"Xiao Qian, do you remember Xiao Hua?"

On the way back to the classroom, in the dappled shade of the trees, two young people walking side by side were talking about something. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Mu Qian hummed, this naturally can't be forgotten casually.

Song Shijing thought about it, but still told Mu Qian: "I'll send him back." ”

Originally, when they left the town, Xiaohua was sent to Kunwu Mountain by Song Shijing, but I don't know what happened in Kunwu Mountain, Xiaohua was sent back to the town less than a week later.

Sent back?

Didn't you say that you could give Xiaohua another life? They also used this to conduct research......

"What's wrong?" Mu Qian was a little puzzled, but also raised some interest.

Song Shijing shook her head: "It was my grandfather who said it, and I don't know very well; Originally, the experiment was going to treat Xiaohua ......"

"Do you know what the treatment is?" Mu Qian asked.

Song Shijing was stunned for a moment, and then replied honestly: "I don't know, but my grandfather knows." ”

It should be to inject vitality into Xiaohua or something.

Extract life from other creatures, such as pigs and sheep to be slaughtered, and inject it into Xiaohua's body through that device.

Demons have the instinct to absorb demon energy, but Xiao Hua has not yet begun to demonize - without his guidance, it would be difficult for Xiao Hua to demonize, after all, he is a candidate for the demon king.

This difficulty is not 'absolutely impossible', there are other ways to bring out the potential of Xiaohua......

"Sometimes I wonder if I really want to save him," Mu Qian said halfway through his words, "Do you want to have a big dinner at night?" ”

Song Shijing's eyes were full of light: "Okay, good!" ”

"Then call Ren Ying to make an appointment, if she is free in the evening, let's go have a meal......"

Compared with Xiao Hua, who had decided to let it go, Mu Qian was more concerned about Ren Ying's current mood.

The reason why he didn't care about Ren Ying last night was because Lord Demon King didn't want the other party to rely too much on him, and he didn't want Ren Ying to have too much pressure......

Give her some time, let the strong Ren Ying heal the scars in her heart, and then go over to visit and greet - this is also a kind of respect.

Respect for friends.

The mobile phone can get through, Ren Ying seems to be busy, and her voice is a little tired.

Song Shijing asked with concern: "Xiao Yingying, haven't you slept all night?" ”

"I slept, but I didn't sleep well," Ren Ying's voice was a little weak, and she coughed softly. She said, "Help me tell Mu Mu." ”

Song Shijing hurriedly responded: "Okay, what's the matter, you say." ”

"Thank him for me," Ren Ying sighed softly, "In short, he understands." ”

Xiao Song glanced at Mu Qian, who nodded with a smile, indicating that he had heard it.

It seems that the scientific and technological level of the earth is not bad, and the chip he removed from the Yinluo can already be read.

Inside is everything that Mu Qian 'dreamed' last night.

Mu Qian said: "You ask her if she has time in the evening, let's have a meal together." ”

"Okay," Ren Ying instantly came to her senses, she had already heard Mu Qian's words, and replied happily: "Where are you going?" Come to me? Is there anything I need to prepare? ”

"Food, drinks, anyway, you can prepare everything you can!" Xiao Song explained confidently, and then looked at Mu Qian a little weakly.

Didn't she expose her shortcomings in front of her sweetheart just now, and successfully helped her competitors brush up a wave of good wives and good mother attribute values!

If you're not careful, you'll be the enemy......

Mu Qian thought about it, it was better not to implicate Dad Zhen, the fact that Mom and Xiaoling were going to come over on the weekend was enough for Dad Zhen's work.

"You can set the location, don't have too many people, be plain."

Mu Qian instructed on the side, directly crossed Song Shijing, who was holding a mobile phone, and had a conversation with Ren Ying.

Ren Ying had already turned up the call volume of her mobile phone to the maximum, and immediately nodded busily, her face, which had been sleepy and tired for a day, was radiant and full of youthful vitality.

Youth, in addition to the endless hormones, is the collagen of this bullet.

After a few more simple instructions, Mu Qian deliberately asked Ren Ying not to dress too formally, and Song Shijing, who was hanging next to her, bit her lip in various ways.

If she didn't have an evening dress, she would have to wear an evening dress even if she ate a roadside stall at night!

Hanging up the phone, Ren Ying seemed to have been seasick, and finally arrived on the shore, full of joy, and the beautiful aura had been lit up little by little, as if she was surrounded by wandering elves.

The entire conference room became unusually bright.

"Hmm......" A soft sound came out of the tip of Ren Ying's small nose, and she stretched her waist, as if she had just gotten up today.

Although it was already noon.

The conference room was quiet, and those middle-aged uncles all bowed their heads silently, afraid that their eyes would offend this young girl who was their boss.

An assistant who was very close to Ren Ying coughed, and Ren Ying realized that her image seemed to be a little wrong, and she instantly retracted her two hands.

In the corner of the conference room, a cigarette scar sat solemnly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Ahem," Ren Ying glanced at the long conference table, and a few guys couldn't help but chuckle a few times, but they covered their mouths instantly......

"Go ahead with the meeting, where did you just go...... Who's talking about it? ”

The uncle, who had been reporting for half an hour but had no sense of existence at all, burst into tears.

Ren Ying thought for a while and said directly: "Re-talk your proposal just now." ”

"Hey, okay." The uncle did not complain, and immediately lowered his head and began to talk about various professional fields, but Ren Ying's state had recovered, and he also felt a huge pressure, and his wording became more rigorous.

The meeting lasted all afternoon, and when the conference room was empty, Ren Ying stretched and called two female assistants to come over.

"What's the best restaurant in the City of Colors?"

"Chairman, are you talking about the consumption level or the star ......?"

"Environment."

"We do know a few."

Ren Ying nodded lightly: "Check the environment of these companies on the Internet, just use your mobile phone." ”

The two female assistants are usually considered high-income groups, and one of them is also a senior executive of the local branch, and was temporarily transferred to Ren Ying's side as an assistant.

Soon, the assistant swiped his phone a few times.

"Twenty-three to twenty-fifth floors of the Civic Building?"

Ren Ying is quite satisfied with this location, and she can also see the night view of the city of colors, "Help me book a few seats, choose a window seat, and don't have anyone around." ”

"Yes, chairman, I'll do it."

After thinking about it, Ren Ying looked down at the dress on her body.

Because of the needs of work, when she came here, she brought some small suits and skirts for work, and all kinds of expensive clothes for banquets......

Ren Ying muttered: "Mu Mu must still like me to wear a school uniform...... I've heard people say that boys with a personality like Mu Mu like their other half to be pure. ”

Pure?

Ren Ying looked down at her chest...... Well, compared to the head of the Wen family, she is indeed pure.

"Find a car to pick up people from Color High School, it should be twenty minutes after school by now, and it's just right now...... Are there any clothing stores nearby? ”

"Some of the chairmen."

"Take me there, it's cheaper."

That assistant winked, parity?

If this kind of thing comes out of the mouth of an old man with a lot of money, it may be quite reasonable.

But these are the words that come out of the mouth of a young girl with a business empire......

The female assistant muttered in her heart.

Could it be that the definition of the word 'parity' is different between myself and the chairman?

Well! Should be!