Chapter 8 7

2:43 A man is working facing the computer screen—the man who was filmed by the surveillance camera of the "Alpha City" hotel, wearing a light gray double-breasted coat, and taking the key to room 404.He tapped on the keyboard without looking at it, with amazing speed.Even so, the ten fingers could barely keep up with the speed of thinking.His lips were tightly closed, his face remained expressionless.He didn't smile when things were going well, and he didn't show disappointment when things weren't going well.Shirtsleeves were rolled up to the elbows, collar buttons were unbuttoned, and ties were loose.He jotted down numbers and symbols with a pencil on a side note if necessary.A long silver pencil with an eraser and the company name Veritech on it.Six pencils of the same silver color are neatly arranged on the pen tray, and the lengths are almost the same, and the refills are too sharp.

Spacious room.After all his colleagues went back, he was the only one left to work in the office.A small CD player on the table played Bach's piano pieces at a moderate volume."British Suite" played by Ivan Pogorerich.The room is dark, save for one part of his desk where a fluorescent light shines from the ceiling, like something out of an Edward Hopper painting of "Solitude."But he himself didn't feel lonely about it, it would be better to say that there was no one around.Keep your focus uninterrupted and keep working while listening to your favorite music.He never hated work.As long as you concentrate on your work, at least you don't have to face practical chores during working hours.As long as you don't worry about trouble and don't spare your time, the fault can finally be dealt with logically and analytically.He half-consciously followed the flow of the music, staring at the computer screen with his eyes, his fingertips beating as fast as Pogorelic.No superfluous movements, just the impeccable music of the eighteenth century, him, and the technical problems entrusted to him.

It's just that he seems to be distracted by the pain in his fingers from time to time.After working for a while, he stopped temporarily, flexed and stretched his right hand a few times, turned his wrist, massaged the back of his right hand with his left hand, sighed long, looked at his watch, and frowned slightly.Due to the pain in my right hand, my work efficiency is somewhat lower than usual. Dress neatly and neatly.Although she has no personality and is not refined, she still cares about the things on her body.The taste is also good, both the shirt and the tie look very high-end, presumably a famous brand.The appearance gives an intellectual impression, and the development does not seem to be bad.The watch worn on the left wrist is elegantly thin.Glasses are Armani style.The hands are large, with long fingers, neat nails, and a slender wedding ring on the ring finger.The shape of the face has no obvious features, but the subtleties of the expression reveal the strength of will.About forty years old.At least not the slightest slack around the face.Its appearance gives the impression of a well-organized room.It doesn't look like a person who buys Chinese prostitutes in a love hotel, let alone the type who brutally beats the other party and strips her clothes away.But in reality he did that, and he had to do that.

When the phone rang, he didn't pick up the receiver, his expression didn't change at all, he continued to work at the same speed, and even though the phone rang, he didn't waver beforehand.Ring four times and switch to message recording function. "This is Bai Chuan's workplace. You can't answer the phone right now. If you have anything to do, please leave a message after the signal sounds." signal tone. "Hello," a female voice said.Low and vague, slightly sleepy. "It's me, if it's there, can you pick it up?" Still staring at the computer screen, Bai Chuan paused the music with the remote control at hand, and then connected the phone line—the phone has been set to talk in hands-free mode.

"Here." Bai Chuan said. "Just now I called and was away, I thought you might come back early tonight..." the woman said. "Just now? About what time?" "It's past eleven o'clock, but I left a message for you." Bai Chuan glanced at the phone, and the message indicator light was indeed blinking red. "Sorry, I didn't notice, I only know about work." Bai Chuan said, "It's past eleven o'clock, right? I went out for supper then. After eating, I stopped by STARBUCKS② and drank MACCHATO③. You haven't slept yet?" During the talking time , Bai Chuan continued to tap the keyboard with both hands.

"I fell asleep at about half past eleven, but I had a very bad dream. I just woke up, but you haven't come back yet... What is today?" Bai Chuan couldn't grasp the meaning of the question, stopped typing on the keyboard, and looked at the phone, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes suddenly deepened. "What is it?" "Ask what you had for supper." "Ah, Chinese food, as usual, it's very hungry!" "tasty?" "This... is not good." He turned his eyes back to the computer screen and started typing on the keyboard again.

"Then, what about work?" "The situation is quite complicated. Some guy hit the ball out of bounds. If someone hadn't fixed it before dawn, the network meeting in the morning would not be possible." "The person you said was you again?" "Exactly." Bai Chuan said, "Because when I looked back, there was no one there." "Can it be fixed by morning?" "Needless to say! After all, he is the number one professional expert. Even on a bad day, he can still hit the ball into the acupuncture point. Besides, if the online meeting tomorrow morning fails, rumors about the acquisition of Microsoft are likely to spread..."

"Buy Microsoft?" "Just kidding." Bai Chuan said, "but it will be almost an hour, and then I will call a taxi to go back. I will get home at about 4:30." "At that time, I thought I had already fallen asleep, and I would get up at six o'clock to make lunch for the children." "I'm afraid I was fast asleep when you got up." "I was having lunch at the company when you got up." "I'll officially start working when you get home." "So, we're going our separate ways again." "Next week, we should be able to return to normal time to some extent. People should also come back, and the new system will stabilize."

"real?" "Perhaps." Bai Chuan said. "If I remember correctly, you said exactly the same thing a month ago in my memory." "Honestly, clicking to paste." The wife sighed: "I hope it goes well. I also want to eat together occasionally and sleep at one time." "That is." "Don't force yourself." "It doesn't matter, hit the last ball into the acupuncture point beautifully as usual, there was applause behind me, and then I went home." "goodbye!" "goodbye!" "Ah, wait!"

"Oh?" "It's embarrassing to ask the number one professional master to do such a thing. How about buying milk at the convenience store on the way home? Takanashi is low in fat, if available." "Okay, here you go. A packet of low-fat Takanashi." Bai Chuan turned off the phone switch, looked at his watch to confirm the time, then picked up the big cup on the coffee table, and took a sip of the completely cold coffee left in the cup.The logo of "intel inside" is printed on the cup.He pressed the switch of the CD player to play music, stretched his right hand for a while and then clenched it with Bach's music.Then he took a deep breath to replace the air in his lungs.Then, he switched the wiring of his mind and continued the work he had just interrupted.How to comprehensively obtain the shortest distance from point A to point B becomes a key issue again.

Inside the convenience store.Takanashi boxed low-fat milk is kept in the refrigerator.Takahashi was looking for milk while whistling the theme song of "Five O'Clock Club After Dark".He didn't bring anything.He reached for Takanashi low-fat milk, but the fact that it was low in fat made him frown.For him, this is even a question of moral core, not just a question of how much fat is in the milk.He put the low-fat milk back to its original position, picked up a carton of regular milk, confirmed the warranty period, and put it in the basket. Then go to the fruit cabinet, pick up the apples, and check them from all angles under the light.Not completely satisfied.So put it back, picked up another apple and checked it carefully.After repeating this several times, a generally acceptable—definitely not appreciable—apple pops out.It seems that milk and apples are foods of special significance to him.When I went to the cashier, I saw fish and potato cakes in a plastic bag next to me, so I picked up a bag, checked the shelf life printed on the corner of the bag, and put it in the basket.After paying the money at the cashier, I put the change I got back into my trouser pocket and walked out of the store. Takahashi sat on a nearby guardrail, carefully wiping the apples with the skirt of his shirt.The temperature seemed to drop, and the exhaled breath was faintly whitish.He gulped down the milk almost in one gulp before chewing on the apple.Because I chewed slowly while thinking about something, it took a long time to finish eating.After eating, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a crumpled handkerchief, put the empty milk carton and apple core into a plastic bag, and threw it in the trash can in front of the convenience store.Put the fish and taro cake into the coat pocket, check the time with the orange Switch ④, then stretch out your arms straight, and stretch your waist. Then start walking, where to go. (Note: ①Russian pianist 1958- ②The name of the coffee chain store in Japan. ③A kind of Italian coffee. ④ Inexpensive quartz watches produced by the Swiss company Switch SA, featuring bright colors and synthetic resin straps. )