Dream of being a big boss.

"Seriously, brother, I've come all the way, and your dreams are the most rustic. But strictly speaking, what kind of dream can you count on? Isn't this something that can be done casually? How to do it? Do you still need me to teach you such a simple thing? Come, let me give you a brief explanation, two steps, one is that you quit your job now and run home, and tell your family that you want to be the boss, and the other is to ask your family to make you a million, and after these two steps, how can you be a boss? ”

The first prize in the Dream Flight Weapon Contest is a prize.

"Brother, this dream is also very easy to do, really, let me give you an idea, you start saving money now, according to your current salary level, and continue to eat or drink for a hundred years, you can almost squeeze the tail sponsor of the flying magic weapon competition, become a sponsor yourself, and get a first prize in a dark box operation, isn't it beautiful?"

Dream of becoming the president of the United States.

"Ambition! Personally, I absolutely support you, friend! But let me ask more, according to your conditions, Lao Mei estimates that he will have to cut his IQ by one-third in order to communicate with you happily, listen to my advice, go out for a walk after work, breathe in the fresh aura, and then you should still do something. ”

The list goes on and on.

In this way, Ji An went all the way from the entrance of the breeding center to the innermost biology laboratory, and then transferred from the biology laboratory back to the external exhibition room.

The staff of the entire breeding center saw Ji An coming from a distance, and they were scared, for fear that the other party would catch themselves and say "Do you have any dreams?"

"It's heart-wrenching, do I have any dreams about him? ”

"It's not too much to kill this kind of person, I'll tell you. ”

"But why do I think what he said makes sense?"

"What's the point? It's just a bunch of fallacies. ”

"Wait, did you hear anything? Or is my divine sense wrong?"

The outstanding talents who were originally gathered around to discuss eagerly and criticize Ji An, when they heard the voice of the last person, they were like frightened birds, and they scattered in an instant.

More and more people are converging on a shrewd and capable female elite.

I saw her simple long hair tied up, light makeup, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, white skin like fine porcelain, hair color like heavy satin, and graceful beauty.

It is the highest real power leader who serves as the director of the breeding center, Jindan Zhenren, Jinyan Fairy.

opened the summons paper crane that asked her for help one after another, and heard the accusations of blood and tears one after another, the fairy with the golden face endured it, and finally couldn't hold back, and rose up: "It's too much! I'll look for him!"

The boss is trying his best to improve the enthusiasm of his employees, what is the matter with Ji An? How can he be like this, he doesn't care about anything, and he goes straight to attack the other party as soon as he comes up?

If this continues, the staff of the entire center will lose their passion, and in the end, the system will be paralyzed, and who will be responsible for the ecological collapse of the center?

The more he thought about it, the more vigorous the flame in the golden face fairy's chest became.

pinched the magic trick, poked his divine thoughts out of his body, located where Ji An was now, and lifted the long gauze skirt skirt without thinking about it, and flew away from the waiting area for guests.

The actions of the fairy with golden faces are undisguised, and she is menacing.

At this time, Tang Cha, who was staying in the guest waiting area, nodded towards Ji An and reminded him: "Boss, she is here." ”

Ji An showed a confident smile, indicating that he was confident.

The Golden Face Fairy was traveling faster than Ji An and Tang Cha had imagined, but fortunately, Ji An was prepared in advance.

The closed door of the guest waiting area opened, and the welcome spirit bamboos placed on both sides swayed, and the golden-faced fairy with a long skirt broke in in a hurry.

"Ji ......" The golden face fairy's red lips opened slightly, and she had just blurted out a word, and her footsteps and her thoughts were fixed there.

What did she see?

It was difficult for the Golden Face Fairy to describe what she saw, because it was so strange.

What is going on in the mind of a bastard who doesn't do anything serious when he comes in, but is just beating people, and suddenly turns into a good student and smiles gently?

What does Ji Ann do now?

He stayed with the staff and guests in the waiting area, and the closest to him were the three hunchbacked old men sitting side by side on the sofa, and the one sitting in the middle was the one opposite Ji An.

The hunchbacked little old man's face was stiff, his wrinkles were quirky, his face was aging to the point that he was not looking good, his hands and feet were constantly trembling, and if he got closer, he would smell the foul stench coming from his body, which was the breath of corrupt flesh, and it was also the way for the supreme natural heavenly way to announce that someone was about to say goodbye to this world.

Under normal circumstances, the old monk is rarely willing to go out, because letting others smell the decay of his flesh is a shame for the monk who has searched the avenue all his life.

Unless there is something unavoidable......

Now I went out in person, ran to the spirit beast breeding center under the Ji family, and personally selected a spirit beast cub for my relatives and friends, hoping that these people who were sad because of his death could pin this emotion on this spirit beast cub.

The monk's emotions have always been weak, and perhaps his relatives and friends will not shed a tear for him after his death, but will only quarrel over the property he left behind, or maybe not.

Ji An only didn't know that he didn't find anything soaked in potion to wash the old monk's feet, nor did he sit next to the old monk.

Keeping at a suitable and not too intimate distance, breathing normally through his nose, and not showing the slightest abnormality on his face, Ji An spoke patiently and meticulously with him, his tone was steady, neither intimate nor cold: "There are many spirit animal cubs that our breeding center can provide for you, this depends on what needs you have, what kind of spirit beasts does the uncle usually like?"

And when he introduced the cubs in detail in the breeding center, Ji An's eyes were incredibly gentle, and there was a reserved and proud smile on his face, as if all the spirit beasts in it had poured his life's work into it.

Ji An's expression was too sincere, he was talking to the old monk on an equal footing, not treating each other preferentially because of their age, not being rebellious about each other's dress, and the two of them seemed to be just two old friends meeting on the street, relaxed and casual, precisely because the tone was too ordinary, but there was a kind of elegant and watery warmth.

Coupled with his natural appearance, once the facial lines are softened, it will naturally reveal a powerful and incomparably persuasive force.