same time to look at Lin Beichen, whose face was so dark it was almost dripping with water.

The two turned their heads back silently in perfect unison—Lin Beichen never "disappointed" at times like this.

The boss, still deeply grieving, slowly came to his senses and saw Lin Beichen's cold face.

His grief suddenly surged forth like a burst dam, his voice choked with sobs: "You all go to sleep, don't worry about me, let me be alone."

Lin Beichen was speechless, and felt an urge to drag him out.

He had always disliked these kinds of romantic entanglements, and he couldn't stand a grown man crying over such a trivial matter; crying was one thing, but to even threaten suicide was another.

Lin Beichen really looked down on men like his boss. Since the boss was going to sit there, he might as well keep him company.

Since he couldn't sleep anyway, he might as well enjoy the night view—but just as he thought that, a gust of cold wind blew in, giving Lin Beichen goosebumps.

He glanced at his boss sitting on the ground again, but ultimately gave up the idea of ​​trying to persuade him.

This led to a rather comical scene:
The three men stood in a circle, the owner clutching a bottle of liquor in his left hand, sitting among them with a sorrowful expression. The scene, in the dead of night, carried a somewhat eerie air.

"I already told you I don't need you to accompany me, I can manage on my own... I've already lost her, what else can't I bear?" the boss said mournfully.

The more he thought about it, the more upset he became. He had only been silently shedding tears before, but now he was sobbing softly.

Looking at him like this, it is indeed heartbreaking, but more than that, it leaves one speechless.

Chen Jiale softened his heart and forgot about their earlier argument, so he walked over and squatted down in front of him.

He patted his boss on the shoulder with the air of someone who'd been there before: "It's just a breakup, is it really necessary to make such a big fuss?"

"What do you mean? What do you mean by a big show? Haven't I suffered enough from my breakup?" the boss retorted excitedly.

He glared at Chen Jiale resentfully, wiped away non-existent tears from the corner of his eye, and continued, "Besides, what do you know? Do you know what we've been through? Do you understand how much I've sacrificed for her?"

"This..." Chen Jiale was speechless for a moment.

He genuinely didn't know what their past was like. Someone like him, spending all his time at the base, let alone having a girlfriend, even seeing a woman was a luxury; how could he possibly have the chance to experience the bitterness of love?
However, seeing his boss's life-or-death state, Carlos Chan became somewhat wary of dating.

The boss's eyes seemed to be blaming Chen Jiale for meddling in other people's business and for not getting to the point.

The other person pursed their lips, utterly at a loss for words. (End of Chapter)