Early morning.

A dreamless night.

Qingyi got up neatly, opened the curtains, and took a deep breath. The sunlight spilled into the room, shining brightly in people's hearts, and also shining on his spirits.

It's a new day.

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Qingyi came to the company by bicycle, said hello to colleagues, and sat down.

"Hey, Zhang, you play Qiankun, right?" Harry asked, squeezing his eyes as if his question was a shocking secret.

Qingyi said casually: "Play!" ”

"Damn, then you must know that guy named June Sunshine! Fuck, that's a pervert! Harry immediately came to his senses, pulled a chair casually, and sat across the table from Qingyi, raising his voice: "Although he is a pervert, he is very strong!" Exceptionally strong! ”

"Harry! Don't swear in front of ladies, okay?! Lucy behind Qingyi was dissatisfied and raised her eyebrows. Her tortoiseshell glasses are old-fashioned and a little joyful, making her look a lot like a staff member at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

The black man grimaced: "Okay, okay, I won't say." I suspect that guy is a very gloomy person in life, maybe a murderer! The second half of the sentence was said to Qingyi again.

"Maybe." Qingyi smiled.

"If only he could appear in front of me, I'll have to get him to sign it, yes, in fuchsia ink!" Harry was in a fantasy talking to himself, "'The Purple One', what a handsome title......"

Qingyi shrugged, and he was suddenly a little confused.

Lucy's labels are "old look", "old virgin", "bookish" and "good old man";

Harry, tagged "black", "passionate", "young", "game-loving", "funny" and "energetic";

Edward has three labels: "fashionable", "handsome", and "smiling tiger";

Todd was labeled as "Russian", "tall and mighty", "hateful to Chinese", "aggressive" and "irritable".

In interpersonal interactions, sometimes you label each other, and sometimes the other person labels yourself, which is always inevitable. But do labels really sum up everything about a person? No, it can only be said that everything is "known". In the real world, his name is Zhang Qingyi, and the label should be "smart", "friendly" and "soft and hard" office workers? Or maybe it's a "shy", "introverted" and "kind" tenant?

So, what about the other side of yourself? ...... "experienced", "team player" and "willing to suffer" captain? Or a "cruel", "cold", "emotionless" tyrant of white bones? The colleagues and friends I come into contact with in reality may not know the other side of myself for the rest of my life, right? It's like watching the moon from Earth, but you can only see the fixed side of the moon forever, and you can't touch the darkness and coldness behind it.

The other side of people? It was forbidden land.

Qingyi looked at his hand. He spread his hands flat, allowing the palm prints and fingerprints to stretch out. The hand was normal, neither white nor bloodstained. But somehow, he was suddenly so scared of himself that he began to fear his limbs. No, there's nothing to be afraid of, I'm still me; Whether it's me in reality or in the game, it's me. Qingyi told himself this, repeatedly pinching and putting his fists.

"Zhang? Sheet! ”

Qingyi was agitated and looked at Harry, "Huh? What's up? ”

"I've called you a few times, but you didn't respond. What happened to you? Your eyes are scary, are you not feeling well? Harry was a little nervous, watching Qingyi closely.

"It's nothing, I'm thinking about the identity of that June sunshine." Qingyi sighed: "It's a pity that it's only the back in the video." And he didn't maintain his human form at all, so we can't see his appearance. ”

"yes......"

At this moment, the young Russian, Todd, walked in the door with a big grin, although it was already considered late. He glared at Qingyi very unceremoniously, sitting far away from Qingyi, as if he was afraid of infectious measles. The colleagues were all surprised by this, looked at each other, and did not speak.

Qingyi didn't pay attention to this and began to look at last month's order summary. Compared with the previous month's summary, it can be seen that the number of orders has dropped sharply. Some customers don't call Bee Express at all, or only once in a while, which is a bit unusual if they don't have a family.

Looking back, Little Bee Express accounted for 68% of the resources of fast food restaurants (signed an agreement with it), which has shrunk by 9% some time ago, but it has shrunk by 2% last month, which means that it only accounts for 56% of the total market. Qingyi summarized three reasons, the first is because the fast food restaurant alternates between the old and the new, and the agreement of the old fast food restaurant is terminated; The second reason is that the growing number of Chinese restaurants is only willing to sign an agreement with a Chinese-owned food delivery company. The third reason was self-management, with several restaurants terminating the agreement after the one-year term. Referring to the clues seen from the order summary, Qingyi's intuition told him that there was a big problem with the service of the delivery staff, which led to customer complaints and cancellations, and the restaurant was also unhappy.

Therefore, he first focused on the improvement of the self-management of Little Bee Express, after all, this is something that can be done now. It's just that it's not easy.

What a headache! Qingyi was a little depressed. As soon as he took office, he had to set fires, and sure enough, there was no such thing as pie in the sky...... Mr. Smith allowed me not to go to work often, but if I couldn't solve the problem, I would still be fired! Damn, can't be sorry for my salary!

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As soon as the noon rush hour passed, Harry pulled Qingyi and had to have lunch together. Traveling with them are some guys who like "Qiankun", and you can see what the upcoming topic is from this.

After going downstairs, Qingyi was walking towards his bicycle, Harry didn't let him, drove his electric motorcycle over, and let Qingyi sit in the back seat: "I'm going to wait for you to ride over, we'll all pay and leave!" Get in the car, don't grind like an old woman! ”

A few people sped away. The wind in late summer and early autumn is always so pleasant, bringing coolness and freshness, and bringing tiredness and boredom. Enjoying the oncoming wind, Qingyi had the urge to stretch out his arms, but of course he didn't do it, otherwise he would look stupid. He couldn't help but smile at the thought of this.

"What are you laughing at, Zhang?" Harry heard the laughter and glanced at Qingyi in the rearview mirror.

"I'm thinking, there are so many rules in reality, no wonder everyone likes the virtual world." Qingyi Road.

"Of course, otherwise "Qiankun" wouldn't be played by so many people!"

The group went up the Boston University Bridge and crossed the Charles River. Well? Do you want to go to Boston for dinner and not stay in Cambridge City? Qingyi looked at the quietly flowing river on the right and thought.

Boston, the oldest city in the United States, retains many of its colonial-era buildings – New England churches or Victorian homes. The City of Boston used the complex as a downtown complex, and then expanded outwards to create a harmony between the old and the new. If the city of Cambridge is a tiny pearl, then Boston is a world-class sapphire; The two have their own characteristics, and when placed together, they can better highlight each other's temperament.

Turning into the city center, the scenery changes again, as if walking into 1630. At that time, the Puritans from England founded Boston and started the colony, and after that, there were several events that deserve to be left in history, such as the Tea Party, the American Revolution, and the Siege of Boston. "These political events have shaped the history of the whole country and are shaping the minds of the people who have come to this great country, and Boston has played a leading role in them" – Henry Cabot Lodge once said,

Qingyi's thoughts were tracing the long river of time, and suddenly an archway appeared in front of him......

Chinese-style archway! It is six or seven meters high, wide enough to accommodate three cars in parallel, double cornices, the eaves are all the same color of green glazed tiles, and two small beasts stand on both sides of the eaves! Qingyi's eyes widened, and the four big characters on the archway were deeply imprinted in his eyes - "The world is for the public"! The car passed under the archway, and he quickly turned back, only to see another four big words written on the reverse side of the archway - "courtesy, righteousness and shame"!

I'm going to go, is this riding on an electric motorcycle? No, no, no, take back the idea just now, this is by no means a crossing, but a trip to Boston's Chinatown! Although he has lived in Cambridge City for a few years, Qingyi has never been to this place once!

"Wow, don't tell me you haven't been, Chinese boy!" Another colleague caught a glimpse of Qingyi's surprised expression and teased.

"I haven't been here." Qingyi is very honest.

Harry drove the car downstairs to a restaurant: "Get out of the car!" Zhang, you haven't been to Chinatown? You are sorry for the country and the people! ”

"It's time to pull it and criticize it!" "Like, the president will be disappointed in you!" "Stupid, China only has a prime minister, not a president!" "Then change it to, uh, Yu Qingfeng will be very disappointed in you!" Colleagues gossiped and laughed and went in.

Qingyi smiled dumbly, what kind of mess is this? It seems that foreign people do not know enough about China!

This restaurant is different, called "Moxiang Building" (commemorating "The Desolate Face of the Desert", my enlightenment book), it doesn't sound like a hotel, but it looks like it sells the four treasures of the study, and of course it makes no difference for foreigners. The interior is richly decorated, with mahogany staircase handrails, tiled floors and octagonal palace lamps; The wallpaper is framed in bright yellow with patterns, and if you look at the past, it is either a dragon or a phoenix; On the tables of the Eight Immortals are several small porcelain bottles, containing soy sauce, vinegar and ketchup; The waiters are all young girls (of course, there are also aunts), their hair is pinned with hairpins, they wear cheongsam, and their nails are painted with Kodan, which is also a unique style. It's so Chinese-style that it's impossible to be in China, because the most popular places to eat in China are Korean barbecue or Western-style cafes, well, and Japanese sushi.

Qingyi came in and saw it, and his heart moved: You systematic, where is it related to "Moxiang" here? What kind of uneducated person came up with such a name?

Belly slander, he still quickly pulled Harry: "This shop is opened by Chinese, right?" They didn't sign an agreement with the company, and they didn't give us a 10% discount, so why do they eat here? ”

"Why do you care so much about eating? The chow mein here is excellent, and you should definitely eat a plate. Harry familiarly said to one of the waiters, "'Shaojue', is there still a room?" ”

The other party glanced at Qingyi, smiled politely, raised his jade arm to signal to everyone, and walked ahead to lead the way. Qingyi noticed that the cheongsams here are all made a little nondescript, for example, the slits at the thighs are almost up to the chest! Are you really running a restaurant and not a pimp?!

"This kind of clothes, it's so sexy! I have to ask where I can sell it, buy one and go back to my wife to wear! Another colleague pushed his elbow against him, with an ambiguous look and a face full of "you know".

I don't understand! Qingyi was depressed and stepped up the stairs. He casually glanced downstairs and found that most of them were foreigners, and everyone was still eating with relish.

A man passed by and whispered, "June sunshine." ”

Qingyi was terrifying.

The greeting just now is authentic Chinese.