Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Female Elf
Early the next morning, Meng Xin got up in a daze, washed up and played Tai Chi twice before mobilizing the whole person's spirit. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Just after seven o'clock after breakfast, Meng Xin went out to pick up customers with his car keys. Recently, things have been going on one after another, and time is running out more and more. And there are more and more invisible enemies in him, and the matter between himself and Fang Zhimeng has gradually spread, but Jiang Xuan has not made a move, which also makes Meng Xin a little concerned.
"Hello, where are you going?" Not long after going out, Meng Xin met a guest.
The one who got into the car was a little girl who looked like she was no more than a teenager, but for Meng Xin, as long as it was a woman, it would be fine, so that the main quest could be completed quickly.
"Elven Kingdom."
"Okay, you're from the elves?"
"That's right. By the way, are you from this plane? ”
"Yes. Native. ”
"Since you can have the ability to shuttle between planes, you should have a lot of status in this plane, right?"
"Well, things may not be the same as you think."
"It doesn't matter, I just want to ask you personally."
"You say." Meng Xin looked at the female elf's expression a little uneasy.
"Have you ever heard of Asyamo, Ali Modo, Kurishiriva, Ishikuros."
“… What the heck. ”
"I don't think you've heard of it either."
"This is the name of the person you're looking for?"
"Yes."
"Elves too?"
"Yes."
"And what's your name?"
"Polo Missa, Alice, Herathan, Satarin, Yafi Mei..."
"Stop, stop." Meng Xin Khan.
"What's wrong?"
"Don't say it, let's say that readers think I'm counting words. You elves usually have to meet and say hello for half an hour..."Meng Xin couldn't help but complain.
The female elf didn't pay attention to Meng Xin's complaints, but thought for a while, "Is it expensive for you to travel to the plane?" ”
"Okay, what's wrong?"
"Can you help me keep an eye on this person of mine, if you find him, come to me in the elven kingdom, don't worry, I will definitely give you a good reward."
"It's okay, you can tell me your exact address in a moment. If I ever have a chance to hear about this person in the future, I'll let you know. ”
"Then there will be labor."
"It's okay, it's just a gesture, what kind of Ross is this, who are you? Look at the way you care about him. ”
"He's a fugitive from our elven kingdom."
"Fugitives?"
"Yes."
"I really didn't expect that, so are you sure he's on our planet?"
"I'm not sure, we've just roughly locked on a few planes that he might choose, and as for which plane he's in right now, we don't have a more definite clue yet."
"I see, since I'm a fugitive, I'll be more concerned. I'm the one who likes to catch the bad guys the most. ”
"Thank you."
"Oh yes, my name is Meng Xin. Remember, in case I can't find you then. ”
"Okay, my name is Polo..."
"Don't say it, I can't remember it so long, I'll call you pineapple."
"Yes."
"Pineapple, can you briefly describe what that fugitive looks like?"
"Yes."
Along the way, Meng Xin asked about the details of the fugitive, and by the way, he learned about the environment of the elven clan's ability. The car is also at its destination.
"Meng Xin, I came to find someone so I didn't bring anything, if you don't wait for me here, I'll go home and get it."
"No need, give you whatever you have, I can't stay in the other world for too long."
"Well, I'll take a look." Pineapple rummaged through her pockets, "I just have a height potion on me." ”
"Heightening potion? Can you grow taller after drinking? ”
"Yes."
"You elves are really idle. So many magic potions don't study this thing. ”
"There's a reason for that..."
"Okay, I probably don't have time to hear the reason from you, since I don't have anything else on me, so be it."
"Okay, then if there is news of the fugitives, please notify me as soon as possible."
"Yes, okay." Meng Xin and Pineapple waved goodbye.
Back on Earth near noon, Meng Xin drove to the company to find Fang Zhimeng for lunch.
"The boss is here!" The little girl at the front desk said excitedly when she saw Meng Xin.
"Where's your boss?" Meng Xin smiled, he really likes the employees of Fang Zhimeng's company, especially after facing too much darkness recently, it seems that these simplicity and simplicity are inevitably turbulent in his heart.
"The boss is in the office, I'll report it."
"No, I'll do it myself."
"Good, good." The front desk had an expression that I understood.
walked to the door of Fang Zhimeng's office and happened to meet the secretary who came to deliver the documents.
"Mr. Meng."
"Shh Meng Xin made a small gesture, "Are these for your boss?" ”
"Yes."
"Leave it to me."
"Yes, Mr. Meng."
Meng Xin took the file, opened the office door and walked lightly to Fang Zhimeng's side.
"Put things on the table." Fang Zhimeng said without raising her head, and was looking at the documents in her hand intently.
Meng Xin put the documents away and observed Fang Zhimeng at the moment.
Since college, when the two are together, Fang Zhimeng is either pure and lovely, or shy and quiet, and sometimes bursts out with some girlfriend power, all when she is thinking about Meng Xin.
This is the first time Meng Xin has seen Fang Zhimeng's capable and glamorous appearance at work. I was fascinated by it for a while.
As time passed, Meng Xin just watched from the sidelines, and his heart gradually turned from a novelty at the beginning to a distress.
Looking at Fang Zhimeng's frowning many times, looking at Fang Zhimeng's way of always having trouble writing and sighing softly, Meng Xin realized that this was not the life she wanted at all.
When he saw Fang Zhimeng encountering a problem again, grabbing her head with a somewhat painful expression, Meng Xin finally couldn't help but take a step forward and hold her in his arms.
"Ahh Fang Zhimeng was startled and hurriedly pushed Meng Xin away.
Slid the chair to the side for a meter, and it wasn't until she saw Meng Xin's face clearly that the frightened expression on her face slowly retracted, "Why are you here?" ”
"I'm coming to you for dinner." Meng Xin said with a smile.
"What about Jiaojiao? Why didn't she give a notice? ”
"I gave her a vacation."
"How did she... How did you... You..."
Seeing that Fang Zhimeng seemed to be a different person in front of him, Meng Xin stepped forward and squatted down, gently grabbed the other party's hand and kissed it, "Mengmeng, it's time to eat." ”
"No, I have to take care of these documents now. Why don't you sit on the couch and wait for me for a while? Fang Zhimeng finally relieved herself.
"Well, I'll help you."
Meng Xin picked up Fang Zhimeng, sat on the chair by himself, and put Fang Zhimeng on his lap.
"What are you doing!" Fang Zhimeng was a little surprised, and said coquettishly with a flushed face.
"What's wrong with me hugging my girlfriend?" Meng Xin slid his chair to his desk and picked up a document with a wicked smile.
Looking at the contents of the document, the smile on Meng Xin's face gradually faded.
"What's wrong?" Fang Zhimeng, who was still a little nervous, realized that something was wrong with Meng Xin.
Meng Xin didn't speak, holding Fang Zhimeng with both hands and reading this document carefully, "Eighteen companies such as Baohua Group have recently frequently increased their holdings of our company. ”