My Corpse is Bohemian

After the earthquake, An Bu and Jian Ningxuan went to the front line to participate in rescue operations with other volunteers.

The two have established a back-up material warehouse in the disaster area, one is responsible for statistics of scarce materials, the other is responsible for purchasing and distributing, and sending them wherever they are needed. Later, many donated materials were shipped here, and they were unified and recorded, and then distributed to various areas.

In just one month, the two spent nearly 10 million to help the affected people as much as they could. The same is true for other volunteers, regardless of national borders and genders, who make small contributions to the same goal.

A month later, An Bu and Jian Ningxuan left Longteng City, not voluntarily, but were invited by a big boss to have tea.

Although Jian Ningxuan's hacking skills are superb, in front of the country, he is still not enough to see. Coupled with Jian's father's actions, it is basically impossible to hide the post.

An Bu was very calm. Before deciding to predict the earthquake, he was ready to be targeted by the relevant departments.

"Don't be afraid." Jian Ningxuan shook her hand and comforted her softly.

"Well." What big scene has the old corpse never seen before? Be fearless.

An Bu and Jian's father and son were taken into a spacious reception room. An old man sat leisurely on the sofa and looked at them kindly.

In the entire reception room, apart from a few guards, there is only one boss. Looking at this posture, it is obviously the rhythm of private chat.

The three respectfully greeted the boss, the boss waved his hand and said with a smile, "Don't be nervous, sit down, let's chat casually."

It's okay to chat casually, the problem is that the object of the chat is not "casual" at all.

Jian's father and son were sitting upright, and An Bu tried his best to be a little more solemn.

The boss is very easy-going, saying that he is just chatting casually, but he is really chatting casually. About the earthquake, I just mentioned it by the way, which probably means that if there is any prediction in the future, let them say hello in advance and let the officials decide to operate. There was no mention of why she was able to accurately predict earthquakes.

Until the end of the conversation, Jian's father and son were dazed, and they didn't expect the boss to reveal it so lightly. Although earthquake forecasting has saved many people, the forecasting method is not in line with the rules after all, and it is inevitable that some people will follow suit in the future, causing social panic. Even if the boss doesn't accuse him, a small beating is necessary, but he actually took it in one stroke without even asking the reason.

Just as they were about to leave, the boss suddenly said, "Miss An, stay for a while, I want to have a private chat with you."

Jian Ningxuan frowned slightly and looked at An Bu worriedly.

"Don't worry." The boss smiled, "I won't embarrass your lover."

Jian Ningxuan's expression did not relax at all, she bowed to him stiffly, and walked out of the conference room slowly.

An Bu watched them leave, then looked at the old man in the first place, guessing in his heart what he was doing with him.

Who knew that he only said three words, and only three words made her have to re-examine the old man in front of her.

"You Zimo."

Yu Zimo? Yu Zimo? ? ?

This seems to be her pseudonym 50 years ago. She doesn't remember what her identity is, she just saw it when she was sorting out her identity directory.

"You Zimo is a former university alumnus of mine, I wonder if you know him?" The old man looked at her with a gentle expression, and a meaningful light flashed in his eyes.

An Bu: "!" There is actually a future boss among her university alumni?

She seemed to have strengthened a lot of second-generation officials back then, but most of them are gone now. No, it may not be all over, isn't this one living well in front of him? In his seventies, he is still as energetic as a little old man in his fifties or sixties.

If those classmates are still alive, relying on their ability and family background, they have been crawling and rolling in officialdom for decades, wouldn't many of them have become big bosses?

Thinking of this possibility, An Bu was rarely stunned, and the current development seems to be a bit magical.

However, she quickly regained her composure. What does this have to do with who she is now? The bosses may not be able to recognize that she is the You Zimo of the year, at most they just feel like it.

"My memory is very good." The boss poured An Bu a cup of tea with his own hands, "Especially to the people he once admired."

An Bu: "!!" For a guy as big as you, is it appropriate to say such a thing? !

"Try it, my tea brewing skills were taught by Senior Sister You Zimo." The boss smiled and took a cup of tea and sipped it leisurely.

An Bu: "!!!" What did you do back then? !

An Bu felt that he couldn't continue to lead the rhythm, took a sip from the teacup, and commented: "It's a bit rough."

"There's no way, I'm usually too busy, and the people below will do the tea-making, and the technology will naturally be unfamiliar."

An Bu looked at his white hair and was speechless.

The boss took his mind away, turned his head and said to An Bu sternly: "I'm leaving you here, just want to ask you one thing."

An Bu's spirit was lifted, and he secretly said: The main topic is finally here. Did he want to ask about the earthquake, or did he want to ask her identity?

"Are you willing to recognize me as a godfather?"

Ok? What? Grandpa? ? Is this what you're asking? ? ?

An Bu glared at him and spit out a word: "No."

"Hahaha." The boss gave an unexpected expression, "What a pity."

Anbu: What a pity the wool! Do you dare to pay attention to who you are now? Did the godfather recognize it casually? It's not like taking advantage of her!

"Forget it." The boss waved his hand, "I've confirmed everything that should be confirmed. Go back, lest your lover can't wait and break in and grab someone."

Anbu put down the teacup and stood up: "Then I'll take my leave." After a pause, he added, "Thank you for your tea."

The big guy laughed a few times.

An Bu turned around and walked towards the door. When he was about to reach the door, there was a vague complaint from behind him: "...Didn't you say you want to be a single nobleman for a lifetime?"

Anbu: "..."

After walking out of the conference room, Jian Ningxuan immediately came to meet her, her eyes swept back and forth over her, as if she was worried about her lack of flesh.

"Are you all right?"

"It's fine." An Bu smiled, "The chief is very kind, and he said he would accept me as his granddaughter."

Jian Ningxuan: "!"

Jane's father: "!!"

"Haha, just kidding, you really believe it." An Bu took Jian Ningxuan's arm, "Let's go, go home."

From today onwards, the old corpse is also a person with someone on it.

The prophecy post passed so smoothly, and the process went smoothly beyond expectations.

Father Jian still had business to deal with, so he did not leave with Jian Ningxuan and the others. When they parted, Jian Ningxuan sincerely thanked him. Jian's father took a lot of risk in this matter. Although he was usually estranged, he gave unreserved support at critical moments, which moved Jian Ningxuan quite a bit.

Father Jane said nothing, nodded and left.

An Bu looked at his back and said, "Mr. Jian, your father's heart is not good, remember to remind him to go to the hospital for a check."

The last time we met, she saw the source of death energy in Jane's father's heart. If she didn't pay attention, she would probably die of heart disease in the future.

Jian Ningxuan's expression darkened, and he carefully took this matter to heart.

The two did not stay in the capital for too long, and flew back to Huangdu directly by plane.

After taking a shower at night, the two of them leaned against the bedside to watch TV.

Jian Ningxuan endured it, but in the end she couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked about the chat between An Bu and the boss.

"You really want to know?" An Bu glanced at him.

Jian Ningxuan nodded.

"I'll tell you tomorrow." She had to go through the diary first.

Jian Ningxuan: "..."

Why wait for tomorrow? Can't sleep well at night!

Anbu noticed his little emotions, turned over and sat on his lap, hooking his neck: "Mr. Jane, it's been a long night, are you sure you want to waste your time on the stories that the boss and I have to tell?"

Jian Ningxuan's eyes darkened and she said in a low voice, "Mrs. Jian, do you have any better advice?"

"Emmm... how about trying the double scissors fork style and the mountain-cutting axe style?"

Jian Ningxuan: "..."

"I know you haven't heard of it from the look of you." An Bu looked like an old driver, "Wait, I'll take a look at the strategy first."

Jian Ningxuan: You actually don't know!

An Bu picked up his mobile phone, poked a little, found the peerless secret book, and studied it with the cat master.

When the two of them were fully integrated, they immediately began to practice in-depth and thorough...

A few rays of morning light shone through the window and onto the spacious bed. Jian Ningxuan slowly opened his eyes and turned to see An Bu lying beside him. He seemed to be still sleeping, but he knew she didn't need to sleep.

Looking at the time, it was already past 9 o'clock, and Jian Ningxuan was a little surprised. This seemed to be the first time An Bu had been lying on the bed for so long. She has said before that if you hold a certain position for a long time, your body will stiffen.

"Step by step." Jian Ningxuan said softly.

"Well..." An Bu rubbed the soft pillow, lazily not wanting to open his eyes at all.

Jian Ningxuan's eyes flashed with surprise, she reached out and pinched the back of her neck, and tried to ask, "Bubu, are you asleep?"

An Bu leaned into his arms, hugged his waist unconsciously, and pressed his cheeks against his chest.

Jian Ningxuan felt the warm touch from her skin, and then looked at An Bu's rosy cheeks, she always felt that she seemed a little different.

"Good morning, Mr. Jian." An Bu rubbed his eyes, raised his head and showed him a very satisfied smile.

"It's 9 o'clock, are you up?" Jian Ningxuan patted her head.

"It's so late?" An Bu turned his head to look out the window, then rolled over and sat up, stretching his waist beautifully, "Ah, it's so comfortable to sleep in."

The cool morning breeze gently blew the purple curtains, the fiery red roses swayed in the wind, the velvet bedding was soft and warm, and everything in front of her was so beautiful, which made her feel full of happiness.

"Mr. Jian." An Bu hugged Jian Ningxuan and slapped him heavily on his face, "You're amazing!"

Jian Ningxuan: "..."

Jumping out of bed with bare feet, An Bu said excitedly, "I'm going to make twelve desserts today to celebrate the 6-hour life harmony that Mr. Jane and I have completed."

Jian Ningxuan: "..."

An Bu kissed the rose in the vase again, and then happily ran into the bathroom.

Jian Ningxuan raised his lips slightly, he could clearly feel her happiness, although he didn't know why she was happy, but seeing her like this, he couldn't help but feel joy from the bottom of his heart.

"Mr. Jian." An Bu stuck his head out of the bathroom, "I'm going to take a shower, do you want to come?"

Jian Ningxuan rolled over and got out of bed, walking towards her gracefully.