On the flight, everyone dressed like this was a Co-Pilot, and the Co-Pilot of this flight was—Chen Rui.
"So, are we just dreaming?" Yu Shiming voiced the question that lingered in everyone's minds.
"That can indeed be one way to look at it, but it's not entirely accurate. After the plane lands, there will be a reception prepared for you. The specifics will be communicated to you then. Don't come up with excuses about not having time; you were clearly informed about this when you signed the Dream Agreement, even if you might have forgotten," Chen Rui said, not lingering in first class but heading straight into the cockpit.
"And one more thing, please don't think of this as some sort of kidnapping. The procedures regarding your signing of the Dream Agreement will be sent to each of your phones before the reception."
Though they had many questions, they could only keep them to themselves for now, while each person felt relieved by one thought: "This is really just a dream."
At this moment, everyone quietly engaged in their own thoughts:
"I have something to say to you," Xu Yao said to Xu Tao.
"Let's wait until after the reception. Don't embarrass yourself here."
"How about we get married?" Guo Luxing asked.
"Sure," Lin Yan replied, lying back in her seat without opening her eyes.
"Although I have many flaws and shortcomings, even struggling with work... but what about you?"
"Me? Forget it. You're already such a mess; I'm not going to pick up after you."
"Come on~ don't be so insincere!"
"Let's get married too. Look at our ages; shouldn't we consider finding a lifelong partner?" Yu Shiming observed Guo Luxing trying to seize the moment with Liu Xiwen, but good intentions often remained just that—intentions...
"Who’s getting old? Who’s getting old? Who’s getting old? If you don’t understand this matter, don’t leave! I’m coming with you! You think I’m old? Then go find a younger girl; don’t come looking for me!" Liu Xiwen retorted, her mouth busy while her hands were not idle either, as she used all her strength to pinch Yu Shiming's ear.
"I was wrong, I was wrong, please be gentle, Auntie..."
Zhang Shi looked out at the clouds, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Is this a dream?"
Chen Rui entered the cockpit and was greeted by the sight of Wang Bolin sleeping in a recliner while Qiaoqin focused intently on the control stick.
Qiaoqin had removed her heavy makeup, and now her face resembled that of an unmade-up college student. Of course, Chen Rui knew this was the result of her makeup skills being so impressive that most people wouldn't even realize she had been wearing any.
Chen Rui walked over to Wang Bolin and slapped him awake. Startled, Wang Bolin instinctively swung a punch at Chen Rui, his movements so practiced that it was clear these two had gone through this routine many times before.
Qiaoqin couldn't help but laugh at their antics. "Don't disturb him; he worked really hard last night."
"Hey! What kind of shameless things did you do at work? You beast, spill it!" Chen Rui pointed his left hand like a sword at Wang Bolin's forehead, while his right hand mimicked holding a sword.
"Hey! Where's your sense of professionalism? You're just a middle schooler at heart," Wang Bolin said as he pushed Chen Rui's hand away and began to take over the driving.
"Oh come on, how can you still have the nerve to face me? What shameless things did you do last night? I can see you're exhausted; your aura is dark," Chen Rui teased, repeatedly patting Wang Bolin's shoulder with a mischievous grin.
"What did we do? She practiced her makeup all night while I was on duty until just now. I guess I am a bit worn out," Wang Bolin replied, rolling his eyes.
"Then I'll leave this to you," Qiaoqin said as she took off her headphones and stood up with a playful smile before leaving.
"Did you really not do anything?"
"Really! We're not even in a romantic relationship; it's just work-related. At most, we could call ourselves friends or maybe close friends," Wang Bolin sighed. "But when relationships get too close, it feels like we can't be friends anymore. She's my crush."
"I can't stand you; you're almost thirty and still don't have a steady partner," Chen Rui said as he sat down in his seat, looking sympathetic.
"Shut up! Do you have one? Are you any better? It's all nonsense. If we walk out together, college students will call us 'uncles.' What's the difference?" Wang Bolin mocked.
"I'm just like you. I want to get married. Isn't it just a matter of two or three? Like you, how many girls are chasing me?" "I saw a cow in front of me? What's going on? The cow flew up?" "Are you? "A714, a714, this is it." After landing, the plane did not taxi to the remote apron or terminal like a normal Flight, but taxied directly to the hangar. There was someone to pick him up. VIP guests have direct access to the hotel. Seeing that Chen Rui did not follow, Zhang Shi found someone and asked, "Aren't you guys going?" "The staff will not go to the hotel first, but will go to the company to report and then change clothes and go to the hotel." According to the instructions from the upper management The method is: How can you represent the company in casual clothes? In fact, I don’t have many opinions on the company’s uniforms. Customized suits and ties of different colors for different levels. For ladies, the collar color is pure black for Level A, dark gray for Level B, dark blue for Level C, and medium for Level D. Blue, Level E and uniform light gray. The texture of the suit is not necessary, it is absolutely exquisite. The design is trendy and bold but also stable. If you look closely, it can be regarded as quite satisfactory. What everyone hates is reporting back to the company. In fact, it is nothing, but the superiors require that they summarize their actions as soon as they return to the company and submit them according to the hierarchy. The management personnel need to review and approve the reports of the lower-level staff. You can then submit it together with your own report, which leads to a problem: the higher the level, the more painful it is! According to Chen Rui: The person who made this rule must have never served in the Execution Team, and may have never even been on the team, and has no idea of the hard work behind this seemingly simple task. As for the A Group that Chen Rui is responsible for, there are 1 person in the Execution Team, 11 people in the Support Team, 17 people in the Coordination Team, and 1 person in the Recording Team. Not counting myself, there are 7 people. Just reading the report requires reading the entire report, and also corrects the annotation errors of the sub-management, which consumes a lot of energy. So for this work, Chen Rui adopts the method of putting it off as long as possible, doing it a little bit at a time. Anyway, every time there is a task, it is lucky to have it once a month. As long as it is handed in before the next task, it will be fine. Anyway, the above are used to this rhythm. And Chen Rui has figured out the routine. In these report sheets, the upper-level leaders only read the subordinate reports and instructions, and do not read the lower ones, so Chen Rui simply doesn’t read them. What about the leaders of each group? Check it out, I can just change it a little bit.
Chen Rui changed his clothes and headed to the hotel, not because he was eager to see those people, but simply because he wanted to grab a bite to eat. After all, the hotel was a subsidiary of the company, so why not take advantage of it?
As soon as Chen Rui stepped through the hotel doors, he realized that this idea might have been a mistake.
Guo Luxing, Lin Yan, Yu Shiming, Liu Xiwen, Xu Tao, Xu Yao, and Zhang Shi were all waiting in the hotel lobby, and it seemed like this rabbit was very anxious to crash into the book.
Chen Rui awkwardly smiled and asked, "Have you all eaten?"
A moment of silence followed until Lin Yan burst out laughing. "Sorry, sorry! I didn't mean to."
Yu Shiming also chuckled. "Aren't we just waiting for you, our little rabbit?"
"Get away from me, you gay!" Liu Xiwen pushed Yu Shiming aside. "Isn't that our hero Chen Rui? Where did that spirit of generosity go? Or are you all just good at acting?"
"We can't act with customers; customers are gods. If a customer gets angry, that's like making the creator angry. If the creator is upset, how can we mere mortals survive?"
"Alright, let's explain about the 'dream' situation."
"Oh, I almost forgot! Wait a moment; I'll send you the video." Chen Rui quickly pulled out his phone, his long fingers flying across the touchscreen. "If you have any questions after watching it, feel free to ask. But shouldn't we discuss this in the conference room? It's not appropriate to sit here in the lobby."
The group made their way to the conference room on the second floor, which was where the Action Team's summary meeting would be held. On their way there, all seven received a video.
"Take a look; this is everything you wanted to know."
The video was actually recorded when Dreamers signed their entry into the dream agreement. To provide a more realistic environment for those entering dreams, 99% of Dreamers had to erase all memories related to 'dreams' before becoming dreamers themselves. Of course, timing might not be precise, so they uniformly recorded the signing of the agreement for later explanation.
Regarding memory erasure, most Dreamers only fully understood the truth about 'dreams' right before entering them for the last time, making it easier for their memories to be wiped.
After watching the video, everyone fell silent. Each person's video was different; however, to clarify matters effectively, the company had introduced a special agreement: Dreamers could record themselves without supervision for a period of time in the video so that they could accept things more easily after waking up. This video would be strictly encrypted and inaccessible to staff members, providing ample space for proving and explaining this matter.
"Now I have a question," Zhang Shi asked Chen Rui after watching the video. "Will this memory erasure harm the brain?"
Chen Rui smiled. "No, it's more like a hypnotic forgetfulness rather than actual memory erasure. You don't really lose that memory; it's just locked away in some part of your brain. If you have the willpower to think about it, or if enough time has passed and the timeline in your mind starts to ripple, you might very well recall it."
"Exactly, maybe one day in the future, it will suddenly come back to you," Lin Yan asked. "Is that what you mean?"
"Yes, strictly speaking, your memories haven't been erased; we've just adjusted the timeline of those memories. You might be desperately trying to remember what happened yesterday, but that time could have been blurred to a year or even longer ago, which is why you can't recall it. That's basically the idea."
"Wow, high-tech!" Guo Luxing couldn't help but exclaim. "But what's your purpose? Is it just for our little dream fee?"
"A rich person is still a rich person; five million Renminbi is just a small amount! This question isn't within my responsibility, and I don't have the authority to answer it, so let's skip this topic."
"The country shouldn't care about a few five millions. Alright, let me ask another question: how do you plan to use this technology in the future?" Guo Luxing shamelessly threw out a low-level trap.
"I still can't explain this area; frankly, I'm not too clear on it myself," Chen Rui said, unconsciously rubbing his neck with his right hand.
"What can't we ask? What can we ask?" Liu Xiwen complained.
"You can ask when the banquet starts. I can't take it anymore; let me go fill my stomach first, or I won't be able to eat anything later."
"Get lost!"
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