Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 359 - 262: Outstanding Individual Image_1

Feng Yi was writing the report when the United Protection Bureau and other law enforcement agencies made breakthrough progress in their investigations.

It had been confirmed that Wen Suolin was associated with the illegal breeding organization, and further investigations were ongoing.

However, those things were no longer Feng Yi’s concern; no investigators came to his door, and he put all his energy into the task report.

Finally, the task report was completed three days ahead of schedule!

He had Yi look through it once, and then had Steve help check it again, making a few minor corrections before submitting it to the team leader.

At the moment Feng Yi clicked [Submit] on the United Protection Bureau’s expert platform, he let out a heavy sigh of relief.

It was finally done!

Stretching lazily, Feng Yi stretched out, curling up to lean on his tail, and started browsing his phone to relax.

He inquired about the progress at the museum and learned that the number of models in the warehouse had increased.

While contacting the model-making team, Feng Yi placed an order for a mint blue centipede model.

The modelers’ team had now developed some resistance to modeling snakes and centipedes, working more efficiently and producing details that greatly satisfied Feng Yi.

Scrolling through his friends’ circle, he saw a new update from Feng Chi.

Feng Chi had finally gotten a day off and had swung by the supercar club, gathering with a few old friends.

Among the several group photos Feng Chi posted, there were indeed a few faces that Feng Yi recognized.

It had been a long time since he had left the Yang City circle, but looking at the photos, there were a few people whom he could not name, yet they felt familiar from their student days.

In the photos, seven or eight people were wearing slippers and T-shirts.

Feng Yi sent a message to Feng Chi:

[You guys wear slippers to drive?]

Feng Chi replied quickly:

[How is that possible! We change shoes for driving, but we wear slippers when we’re not, much more comfortable.]

[Is your task report done?]

Feng Yi: [Already submitted.]

Soon, Feng Chi initiated a video call.

Feng Yi reverted to his disguise and donned a long bathrobe.

As the video connected, Feng Chi saw Feng Yi in his attire and asked, "Just woke up from sleep?"

Feng Yi replied, "Not really, I just dress casually at home."

Feng Chi laughed heartily, "Haha! Same here!"

By this time, Feng Chi had already returned home from the club, reclining on the sofa with legs propped up, telling Feng Yi about his day out.

"The free time I fought hard for... Haozi just bought a convertible, so I went to test it out and then chatted and bragged with the others. It’s still the most comfortable with them."

Lately, besides teaching and training, Feng Chi had attended a few small entertainment gatherings and visited some seniors in the entertainment industry.

It was a time when he could understand what his mother meant by "Your mind isn’t cut out for cunning".

"In a few days, I’ll be going to my first variety show debut, and after that, my schedule might be tighter, with more restrictions and less leisurely time to play, and it won’t be as carefree either."

Feng Chi twiddled with a lock of hair hanging down, "Haozi’s new convertible is so cool! Once I earn my own money, I’ll buy one too!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Yi refrained from saying "Why buy more when you have so many cars?"

The circle Feng Chi mingled in required certain possessions, which also served as a form of proof and "qualifications"; without them, he would be ostracized.

Although Feng Chi seemed carefree, he had established many connections for his parents within this circle, which also benefited his own chosen path.

Choosing a path comes with its own pressures.

"Wish for your new convertible to arrive soon." Feng Yi said.

Feng Chi laughed and joked for a bit before sighing, "A convertible is to be driven when young. In a few more years, I won’t be the age for convertibles anymore."

Feng Yi asked, "Why? Are convertibles age-restricted?"

Feng Yi had seen people with graying hair driving convertibles just a few days ago.

"A few years later, it will be time to preserve the hairline! Success requires a sacrifice of the hairline!"

Feng Yi: "That’s quite a heavy topic."

Feng Chi: "Yeah, just imagine, driving with the top down, the wind suddenly picking up, blowing back an already receding hairline..."

Feng Yi: "..."

Feng Chi: "Our family tends to have a lot of hair. You see, those prone to baldness hardly drive convertibles anymore; it exposes too much. I already feel a sense of crisis. During this time of classes and training, even though I’ve been well-nourished, not a single hair fell out! It’s the overuse of the brain!"

Feng Yi unconsciously raised his hand to touch his hair.

Feng Chi: "Our family’s genes are strong right? Grandpa has so much hair at his age! Such strong genes, and I’m still losing so much hair – it’s unreasonable! It’s definitely from overthinking!"

"Of course, some uncles continue to enjoy convertibles," Feng Chi mentioned an example. "Haozi’s uncle, an elder of the supercar club, also comes to play from time to time. He especially loves driving convertibles, hardly ever raising the top unless it rains." fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Feng Yi: "Does his family have a lot of hair?"

Feng Chi: "No, he just doesn’t care! He doesn’t have a hairline left, not a single strand!"

Feng Yi: "..."

Feng Chi: "His uncle just shaves it all off. It’s just a bit chilly when racing."

Feng Yi: "... Then wear a wig?"

Feng Chi: "Wigs aren’t suitable for convertibles, ah. If it gets blown off, it’s even more embarrassing! Better to just accept it."

Recalling something, Feng Chi said, "Oh, I also heard someone mention you, about that ’Cobra’ of yours."

"Cobra" referred to the transformable toy car that Feng Yi received.