I've already become an immortal lord, and only now is the spiritual energy reviving?

Chapter 30 Equal Distribution of Rain and Dew

"Soaring straight up ninety thousand miles?"

This纨绔少爷 is "鹏", and the "风" that sent him to the clouds, apart from his sister Lu Zhaolin who has extraordinary abilities, who else could it be?

When one person attains the Tao, the chicken and the dog ascend to heaven.

By merely relying on a few vestiges of his bloodline, Lu Zhaoheng was able to run rampant in Shanghai, a city where land was incredibly valuable and people were shrewd and capable.

As the "hot spot" himself, how strong must Lu Zhaolin's destiny be?

Is it auspicious purple clouds coming from the east? Or is it a prophetic saying that has come true?

The moment the thought arose, Qingyuan felt as if someone had tickled his heart, leaving him with an unbearable tingling sensation.

If we were to use the "Qi Observation Technique" on Lu Zhaolin, we might be able to see through the barrier and discover what kind of deity this "extraordinary person" really is.

But then he remembered the scene from his first interview.

Forget it.

Reality is not a game; there's no such thing as reloading a save file and starting over.

If out of momentary curiosity, one is targeted by some protective magic weapon or some kind of mystical intuition on Lu Zhaolin's body, causing a misunderstanding.

Not only will they have to smash the golden rice bowl they just got their hands on, but they may even cause unforeseen trouble.

Take it easy.

Curiosity may have killed the cat, but it might have killed our ancestors.

"hiss--"

An exaggerated gasp came from behind me.

Qingyuan turned around.

"Xiao Qing, you've been keeping it well hidden."

Liu Cheng's tone was strange:

"I was too blind before, I didn't realize you had such a solid foundation."

"Who says otherwise!"

Lin Can leaned closer, her gossipy nature barely concealed by her foundation.

"That's Lu Zhaoheng! The notorious troublemaker. The way he ran away just now looked like he'd run into a vengeful ghost."

She lowered her voice and winked:

"Tell me honestly, are you a princeling from the Beijing elite circle or some mysterious family, sent to experience life at the grassroots level?"

Qingyuan was both amused and exasperated.

"Sister Lin, you're using flattery to your detriment."

He shrugged and spread his hands innocently.

"What prince? It's just that Young Master Lu didn't like me and felt it was beneath him to argue with a wage earner like me, so he left."

At most... I look a little too serious, which might frighten children.

The crowd burst into laughter.

No one believed him, and everyone wisely refrained from pressing him further.

In the workplace, everyone has their secrets.

Just then, everyone's phones beeped with message notifications.

[Message to all staff/Lu Zhaolin: @Everyone, the core project team must immediately suspend the development of the 'Smart Cloud Warehouse Distributed Logic'.]

Abort?

The work that everyone had been working so hard for half a month was suddenly cut short.

The messages kept popping up.

[Lu Zhaolin: The company has reached a deep strategic cooperation with Singularity Intelligence. The technology department will fully cooperate with them to carry out underlying data integration, which is the number one project this year.]

[Project codename: 'Synapse Link']

[Core Objective: To introduce the "Singularity" algorithm model into the logistics middleware platform to achieve millisecond-level fully automated scheduling.]

[@Zhou Xiaohong, your team is responsible for this. The first version of the organizational chart is required by the end of the month. Bonuses will be awarded according to the S-level project standards.]

As soon as the name "Singularity Intelligence" was uttered, a chorus of low gasps immediately filled the office area.

Qingyuan also sat up straight.

In Shanghai's tech circles, who doesn't know this big shot?

If the leapfrog innovation relies on a huge industrial base and commercial implementation to dominate, then it is a mistake.

"Singularity Intelligence" is a monster that relies purely on its brain. Its achievements in artificial intelligence and algorithms are among the top in the world.

During his university years, he frequently borrowed the other party's open-source deep learning framework.

Two giants joining forces?

Why bother with "synaptic connections"? The name itself sounds quite cyberpunk.

However, for Yu Qingyuan, no matter what it is called, such as synapse or whatever, what matters is the last sentence: "The bonus is based on the S-level standard."

money.

A huge sum of money.

【receive. 】

Qingyuan typed out a reply and casually sealed the half-finished old code into the Cold Palace folder.

The mindset of working people is very simple:

The boss will do whatever you want; as long as you pay enough, you can choose the method.

......

They were busy until the sun set.

The afterglow shone through the window, casting an extremely long shadow on the blinds.

Qingyuan stretches his muscles and bones.

There are still ten minutes left before I get off work.

He bent down and pulled a paper bag from deep inside the drawer, inside which were two gleaming clean lunch boxes.

"It's best to return it as soon as possible, lest it become a burden in your hands."

I got up and strolled leisurely to the administration department.

Upon reaching the door, I saw Gu Wanyin buried in her desk, organizing a thick stack of documents. The pale green internship badge on her chest had been replaced with a dark blue official employee badge.

"You've been officially hired? That's good news."

Qingyuan had a sudden thought.

He stepped forward and lightly tapped the partition with his finger.

Knock knock.

Gu Wanyin was startled. When she saw it was Qingyuan, her delicate face turned as red as a boiled shrimp, and a blush spread to her ears.

"Mr. Qing..."

"No need, just call me by name."

Qingyuan placed the pink lunchbox on the corner of the table and spoke quite quickly:

"The food is delicious and the cooking is superb. Don't spend any more money on me in the future. I'm used to being a rough person, so the cafeteria food will do just fine. Also... congratulations on becoming a full-time employee. Keep up the good work."

After saying that, without giving Gu Wanyin a chance to launch her "thank you, I'm sorry" bowing combo, he slipped away and made a quick getaway.

The first kill is done; the real challenge is yet to come.

Top floor, President's Office Secretariat.

Take a breath and knock on the door.

"Enter."

Su Xing'an has a clear and bright voice.

As Qingyuan pushed open the door and stepped forward, his smile froze the moment his right foot touched the ground.

It was true that Su Xing'an was sitting behind the desk, but in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window behind her, there was also a well-tailored figure.

Lu Zhaolin.

Holding a bone china coffee cup, she turned around leisurely, her face calm and expressionless, revealing no trace of joy or anger.

Su Xing'an's gaze fell on the paper bag in Qingyuan's hand, especially the conspicuous black and gold lunchbox, and her expression became complicated.

Three parts awkwardness, three parts resentment, and four parts remaining...

It's more like a mocking display of interest?

"Hello, Mr. Lu. Hello, Secretary Su."

Qingyuan steeled himself and stepped forward, placing the lunchbox on Su Xing'an's desk with such gentleness that it was as if he were setting up a bomb ready to explode.

"The food was delicious yesterday, and the lunchbox was washed clean and returned to its rightful owner."

"cough."

Su Xing'an didn't dare to look at her boss's expression and mumbled a reply:

"Okay, I got it. Just put it here."

The official procedures were so thorough that no one could find fault with them, yet Qingyuan always felt a strange chill down his spine.

"Alright, then I won't disturb your enjoyment any longer."

Qingyuan readily accepted the suggestion and retreated at lightning speed.

......

Returning to the old neighborhood.

The key was inserted into the lock, and there was a soft "click" behind me.

The door opened, revealing a face full of smile lines.

Liang Huilan held a spatula, wearing a floral apron.

"Xiao Qing, you're back?"

Qingyuan turned around and replied:

"Aunt Liang, are you busy working?"

"Tomorrow is Friday, remember to come over for dinner."

Liang Huilan smiled and gave her instructions.

"I specially found an old duck to make soup. I've been feeling a bit empty since you haven't come for a few days."

"Absolutely! I've been completely drained by work these past few days, I'm counting on your cooking skills to make up for it all, you'll be there tomorrow!"

Qingyuan responded loudly.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, we went inside.

He casually tossed his backpack aside and sat down with practiced ease.

"Working tirelessly for the boss during the day and worrying about the patriarch at night, seamlessly switching roles."

Ancestor Simulator, start!

I couldn't wait to click on a red, eerie dot of light.

【Red-Eyed Cold Toad (Ninth Level of Qi Refining)】

"You've been eating alone for long enough, it's time to throw it up."

Qi Refining Level Nine?

Today is not what it used to be.

The lineup under Guanhuamen's command can be described as formidable.

Chai Wu cultivated the ancient method of external martial arts to the point of "perfect jade bones," becoming a ferocious beast in human form, capable of breaking through formations as easily as taking something out of a bag.

Shu Yan wields the fourth-grade ancient scripture "Thousand Rivers Flowing Moon Reflecting the True Scripture," specializing in soul-destroying techniques with unpredictable methods.

"Tanks in position, mages on stage."

Needless to say, the decree is concise.

[Target: Blackwater Pool in the South]

[Matter: Slay the toad, seize the lotus!]

......

Qinglu Mountain.

"Junior sister, let's go."

Chai Wu drew his sword and strode forward, each step accompanied by a mournful groan from the earth.

The woman, dressed in pure white, looked up.

Deep within the pupils, a phantom, cold moon slowly rises.

"Um."

Shu Yan responded softly, her voice as clear as shattered jade.