I suggest you investigate; this person doesn't seem to be a first-time reborn individual.

At 7:30 in the morning, not long after dawn, the weather in the north had already turned cool. In the distance, you could see a few wisps of smoke, but it was hard to tell whether they were fog or haze.

Lin Ran and his group yawned as they emerged from the airport. A cold wind blew in their faces, and they all shivered involuntarily.

The cicada shivered, fully awake, though still somewhat dazed.

"Boss... was that really an airplane we were on?"

This was her first time flying, and she had been looking forward to the trip, but she never expected the flying experience to be so bad.

Lin Ran turned around and glanced at her.

"What else? A rocket?"

"No, in my memory, airplanes are where flight attendants smile and ask what you'd like a drink, then push out carts to serve food and water. But ours..."

She paused, her expression somewhat complicated.

"Why would a flight attendant wake me up at 5 a.m. to ask if I wanted to buy their day trip to the outskirts of Beijing?"

She recalled the scene: the flight attendant walked around, waking up each sleeping passenger and asking, "Sir, would you like anything? We have hot drinks, snacks, and unique souvenirs..."

Is this an airplane or a green train?

Zhuge Zhuangshi chuckled beside him: "Xia Chan, is this your first time on an airplane?"

Xia Chan nodded.

"Then you flew Spring Airlines, a budget airline. You have to pay for everything. The tickets are cheap, but the service is like this."

Xia Chan fell silent and turned to look at Lin Ran.

The boss, on the other hand, looked quite energetic, carrying a thermos, with a U-shaped pillow around his neck, and an eye mask and a small blanket tucked into the side pocket of his backpack. He was all neatly dressed, clearly prepared by Boss Lan before he left.

And what about her?

I woke up at 2 a.m., was so sleepy I almost fell asleep in the waiting area, and as soon as I closed my eyes after boarding the plane, the flight attendant woke me up to sell me things. I had just fallen asleep after she finished selling me things when the plane landed.

The boss had Li Futing to prepare things, but she only had an alarm clock for 2 a.m.

"Boss...why did we choose such an early flight?"

Lin Ran stated matter-of-factly, "Because it's cheap."

He then added, "The tickets for the early morning are more than 200 yuan cheaper per person, so for the five of us, that's more than 1,000 yuan. More than 1,000 yuan is enough for Tang Chen's overtime pay for a month."

Tang Chen pushed up his glasses, his expression complicated: "Boss, are you praising me or insulting me?"

Lin Ran ignored him.

Xia Chan opened her mouth, but no words came out.

They are now the bosses of a company with over four million users. To save a little over two hundred yuan, they make their employees get up at two in the morning?

Is this fucking ridiculous?

Several people were standing at the entrance of 360 headquarters, dragging their suitcases.

The 360 ​​headquarters building isn't particularly tall, but it's quite conspicuous in this area. People come and go at the entrance, swiping their cards to enter and exit, and there are security guards on duty; it looks quite professional.

Xia Chan went to scout ahead and quickly returned with the news that they couldn't enter without an appointment.

Thirty minutes later, the group stood in a small alley not far from 360, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Xia Chan looked at the several sets of blue shirts and work clothes in front of her, which the boss had just bought from the hardware and safety equipment store next door. She then looked at Lin Ran, her mind a little blank.

"Boss, what's going on?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get dressed."

After changing into work clothes and putting on safety helmets, Zhuge Zhuangshi and Sima Zhongyi carried an aluminum alloy folding ladder, each feeling quite uncomfortable.

Lin Ran remained remarkably calm, as if he were taking a stroll in his own backyard.

"Boss, is this really going to work?" Xia Chan caught up with Lin Ran, who was fiddling with his helmet.

Lin Ran lowered his voice: "Stop talking nonsense, just come with me."

"But……"

"But what? Do you know how many people come and go from 360 every day? Do you think the receptionist can remember every single face?"

Xia Chan opened her mouth, but no words came out.

She turned her head to look at the building, then at her own outfit, feeling uneasy.

If this gets discovered...

Lin Ran had already swaggered forward.

Several people carried a ladder and followed him toward the entrance of 360.

The security guard at the gate was smoking when he saw a few people carrying a ladder coming over. He glanced at them and then put his back down.

As Lin Ran passed by the security guard, he suddenly stopped.

Xia Chan and the others felt a jolt in their hearts.

It's all over, it ......

Lin Ran nodded to the security guard: "Stay put, man."

The security guard nodded to him and continued smoking: "Here you are again? What are you fixing this time?"

"Isn't that right? They said the air conditioner in President Zhou's office is broken. It's already autumn, I don't know why they need to fix the air conditioner now."

The security guard chuckled: "Which Mr. Zhou?"

"It's President Zhou in red."

"Oh—hey," the security guard said with an air of experience, "those bosses, sitting in their offices all day, are all so pretentious."

As he spoke, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes: "Want one?"

Lin Ran waved his hand: "No, no, I'm in a hurry to get things done over there, I'll be going now."

"OK."

Xia Chan and the others breathed a sigh of relief and were about to follow Lin Ran inside.

"man!"

The voice of a security guard came from behind me.

Xia Chan's heart leaped into her throat once again.

Oh no, we've been found out.

She felt her legs shaking and her palms sweating.

Lin Ran turned around, his face still showing that calm expression.

The security guard pointed to another building: "You've gone to the wrong building. Mr. Zhou's office is in that building."

Lin Ran feigned sudden realization, slapping his forehead: "Hey, I was wondering why something didn't look right. Thanks, buddy."

"Don't mention it, go ahead."

Lin Ran turned around and led a few people toward another building.

Another security guard came out, his tone somewhat strange: "Old Wang, do you know him?"

"Hey, I don't know him. I just came to fix something and said hello casually." The security guard named Lao Wang was quite proud of his social skills.

"Oh……"

Lin Ran and his group carried the ladder into the building.

People were coming and going in the hall. Some were wearing suits, some were in work clothes, and some were walking hurriedly with folders in their hands. A few people were carrying ladders in the middle, but no one gave them a second glance.

Apart from Lin Ran, everyone else kept their heads down, staring at the ground, afraid of making eye contact with anyone.

Lin Ran pulled his hat down, revealing a bit of his chin: "Hello, which floor is President Zhou's office on?"

The receptionist looked up and glanced at him.

Underneath the hard hat was a dark face, the kind of dark that's been tanned red and shiny by the sun; it was obvious he worked outside every day.

"Mr. Zhou?" the receptionist asked. "Which Mr. Zhou?"

"Mr. Zhou Hongyi."

"Oh, Mr. Zhou's office is on the tenth floor," the receptionist said, "but he might not be here right now. Why don't you ask his secretary?"

Lin Ran nodded: "Miss, could you pour us a few glasses of water?"

The receptionist paused for a moment, but nodded and got up to fill a few cups of water at the water dispenser in the back.

Lin Ran took the cup, distributed it to everyone, and drank it all in one gulp.

Then the group of them carried the ladder and went into the elevator.

The receptionist watched his figure disappear into the elevator doors, then looked down at the empty cup in her hand, somewhat bewildered.

What is this person here to fix?