Transdimensional Marketing

Chapter 93: Feitian Live (Part 1)

In the bustling community, in Principal Pang's home, in the study.

Principal Pang was sitting on a chair, facing two tall young men.

In his hand was a black-skinned document with five large characters on the cover, which made his eyes burn.

"Principal Pang, have you read the documents?"

"Look...read it." Principal Pang sent the certificate back with trembling arms.

"Our identity, your superior leader should have informed you yesterday."

"Notified... I don't doubt your identities."

"That's good." A young man nodded, took out a document from his handbag, and handed it to Principal Pang: "Principal, this is a confidentiality agreement, please sign it."

"..." Principal Pang took the document, read it carefully, and said with an ugly face, "Can I ask first, what is it?"

"No, please sign."

The young man's words were polite, but the meaning of the order was very direct.

Principal Pang was silent for a moment, picked up the pen on the bookshelf, and wrote down his name.

"Thank you for your cooperation." The young man took the document, folded it, and put it in his handbag. Then he took out a small cylindrical device from inside, got up, and swept it around in the study.

Principal Pang was fidgeting.

Waves of invisible pressure surged towards him.

"No problem, Principal Pang, now please turn off your mobile phone and leave it to us for safekeeping."

"good."

While waiting for the phone to shut down, the young man took back the device, walked to the door of the study, and knocked on the door three times.

"Boom boom boom."

"Boom boom boom boom."

The colleague knocked back four times rhythmically behind the door, and then heard a burst of strange noises. Every gap between the door and the door frame was stuck with special tape.

"What the hell is going on?"

Principal Pang was sweating on his forehead.

The young man sat back in his chair, looked at Principal Pang, and said word by word: "You have read the confidentiality clause, if any content of our conversation today is leaked..."

"I know, you two tell me."

"Okay. You must know Chen Yu, Chen Yu from Class 2, Grade 2."

"Chen Yu?!" Principal Pang's eyes widened...

...

After school at noon, Chen Yu played truant again.

He rushed back home and was relieved when he saw that there was no one in the house.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Xiao Taohong was still writing the code without a trace of fatigue.

"Mr. Chen, you are back."

"Well. While there is no one at home, hurry up and redecorate the bedroom." After speaking, Chen Yu threw down his schoolbag, pointed to the white box in the corner and said, "Stop writing, help me clean up all the sensitive things in the room." Move it into the warehouse. Remove the propellers, masks, cheongsam and so on.”

"good."

Xiao Taohong jumped off the chair and started to get busy.

Seeing this, Chen Yu took out his mobile phone and called the decorator.

"Hello, I'm the one who placed the order at 85. Where are you, master? I'll go downstairs to pick you up. Okay, okay..."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yu also joined in the transport.

He didn't worry about letting Xiao Taohong take care of it.

This artificial intelligence is worse than him.

In less than ten minutes, everything in the bedroom that should not be seen by others disappeared.

Including the books that Chen Yu once reviewed, none of them are left.

"It should be all right." Looking around at the end, Chen Yu walked to the hall and told Xiao Taohong: "Now you will be invisible, and you can't show up without my order."

"clear!"

Watching Chen Yu push the door away, Xiao Taohong took off her dress, activated optical invisibility, stood aside, and waited quietly.

Soon, the anti-theft door was opened again, and Chen Yu led three decoration workers into the house.

"You don't need to take off your shoes, just come in." Greeting, Chen Yu turned around, saw the dress in front of the bedroom door at a glance, and his teeth itched with anger.

"This pit ratio."

Chen Yu strode forward quickly, picked up the dress, threw it into the bathroom in a ball, then turned around, pointed at his bedroom and laughed: "This is here, everyone come in."

"Okay okay."

The middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life nodded, walked into Chen Yu's bedroom, glanced around, and squinted his eyes.

"It's the ceiling, and the hole on it, can it be repaired?" Chen Yu asked.

"Yes, but there is no two days before the complete renovation cannot be finished."

"It doesn't need to be completely renovated, just fix the broken place."

"Don't worry about the concrete, just fix the ceiling?"

"Okay! There are also floors, these broken ones can be replaced by me."

"Okay, this will be over soon."

The decoration master called an apprentice, took more than a dozen photos of the floor and ceiling with his mobile phone, and asked him to go to the building materials decoration market to purchase, and then began to tear down the damaged ceiling and get busy.

After all this tossing, it was repaired from twelve o'clock in the noon to three o'clock in the afternoon.

Although the purchased floor was slightly different from the original floor, Chen Yu didn't care about it and paid the fee happily.

After sending the three decoration workers away, the smile on Chen Yu's face quickly subsided. He immediately raised his wrist, showed his hand, and manipulated the invisible camera to chase the three of them and secretly take pictures.

It wasn't until the three of them dispersed that Chen Yu gave up on tracking and proudly recalled the camera. He felt that he was too stable, and he would not lose out in the battle of wits and courage with the officials.

Xiao Taohong exited the invisible state, looked around carefully, and said: "Mr. Chen, if you just pretend to be this level, I can do it by me."

"You can do anything!"

As soon as he heard Xiao Taohong's words, Chen Yu became furious, walked into the bathroom, picked up the dress, and threw it on Xiao Taohong's face: "Why don't you know how to put the clothes away?!"

"……forget."

"..." Chen Yu rubbed his swollen temples, and sighed: "I'm going to school, and I'll live broadcast when I come back in the evening. You should write the code well at home. Only when you make money, I think you are still an artificial intelligence .”

"Don't dare next time." Taking off the skirt covering her face, Xiao Taohong lowered her head.

"You dare to do it next time, and it's even worse. I've seen through you."

After the words fell, Chen Yu opened the door and left.

"Well……"

Xiao Taohong scratched her head, walked back to the bedroom naked, sat at the desk and continued typing on the keyboard. While knocking, he muttered: "I seem to have forgotten something..."

...

Night, seven fifteen.

Chen Yu came home after school.

Chen's mother was cooking, Chen Erke was drawing, and Chen Sanke was running around the coffee table, holding the empty baby bottle tightly.

The boss, Chen Yike, is nowhere to be found.

"I'm back."

"Grasshopper is back! I love you~" Chen Erke ran over and hugged Chen Yu's left leg.

"Grasshopper is back! I love you! (*▽*)" Chen Sanke also ran over, picked up the milk bottle, and hugged Chen Yu's right leg.

The two are still competing with each other, hostile to each other, and striving for favor.

"good."

Touching the hairy heads of the two younger sisters, Chen Yu felt very comfortable.

This is the way of "balance"...

Walking into the bedroom, Chen Yu locked the door while thinking about the script for tonight's live broadcast in his mind.

"Mr. Chen, welcome home." Xiao Taohong cheered and jumped off the chair.

"Hmm... um? Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

...

At the same time, in Chen Yike's bedroom.

Chen Yike looked at the dress she picked up from her brother's room with a sad face.

"Oh, my perverted brother..."

"What should I do……"