Chapter 324: The Little Emperor

On the evening of October 7, 1997, Zheng Xuanqi, who had not slept at night, sat alone on the balcony, flipping through a book of "Digital Survival" written by Negroponte------ the taste of printed paper is indeed different from that of downloading to a microdisk. When closing the last page, Zheng Xuanqi picked up the pen and wrote a few times: 2007, Watson, exponential development.

The bright lights of the villa reflect Zheng Xuanqi, who is deep in thought, which is more alternative and unique, but whether it is a housekeeper, a servant, a security guard, or a veteran elite, they are gradually accustomed to it. The owner of this luxury villa, this approachable teenager, is like a black hole under his skin, attracting all those who have come into contact with him, awe, gratitude, love, etc., and at this time, Zheng Xuanqi is shuttling through the clouds of time and space.

Anyone who follows Silicon Valley knows that there is an adage: everything that can be simulated can be digitized, everything that can be stored can be stored, everything that can be stored can be analyzed with powerful computer systems and software, everything learned from it can be immediately applied, old things can be done better, and new things will be possible.

On the winding dark mountain road, the front and back of the beige lights from far and near, and soon drove into the villa gate, and after a while, a rapid "pedaling", the sound of high heels hitting the tiles rippled with the air.

"Uncle He, I, he, he's back?" The strength of the sprint all the way has not slowed down, looking at Steward He who suddenly blocked the way, Chen Qianqian, who was dressed in a certain school student clothes, asked uneasily.

"Well, it's been a few days since I came back, but Zheng Shao gave an order, so I didn't alarm many people, especially Xiaoqian, you were busy participating in the interview during this time, and you lived in the school, Zheng Shao even specially ordered, so ------" Steward He said with a serious face, but as he spoke, his right eye suddenly blinked a few times mischievously.

Although he didn't confirm that Zheng Shao could still hear the speech between him and Xiao Qian through the two doors, according to Tulong's words, some people with advanced martial arts have very keen facial features, and he Tulong is a person who can hear sound positioning, not to mention Monk Dan and Zheng Shao, who now doesn't know the depth at all. Who would have thought of jumping from a height of more than ten meters and a width of nearly five meters, even if it jumped into the water, it was still alive and intact. The long-standing and mysterious and weird history of Chinese martial arts made Steward He, a layman, suddenly feel that some of the Jiangyang thieves, heroes and heroes in the plot of martial arts novels, and some of their superhuman martial arts are indeed true, and they have not been broken even in today's modern society.

"The school interview passed, do you see my school uniform, school uniform?" Chen Qianqian immediately understood what Steward He meant, and answered. A little sweat oozed from his pink face, and his eyes couldn't hide his gratitude and confidence, but when he talked about clothes, he was suddenly stunned and stuck in his throat. Chen Qianqian remembered the devil-like etiquette training some time ago, and reflexively adjusted her posture automatically.

"Zheng Shao, he is reading a book, today's book is a little different, all of them are just obtained during the day, they are all originals, very profound! According to common sense, for a while, I shouldn't be optimistic about it. Steward He answered unconfidently. In the past few days, Steward He has completely understood the difference between geniuses, generalists and mortals, if the British masters and family members he served in the past, collecting rare books and reading group books diligently is a kind of gentleman's self-cultivation and improvement, then Zheng Xuanqi is comparable to a computer, an intelligent machine like a sponge absorbing water, crazy and unrestrained.

Seeing Chen Qianqian clean up the panic just now, Steward He nodded slightly. The little sparrow in the past, after a period of "torment", has grown into a peacock that is beginning to show its charm.

"Calculate the time, the tonic stewed in the kitchen should be about the same, I'll go over and take a look, if it's okay, let Anne bring it." Steward He smiled slightly, got out of the way, and prepared to go downstairs.

Chen Qianqian, who understood the meaning of Steward He's words, immediately said gratefully: "Uncle He, thank you!"

No one is good for a thousand days, and there is no red for a hundred days; After all, Jiang is still old and spicy, Chen Qianqian doesn't understand at this time, but it doesn't mean that in the future, especially when she enters a specific interpersonal circle, she will not be able to learn.

Fade the fandel and put on the veil, and the faintly visible ketones highlight the "toxicity" of temptation under the devil's training. After overcoming the last reserve and surrendering all her heart to Zheng Xuanqi------ first sexual experience made Chen Qianqian experience the true happiness of being a woman, and she was inextricably intoxicated under the red pill.

"Why didn't you tell me when you came back?" asked Chen Qianqian, who was curled up in Zheng Xuanqi's arms, hypocritically. There is not the slightest blame, and some are only melancholy and pity.

"Well, do you remember your original intention of working in the hotel?" Zheng Xuanqi asked while hugging his body, which was about the same height as himself, but soft and smooth, smelling the fragrance of the bath, and did not answer the question directly.

It's just a question that is off topic, Chen Qianqian suddenly tensed, and said timidly: "You, do you care?"

"The customer is God, and the reason is the excuse! Your personnel manager told you this on the first day of training, right?" Zheng Xuanqi naturally knew that the woman in his arms was a little biased, but he didn't explain, just patted Chen Qianqian's arm like a jade lotus slightly, and continued to ask.

Zheng Xuanqi, who has stepped into the threshold of psychology, has mastered the skills of how to guide, influence and even control the consciousness of others under the perspective of the human heart, especially those who have weak willpower and are easily affected by the environment and emotions, not to mention women who are caught in the whirlpool of love, their reason is often close to that of three-year-old children in this situation.

"Think about it from her side, I will brainwash you newcomers in her position like this, even more than her, all walks of life have its rules of the game, and the service industry is especially the brunt. The hotel you used to work in, to put it mildly, is the gateway to the cosmopolitan city of Hong Kong. If you want to work here, even if you are an ordinary waiter, you don't have a solid capital, and you just rely on enthusiasm and passion, and passing five levels and six will be the minimum threshold; Zheng Xuanqi gently kissed the tip of the woman's ear in his arms, and then said, "And your original intention is to have a job, and you want to occupy a place in that land of red dust by personal struggle." Zheng Xuanqi grabbed the back of Chen Qianqian's hand and pointed ahead, and she took the car back in the direction.

"Cute!

Two simple words, but Zheng Xuanqi became serious.

"Life is full of choices, just as you chose to block bullets for me. I believe that the bullet, you did not hesitate at the time, and it was not out of a professional impulse. Zheng Xuanqi suddenly clenched his fists as he spoke, and naturally held Chen Qianqian's hand in the palm of his hand, "So, when I choose, you can only be my woman in this life!"

"Flutter!"

A soft fluttering sound resolved Chen Qianqian's uneasiness and cranky thoughts. Although the sea league mountain is romantic, it is enchanting and domineering, so that Chen Qianqian is infatuated, loved and intoxicated at this moment, it is like a fixed wind pearl, and the only thing that has a moment of scenery is someone's age that is not very compatible with it, and a child emperor who can't allow others to sleep soundly on the side of the couch.