The two young men not only reached an alliance, but also in a legitimate competitive relationship, for the two of them to compete head-on is much better than secretly engaging in all kinds of conspiracies, Niu Ben's method of dealing with and resolving the contradiction between him and Huang Zeyin this time cannot be said to be bad.

And Zhang Tong and Jiang Hua, who are secretly observing all this, must also admit that these two children have special personalities that ordinary children do not have.

This special personality is what makes them so different. Zhang Tong was very pleased with this.

However, seeing that the two 12-year-old teenagers could solve their relationship problems, Zhang Tong felt a little panicked inexplicably, because the matter between him and Jiang Hua had not been resolved.

Jiang Hua said that there was a hurdle in his heart that he couldn't cross. And this hurdle is related to Song Renjie. And a large part of the key to solving Song Renjie's matter lies in that classmate Zhang Moxuan.

If it is simple and rude to directly aphrodisiac Zhang Moxuan, it is not impossible. But if you really do it so simply, rudely, and directly, then wouldn't you be the same as a villain? You are a decent gentleman, Zhang Tong is convinced of this.

He firmly believes that he is a good person. However, time is pressing, and it is best for him to solve Zhang Moxuan's problem before Song Renjie returns to the capital, otherwise many things will be delayed after Song Renjie returns to the capital.

However, the previous conversation with Chen Xiaomei made Zhang Tong realize that Zhang Moxuan may not be as simple as it seems on the surface.

After all, how can a normal person be so loving. I even like the vacuum cleaner and the exhaust pipe, so I'm afraid it's not sick, right?

Zhang Tong's doubts are not unreasonable. So Zhang Tong decided to do one thing, that is, to take advantage of the free time these days to observe Zhang Moxuan carefully.

And Zhang Moxuan didn't know that he had been targeted by a terrible guy, and his early warning radar didn't give him any instructions. So Zhang Moxuan still works and lives as usual, but he doesn't know that all the information he has has begun to be slowly grasped by Zhang Tong.

Zhang Moxuan got up early in the morning as usual. I woke up at 7 o'clock in the morning on time. After a simple wash, I put on my sportswear and jogged outside for half an hour, and came back with a breakfast of soy milk and buns.

It seems that he is no different from all normal Huaihai citizens. If anything, it's probably his job. After breakfast, he usually starts his work at eight o'clock, and Zhang Moxuan's work on the bright side is writing.

He is a best-selling author. At the same time, he is also an artist who helps some writers in the Toyo side of the denki library draw the original character design, as well as the original illustration.

Zhang Moxuan is a person whose work progresses very quickly. In just three hours in the morning, he completed 3,000 words of text work and drew an original sketch of his character.

This is a bit too efficient, and it can take up to a day for the average person to complete such a job. After all, Zhang Moxuan's is taking the path of physical publishing. The requirements for words are slightly higher. At least a full text of typos is not a no.

And after finishing the morning's work, Zhang Moxuan usually chooses to go out for a meal, anyway, he doesn't fire himself, and usually chooses to eat out.

Because he found that when he went to Zhang Tong's shop recently or met Jiang Hua, he no longer had the feeling of staring into the abyss.

So after thinking about it, Zhang Moxuan still chose to go to Zhang Tong's small shop to eat, because the food in Zhang Tong's store is really delicious and delicious, and it is even better than what the big restaurants outside make.

But it's a little strange today, when I went to Zhang Tong's shop today, Zhang Tong saw himself smiling. And I also gave myself a bowl of yellow croaker soup with pickled cabbage.

I have to say that the taste of Zhang Tong's cooking of these dishes is really good, and the yellow croaker soup with pickled cabbage is sour and fresh, refreshing and appetizing.

After lunch, Zhang Moxuan returned to work at home. Because the work within the jihadist organization does not need to be supervised every day, he is only the liaison manager of Huaihai in this regard. However, it does not directly intervene in the management of the affairs of the organization in all aspects of the operation of enterprises on this side of Huaihai.

And it's also important to maintain your semblance of identity. Zhang Moxuan's new book is approaching the deadline, and he now needs to speed up the time-coding so that he can complete all the tasks before the deadline.

worked until about 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and Zhang Moxuan would go out to buy a cake and come back for afternoon tea. Since then, Zhang Moxuan's day's work has come to an end.

In all respects, everything Zhang Moxuan did was very normal, and he didn't see any strange aspects.

This also made someone who was secretly observing a little puzzled, could it be that Chen Xiaomei's observation results were wrong? No, Chen Xiaomei was still brilliant in the use of this ability, and what she said should be credible.

But there is nothing unusual or wrong about Zhang Moxuan's observation. Like everyone else, he looked perfectly normal.

So how did Chen Xiaomei show Zhang Moxuan's fraternity? Someone who was secretly watching was a little anxious right now.

And Zhang Moxuan, who didn't know that he was being secretly observed, after eating the cake and resting for a while, suddenly sat upright on the chair in front of his computer without moving, looking at his computer with blank eyes.

Zhang Tong, who was secretly observing, suddenly found that Zhang Moxuan seemed to be a little wrong.

Zhang Tong felt as if he had smelled something unusual.

And the direction of events proved Zhang Tong's guess, because something unusual did happen.

Because Zhang Moxuan, who originally looked good, suddenly stood up and untied his pants. And did some unspeakable things to his computer.

"Damn, spicy eyes!" Zhang Tong felt that his eyes were about to go blind. If it weren't for the power of electromagnetism to block his voice, Zhang Tong felt that he would definitely have to shout.

For Zhang Tong, what Zhang Moxuan is doing now is too incomprehensible.

What is this for? If you open a small movie or something, Zhang Tong thinks it's understandable. But what is this now?

Zhang Tong resisted the urge to rush over and knock Zhang Moxuan unconscious with a punch. After Zhang Moxuan, who was waiting, finished his work, he wanted to see Zhang Moxuan's reaction later.

A few minutes later, Zhang Moxuan was finished, and he seemed to suddenly come back to his senses and look at everything he had done. Zhang Moxuan suddenly broke down and cried.

And Zhang Tong, who was secretly observing him, looked confused, what the hell is going on? What happened?