Putting away the things, Fernan returned to the room.

Huanhuan and Qiangzi were still sleeping soundly on their own small beds. Fei Nan came to the window, picked up the tea made before going out, and handed it to his mouth.

Well? The weight is a bit wrong.

He looked down and saw a circle of faint tea stains above the water surface in the tea cup. Someone had moved the water!

He continued to deliver the tea cup to his mouth quietly, and gently touched the cup wall, but did not touch the tea.

Fei Nan took the opportunity to call out the map and searched carefully.

There was no cursor in the room except him, Huanhuan and Qiangzi, but Fernan did not relax his vigilance.

He has seen the means of ghosts avoiding the system map, so he does not have 100% trust in the map.

Quickly switch to the extraordinary character panel, Fernan swept the map again, and the map was still empty.

After thinking for a while, Fernan suddenly opened the drawer under the desktop.

Sure enough, a note was lying quietly in the drawer.

He reached out and took out the note, which was written in his extremely familiar font: You drank it yourself.

This is Fernan's own handwriting. He took the pen next to him and wrote it under the text. The font is exactly the same.

With a serious expression, Fenan asked in surprise: Did I go back?

But I don't have the idea of ​​going back?

Before returning, Fernan had made up his mind and would never use the back stone until he had no choice.

But who knew that when I just returned to the room, I encountered such a scene.

Who wrote the words?

The mysterious man who took Huanhuan away before?

He has never left?

What does he want to do?

Want to let Fernan go back?

But before, he clearly told Fernan with a note that he wanted him not to trace back, so why did he trick him into doing a trace back?

etc!

Isn’t the mysterious person who appeared twice the same person?

Fenan held the note and felt heavy in his heart.

Although he had just improved his strength, he still felt a chill in his spine at this moment.

The strange situation made Fernan always feel that someone was watching him behind him, but when he looked back, he was empty.

Fernan wanted to ask the system what was going on, but he also wrote it in the previous advice of the mysterious man, asking him to answer with caution.

Staring at the notes, Fernan sorted out his thoughts.

First, you must determine whether you should go backtracking.

Although the purpose and likes and dislikes of the mysterious man were not yet sure of the time being, Fernan was willing to believe him again because he did not hurt Huanhuan.

No trace back!

This is Fernan's decision.

Then the question is.

Since Fernan does not go back, then this note will definitely not be written by him. There must be someone else, otherwise why did it appear? And after Fernan decides not to go back, it still did not disappear?

Although the note only has five words, its purpose is to induce Fernan to use the back stone to trace it back.

Considering that the mysterious man before clearly advised him not to trace back on the note, the intentions of the note writer this time were completely opposite, so the writers of the two times were probably not the same person.

So, does the mysterious man No. 2 appear?

Damn! What the hell is it?

Why is the situation getting more and more complicated?

Fenan took a deep breath and looked at the reflection on the window, feeling a hint of strangeness.

"well!"

Sighing a long time, Fenan felt a little tired.

The appearance of the return stone allowed Fenan to peek at the tip of the iceberg. He vaguely noticed and guessed the world under the ice surface, but he realized his weakness more clearly.

We still need to improve our strength!

This is the first piece of advice.

Not having enough strength, even knowing the truth becomes a danger.

...

On the map, Xu Wenqiang's cursor appeared in his field of vision.

After attending the cocktail party, he drank a lot of wine, but he was able to maintain a certain degree of soberness.

After entering the elevator, he went straight to the floor where Fernan's room was located, and came to the door to prepare to knock on the door.

But as soon as I raised my hand, the door was opened from the inside.

Fernan walked out and whispered, "The child is asleep, don't wake them up, go to your room and say."

"Oh, OK."

Xu Wenqiang nodded and returned to the room with Fernan.

"How is it? Will the drink be fun?"

Fernan pulled a chair and sat down.

Xu Wenqiang leaned on the sofa, raised his head and burped, and said helplessly: "It's not that way. Meeting this, meeting that, drinking a little wine, talking, making jokes, and discussing to make a fortune together, it's meaningless."

"You are in a blessing but don't know how to be blessed!"

Fernan smiled and said, "How many people outside are dreaming of having this opportunity for you! You are now a real upper class!"

"Brother Nan, don't laugh at me."

Xu Wenqiang rubbed his forehead, his tone a little stiff: "All the upper class are birds of a feather, nothing great."

"What? Are you in a bad mood?"

Fernan took the half bottle of champagne left on the table and poured himself a glass.

Xu Wenqiang grabbed the bottle directly, took a sip of the bottle, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Nan."

Xu Wenqiang looked at Fei Nan with a little depressed expression: "I know that this may seem unpromising, but I really think I am not this material and can't be a director of the Ministry of Industry."

Fernan disagreed: "You haven't started doing it yet, how do you know that you can't do it?"

"Because I can't control myself."

Xu Wenqiang clenched his fists and gritted his teeth: "Today I really learned how those borers suck the blood of the people. Fortunately, they proudly boasted about how they could do business! When I saw their faces, I wanted to shoot them down with one shot!"

"What's the point of saying this now? You are already a director of the Ministry of Industry. Do you want to take office on the same day and step down the next day?"

Fernan glanced at him lightly.

"That's not what I mean."

Xu Wenqiang hurriedly explained: "Brother Nan, I'm afraid I really can't do it well and will disappoint you."

"Ah Qiang!"

Fernan patted his knee gently, shook his head and said, "You still haven't washed away the student atmosphere."

Xu Wenqiang was silent and did not refute.

"You are hostile to the vested interests and capital, which is a bit naive."

Feinan looked at him and said, "Do you think that if all corrupt officials are killed, the people can live a good life? It's not that simple, you have to read the Thesaurus of Capital."

"Brother Nan..."

What did Xu Wenqiang want to say?

Fernan raised his hand and interrupted him seriously: "You must remember that the position of the director of the Ministry of Industry is a representative, representing the interest groups behind.

You are very lucky. Behind you is Mr. Sun and me. My demands are the same as yours, so you don’t have to worry about this.

If you really want to do something for your previous ideal, then these two years will be your best opportunity."

Listening to Fei Nan's words, Xu Wenqiang's confused eyes finally began to become firm.

"What am I going to do!"

He sat upright and asked Fernan seriously: "What should I do?"

Fernan looked at him and said seriously: "I may not stay in Shanghai for long. You have to rely on yourself for everything in the future.

Therefore, you must have your own clear goals and understanding of yourself, which will prevent you from going too far.
Chapter completed!