Closer to Revealing My True Self-Chapter 768 - 493: Stand Up!_3

In the room, it was just Feng Yi and the other person.

The visitor smiled amiably, "I had heard quite a bit about you before the exercise, and I have worked with Director He. Director He expressed high praise and expectation for you."

Because he was busy with work, he had not paid much attention to matters outside the project. He came to know of Feng Yi when he heard colleagues talking about the variety show "Survivor" as they were laying the groundwork for the live maneuvers, learning quite a bit about him.

He heard that Feng Yi had supported "Survivor" since its first episode, and his younger cousin was one of the guests on the show.

"I’ve always thought you supported the Butterfly Project," he said.

"I indeed do," Feng Yi replied.

"But it seems President Yue doesn’t agree much."

"Do you expect me to persuade him?"

"Is that possible?"

"I’m sorry, it’s not."

"Why not?"

"Because the person making the decision is me," Feng Yi said.

The visitor was taken aback, confused, as if he hadn’t heard clearly, "...What do you mean?"

Feng Yi smiled faintly and said, "The one who made the ’opposition’ due to unknown variables was me."

The visitor did not speak for a while.

He looked at Feng Yi.

He looked into Feng Yi’s eyes.

Despite the light smile on his face, those eyes were calm, as if devoid of any warmth, and seemed to harbor countless complex secrets in the pupils.

Suddenly, he grasped the meaning of Feng Yi’s words.

Before coming to talk to Feng Yi, he had reviewed the young man’s profile and thought he understood Feng Yi well.

But now, at this moment, the person before him felt incredibly unfamiliar.

Leaving the room and saying farewell, he turned back for another look.

At this time, Yue Gongyang and his wife had just finished their conversation with others and were approaching Feng Yi.

He watched how Yue Gongyang and his wife interacted with Feng Yi.

No matter how intimate their expressions were, Yue Gongyang and Ji Fan always maintained a very subtle distance from Feng Yi.

But it wasn’t emotional estrangement.

He analyzed these observations in his mind as he encountered other guests along the way.

There were many guests who brought young people to broaden their horizons at this live exercise.

The closeness and casualness between these guests and the younger ones, whether jesting or arguing, whether in stern conversation or physical interaction, always carried the demeanor of an elder.

He thought again of how Yue Gongyang and his wife treated Feng Yi.

Reflecting on it now, and analyzing carefully, the subtle distance between them seemed more like... a form of respect and deference.

The trees on both sides of the road rustled in the wind.

The night breeze was brisk, and the waves crashed against the base’s boundary with a thunderous sound.

The next day, the second round of voting took place.

Some guests had heavy hearts, while others seemed relaxed and easygoing.

Before entering the assembly hall, Andrei again saw Yue Gongyang and a few others. He was about to greet them when he suddenly noticed...

Something was off!

He looked at the positions of Yue Gongyang and his wife Ji Fan, then at Feng Yi, and finally, his gaze fell back on Yue Gongyang, giving him an inquisitive look.

Yue Gongyang spread his hands, making a helpless "what can I do? I have no control over him" expression.

Andrei fell silent.

The same scene had occurred when they first arrived at the base and met.

The same expression, yet the meaning seemed different from before.

Or perhaps, was it actually the same?

At this moment, Yue Gongyang and his wife lagging slightly behind Feng Yi was not about avoidance and retreat, but more like... a transfer of status!

When Andrei looked at Feng Yi again, instead of the casual, joking manner he had previously used to call him "kid," he became benevolent and amiable:

"Good morning~"

"Good morning."

Feng Yi nodded politely in response, then entered the assembly hall with Yue Gongyang and Ji Fan.

Andrei, left standing there, watched their departing backs.

"Things... got interesting," he said.

He fitted himself with a new oxygen tank and took deep breaths of oxygen.

The pattern on the oxygen tank featured gleaming thunder and lightning.