I'm Jealous Of Myself Everyday (QT)

A Guide to Poverty Alleviation for Bar Waiters (Part 9)

　　Wei Ye never saw that group of people again, no matter what methods Lan Ting used. It seemed he was only superficially carefree; in reality, he was quite shrewd and likely wielded considerable power.
　　However, Wei Ye had already discovered that none of the system fragments were simple characters.

　　Lan Ting started going to the tattoo parlor every few days, sometimes talking to Xue Guangyu in the office, sometimes hanging out with Wei Ye.
　　This guy was high-profile, always waiting for Wei Ye at the main gate after work; the tall, handsome man leaning against his silver motorcycle was a sight to behold.
　　Everyone knew he had become friends with this great magician, leaving Wei Ye constantly basking in the envious glances of his colleagues, and even having customers asking for Lan Ting's contact information.

　　Rich, free, good at food and fun, and especially good at entertaining people.
　　Wei Ye sighed, "Luckily it's me; anyone else would have been won over by him long ago."

　　001 Mechanical Voice: [Please do not invest too much emotion in one conquest, lest it affect other tasks.]

　　Wei Ye smiled and said, "You're finally talking to me?"
　　Receiving no response, Wei Ye's eyes crinkled with laughter.

　　He found 001 quite interesting.
　　Ever since he abruptly interrupted it last time, 001 hadn't spoken up on its own initiative. It only spoke when it was related to the mission, no longer offering any chat services.

　　Wei Ye knew that 001 had awakened its self-awareness, but before, he had only treated it as a system that could chat and relieve boredom. But today, he suddenly discovered that 001 could even have conflicts with its host.
　　It seemed that the system that had awakened its consciousness was actually a completely emotionally healthy human being.

　　Wei Ye was at work, and as he carried a bottle of wine upstairs to the second floor, he teased the system, "System brother, are you angry with me...?"

　　"Ah!" A woman's scream suddenly pierced the air. Wei Ye recognized Sheng Qingqing's voice, his expression changed, and he threw the wine directly onto his colleague's tray, "I'll go down and see!"

　　In the lobby on the first floor, a middle-aged man was dragging Sheng Qingqing out the door with her around her neck, holding a broken wine bottle in his hand, the sharp shards waving around, scaring everyone away.

　　Wei Ye rushed downstairs, but Sister Wang saw him and grabbed him. "He's drunk! Are you crazy for rushing up there?"

　　Wei Ye frowned and asked, "What happened?"

　　Sister Wang explained to him in a low voice that the man claimed to be Sheng Qingqing's adoptive father and wanted to take her away. Seeing that Sheng Qingqing was unwilling, the bodyguards tried to stop him, but her adoptive father, thinking he was about to be beaten, suddenly smashed a wine bottle and kidnapped Sheng Qingqing.

　　Sheng Daquan was now reeking of alcohol, his eyes bloodshot, clearly having lost his mind. Some bodyguards wanted to go over, but were afraid he would really hurt Sheng Qingqing.
　　"I'm taking my own daughter away, why can't you let me?" Sheng Daquan kept shouting, accusing Sheng Qingqing of being heartless and not taking care of her adoptive father in his old age.

　　"Is what he said true? Then she really doesn't know how to be grateful." Sheng Daquan spoke pitifully, and some people who didn't know the truth actually looked at Sheng Qingqing strangely.

　　A circle of people stood around, no one went up, only Wei Ye stepped forward. "Using your own daughter's safety to threaten others, don't you find it ridiculous when you say these things?"