He just broke up with his girlfriend and is already living with the devilish rich girl.

At the back door of the supermarket, a lone light bulb hangs above the door frame, its dim yellow light swaying gently in the night breeze.

Bai Ziheng sat on the wooden box, leaning against the wall, with a half-smoked cigarette dangling from his mouth.

The catgirl sitting next to me also had a cigarette in her mouth and the same dead fish eyes.

The two sat side by side, neither speaking, silently exhaling smoke rings into the night sky.

Bai Ziheng was quite surprised at first.

That girl who's always so enthusiastic in the supermarket, whose eyes crinkle into crescents when she smiles, and who can sell a 3.5 yuan bottle of soy sauce with the flair of a Manchu Han Imperial Feast.

They even smoked and drank alcohol in private.

More importantly, it was the aura she exuded.

That kind of "class smell," tinged with the smell of everyday life and weariness, can only be smelled on people whose plans have been revised eighteen times by the client in their cubicles.

It was so thick it almost overflowed from her furry cat ears.

Don't worry about it.

The cat waved its paw again, and its ears twitched twice.

"That's how it is after working for a long time."

Bai Ziheng was silent for two seconds, then nodded solemnly: "I understand."

"Yes, understanding is everything."

The two of them took a drag of their cigarettes at the same time, leaned back against the wall at the same time, and half-opened their dead fish eyes, which had been worn smooth by life.

If a passerby were to walk by at this moment, they would probably think they had stumbled upon a pair of unfortunate brothers and sisters who had been repeatedly battered by life and had completely given up the struggle.

A moment later, Bai Ziheng slowly exhaled a puff of smoke into the night sky.

Watching the wisp of white vapor slowly dissipate in the halo of the light bulb.

She suddenly disappeared three days ago after accompanying Luo Yao to return that batch of goods.

He's nowhere to be seen during the day, only occasionally coming back at night. He opens the door, changes his shoes, goes into his room, crawls into his own bed, and is then dragged out.

"Are you worried about the boss?" Cat turned his head again, resting his chin on the hand holding the cigarette.

"I guess so. After all, she's the one who saved my life, and I was afraid she'd starve to death out there."

"Don't worry about her."

The cat took the cigarette out of its mouth and flicked off the ash.

"She has more than just supermarkets; I've been working for her for several years."

"Money? Hmm, money is probably the least valuable thing to her."

"She has sidelined several large companies. On the surface, the CEOs give passionate speeches about values, but behind the scenes, the real equity structure of those companies, and the ultimate controlling shareholders, are all our bosses."

"You haven't seen it. Last time, some fool tried to buy our supermarket, but after a month of investigation, he still couldn't figure out who owned the property."

Bai Ziheng twitched the corner of his mouth, which was holding a cigarette.

It turns out she wasn't joking when she said "I'll take care of you."

He paused for a moment, looked up at the few small insects fluttering under the streetlight, and began to seriously consider a question.

Or should I really call her "Mom"?

That would save you at least twenty years of hard work.

Just then, a flock of crows flew overhead.

A dense array of dark shadows swept across the gloomy night sky overhead.

Cat, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, leaned back, propped himself up with his hands, and looked up as the flock of crows disappeared between the buildings, his tone casual and nonchalant, as if he were enjoying watching a good show.

"Wow, what's the Special Administration doing today? How many batches have they sent already? Are they going to war?"

Bai Ziheng also raised his head, his gaze following the shadow of the last crow until it disappeared into the night.

He remembered the factory that the fox spirit named Qingyao had mentioned before. It had been three days and it still hadn't been resolved.

If it weren't for Luo Yao's intelligence, those people in the Special Administration Bureau probably still wouldn't know who the mole was.

This saying really applies to us these days.

Vehicle registration is processed faster than that of the traffic management bureau.

When it comes to debt collection, organized crime acts faster than the courts.

When it comes to investigating leads, underground intelligence is faster than official agencies.

"Don't worry, the boss is giving those humans a chance."

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean is, if these Special Administration Bureau people can't handle it, then the boss will step in. Of course, the boss doesn't have much power right now, so you'll definitely be the one rushing to the front."

Before he could finish speaking, a figure flashed in front of Bai Ziheng.

The night wind, carried by that figure, rushed over, causing Bai Ziheng's hair to fly back, and the sparks from his cigarette butt flashed brightly for a moment in the wind.

Zheng Xingguang stood in front of him, his chest rising and falling slightly, clearly having run all the way here.

Her eyes were filled with barely suppressed anxiety: "Brother-in-law! Have you seen my sister?"

Bai Ziheng held a cigarette in his mouth, his face expressionless.

So this form of address can't be changed?

He sighed inwardly, but still answered calmly, "I didn't see it. What's wrong?"

"Something's happened! Something's happened!"

Zheng Xingguang was so anxious that he didn't know where to put his hands.

"My unit... you could think of it as a law enforcement agency. Today they're having a large-scale operation, it's extremely dangerous."

"My sister is still injured and can't go, but she's very stubborn. We can't find her at the hospital right now, and I'm afraid she'll go and cause trouble by herself!"

Bai Ziheng took the cigarette out of his mouth and held it between his fingers, his expression unchanged: "Oh, I see. Sorry, I didn't see it."

"Okay... I can't drink with you today, I'll be going now, brother-in-law!"

After saying that, he moved with lightning speed, a blur of motion, and disappeared at the end of the alley.

Bai Ziheng glanced at the person beside him.

The catgirl who was just smoking a cigarette has somehow transformed back into her lucky cat form.

He glanced at the starless night sky, then slowly stood up.

Smother the cigarette with the stub at the edge of the wooden box.

"Please help watch the shop."

The ceramic lucky cat's eyes twitched, its mouth didn't open, but the sound rang directly in Bai Ziheng's mind.

"Hey bro, where are you going again? The boss said this is an internal matter for the Special Administration Bureau. Let them deal with their own mess. We'll step in if they really can't handle it."

"Besides, according to the boss's plan, you need to devour at least some more alien cores to be able to fight. Now go..."

Bai Ziheng had already taken a few steps, and with his back to the lucky cat, he casually raised his hand and waved it.

"I'll go for a walk nearby."

He walked along the alley, his figure gradually swallowed by the night.

And just after Bai Ziheng left.

The lucky cat has returned to its girl form.

She lit another cigarette and sighed.

"You can't reason with that damned ghost, meow~"

"Yeah, why is he always causing me so much trouble?"

"I don't know, meow. Maybe it's just human rebellion... meow?!"

The cat was startled again. Before it knew it, Luo Yao was already sitting in the spot where Bai Ziheng had been sitting, resting her chin on her hand and looking in the direction Bai Ziheng had left.

"Hey boss, meow~"

"However~" Luo Yao ignored the cat and squinted at the front.

"I actually quite like that about him... and I also want to find out who else, besides me, has put something inside his body..."