Chapter Eighty-Five, Appreciation: Seventy Percent Man!

In today's bustling city where every inch of land is at a premium, it is really a luxury to be able to have a large office of hundreds of square meters.

A classic, unfashioned marble desk with hardly any piled up of papers. Not even a computer to send and receive email. There is only a ceramic pen holder with a flower and bird motif printed on it and a stack of sticky notes.

It was obvious that the owner of the room was not diligent.

The sun is shining outside, just like the infinitely beautiful plain makeup of a woman.

Wen Ren Muyue sat on a chair with a floor-to-ceiling window, holding an international edition of a fashion magazine in her hand. Her long eyelashes flickered, and her entire body felt burning in the sunlight.

Some women are born to be jealous, as if all the good things in the world are closely related to her.

An unrivaled peerless appearance, a wealth and status that rivals the country, coupled with a high IQ that should not have been had, followed by an excellent suitor who is like a carp crossing the river.

Sometimes, even she thinks about what the meaning of her life should be.

Doubling your current wealth?

Indulge in depravity and live the life of a celebrity with a sound dog and horse?

Or rather, a husband and a child, to be a qualified wife?

People are like that. If you don't have a choice, you can always get the surprise of 'another village'.

However, when there are enough options in front of you, you can lose sight of the way forward.

No one can understand the mind of Wenren Muyue, and Qin Zongheng, who is known as the 'No. 1 Junior in the Capital', can't do it.

Knock knock!

There was a soft knock on the door outside, with a fixed rhythm and intensity. It's not tiny, it's hard to hear, and it's not loud and harsh.

The reason why Wenren Muyue doesn't like to install a doorbell or a dialogue visual system in her room is that she can't stand the interruption and clumsiness of those high-tech products.

Essentially, she prefers to prefer something more traditional. For example, Chinese painting, such as calligraphy. Such as jade and antiques.

On the contrary, I don't have much interest in those famous car diamond rings, just for travel or decoration. I don't like it.

So, until now, she didn't have a sports car. Her brother, on the other hand, had collected the entire Ferrari collection. He also tried to run to the Arab merchant to buy the world's only golden sports car - but it was not sold.

Rich people have some bad tastes, which is understandable. It's just that don't bring disaster to the country and the people.

"Come in." Wenren Muyue closed the book in her hand, stood up and stretched. The soft and slender little waist without a trace of fat was pulled out of a seductive arc by her. And then slowly revert to its original state.

In this seemingly insignificant action, there is already a Taoist know-how to support the family.

The children of wealthy families also have a different secret in terms of physical health.

Her assistant Ma Yue pushed the door in, always in a black or silver sè uniform, a white sè shirt with a stand-up collar, and black-rimmed glasses, partially obscuring her immaculate beauty. Always be cautious when doing things under a woman.

Ma Yue does not allow others to hide the brilliance of Miss, even if it is a little bit of influence. Not on your own.

"Miss, Liu Gongzi of Dadi Group is waiting in the tearoom, saying that he has something very important to talk to you about." Ma Yue stopped three steps away from Wenren Muyue. This is the most suitable distance for the master and the servant to talk.

Too close will make the owner feel insecure and majestic.

If it is too far away, it will be too laborious for the owner to speak.

Can you imagine? In order to better please those who are rich or powerful, countless people rack their brains to summarize these skills, and they can be quickly popularized and used.

"Tell him that I have something important to do. There was no time. Wen Ren Muyue said casually.

"Yes. Miss. "Ma Yue did not have any objections to the execution." The acquisition of the Boeing small airliner business has been largely agreed. Mr. Hammer from Boeing would like to see you. ”

"Just let Rook be directly responsible."

Ma Yue nodded, then handed over the stack of materials in his hand and said, "Mr. Qin Luo has the latest trend again. ”

In the past, when encountering a large amount of document information, Ma Yue had to read it first, and then use the shortest language to extract the content. This time, Ma Yue didn't make a synopsis, because she knew that the young lady would make a judgment after reading the information.

Miss seems to be a little different to that man.

Wenren Muyue took the folder, opened the hard-shell cover, and found that it was all cut out of newspaper.

"Taiyi Divine Needle passed on to enter the WTO, and frustrated the King of Needles for self-cultivation"

"Taiyi Divine Needle, is it a stunt or a dog skin plaster-"

"Qin Luo, the descendant of Taiyi Divine Needle, yù save the fall of traditional Chinese medicine-"

"Learning Chinese medicine, wearing robes, marrying a Chinese daughter-in-law, the magic needle inherits the human power to support the Chinese culture-"――

Flipping through the pages, all of them were news reports about Qin Luo. Some are in newspapers, some are in magazines. Even some unscrupulous tabloid stories have been cut down. This is also thanks to the Wenren family's global intelligence network.

The content of the publication is highly praised, praising Qin Luo as the leader of the new generation of traditional Chinese medicine, the inheritor and promoter of national culture, and the savior of ancient Chinese medicine.

There are also those who have made a big deal of criticism, believing that this is just another media hype. He also predicted that Qin Luo would soon publish a book and go to the "Wanjia Forum", and it would be the packaging company and the publishing company that would make a fortune at that time. In fact, the so-called Taiyi Divine Needle Descendant is simply nonsense -

Whether it's good or bad, but it proves one thing: Qin Luo is famous.

"Interesting." Wenren Muyue closed the folder and said with a smile.

Ma Yue was stunned, she didn't expect the young lady to give such an evaluation.

There are very few people and things that can make her feel interesting.

"Ma Yue, what will happen if our Wenren family fully supports him in revitalizing traditional Chinese medicine?" Wenren Muyue leaned back on the soft chair, lazy and leisurely, like a cat without bone support.

"He will surely be famous in China. Become the most famous doctor today. Ma Yuehao said without hesitation.

She has a lot of confidence in the Wenren family. If Miss really wants to fully support that man's world of Chinese medicine, he will go to a height that no one has reached before.

"Really?" Wen Ren Muyue's face flashed with a moving brilliance.

However, that brilliance soon faded. She looked at her closest assistant and asked like a little girl, "If I do this, will he like it?" ”

At that moment, Ma Yue had the urge to kill Qin Luo immediately.

The eldest lady who is high up in her own right would say such a flattering thing? With that cautious expression, even this woman was very distressed when she saw it.

"I don't know." Ma Yue said. Although she didn't have a good impression of Qin Luo in her heart, she still had to seek truth from facts.

Loyalty is the first rule to abide by. Just as customer secrecy is a killer's rule.

"In that case, his life won't be fun, right? How can I turn him into someone like me? Wen Ren Muyue said with a sigh. Add five points to his file. ”

Five points? Ma Yue's eyes widened.

"Miss, according to the rules we have made, the maximum score can be increased by three. Unless someone saves the family crisis or saves the lady's life, you can make an exception to add points. Ma Yue retorted.

She had created the score chart by herself, and she knew how much it contained. Some people know that the score table is in their own hands, and they are even willing to buy a million points.

Usually, those boys who try to curry favor with themselves to contact the young lady are not just throwing millions of dollars?

Wenren Muyue supported her forehead with one hand, looked at Ma Yue with her beautiful eyes, and asked with a chuckle: "Ma Yue, you are twenty-six years old this year, right?" ”

"Yes. Miss. Twenty-six years and nine months. ”

"It's time for a relationship." Wen Ren Muyue said.

“――”

"Then you will understand that there are some things that do not fall within the rules." Wen Ren Muyue said faintly.

Numbers are dead, but hearts are alive. Even the most accurate computer can't calculate the maximum value of love or hate.

"Yes. Miss. I understand. I'll add five points to his file. In this case, he has seventy points. Archives will be transferred from the low-end to the mid-range. Ma Yue said. Actually, she doesn't understand it yet.

Her education and experience have trained her to be a highly functioning advanced machine.

But when it comes to something as magical as love, no one tells her what it is.

Hearing that Muyue waved his hand, Ma Yue quietly retreated.

Opening the folder again, looking at Qin Luo's smiling face with raised eyebrows and pursing his lips, Wen Ren Muyue fell into deep thought.

Knock knock!

There was another knock on the door. This time it was extremely fast-paced and extremely hard. Let Wen Ren Muyue couldn't help frowning.

"Come in." She shouted. Although he was a little dissatisfied with the person who knocked on the door, he had to let him go.

Because she knew that only he would knock on the door like that. And only he dares.

The heavy wooden door was pushed open, revealing a delicate face.

Wen Renzhao walked in with a grin, and said with a flattering face: "Sister, I want to kill you." ”

Saying that, he was going to give Wenren Muyue a bear hug.

"Sit down." Hearing this, Muyue snorted coldly.

Wen Renzhao didn't care, sat on the chair opposite her with a smile, and said, "Sister, you are really getting more and more beautiful." ”

"Say it. What's the matter? Wenren Muyue casually flipped through the magazines on the table, too lazy to pay attention to him.

"Hehe, no wonder people say that my sister is the smartest woman in China. Hearing is false, seeing is believing. Sure enough, it lives up to its name. "Smell the people and please them obediently.

"I don't dare say that I know all the men in the world, but for you—with your little intelligence, I don't have to think about it to know what you think." Wen Ren Muyue said coldly and arrogantly.

"Yes, yes. The old lady is the smartest. Wen Ren smiled sweetly. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, I couldn't believe that a boy would be so beautiful. "Then sister, guess what I'm looking for you for this time?"

She has long eyelashes, her eyes are round and curved, her skin is white, her face is like a woman, her hair is slightly long, and she has a ponytail tied up at the back with a red hairband. Wearing a bright silver sè baseball cap on his head, even if he told others that he was a woman, no one would suspect him.

In terms of appearance and genes, the two sisters and brothers are still very similar. The excellent ones are maddening.