Chapter 19: Ophelia

Opposite Yang Jian sat a girl with long fiery red hair, wearing a white coat.

"Ophelia, our union recruits both technical and managerial talents, what will you do?"

Yang Jian stroked his chin with his hand and stared at her.

Ophelia's face turned red all at once, "I won't... I'll bring tea and water."

At this time, Yang Jian glanced at Ophelia's proud figure and face, and swallowed his saliva.

"Well, I still lack a maid, would you like it?"

Ophelia's face turned even redder at this point, and she gritted her teeth and whispered, "I... I do".

On this day, Yang Jian was studying the construction plan of Sky City.

"Xiaofei, help me add some tea," Yang Jian said while reading the documents.

Ophelia walked over and picked up the teacup.

At this time, a tear dripped on Yang Jian's document.

Yang Jian looked up in surprise and found that Ophelia was already in tears.

"What's wrong, Fei'er?"

"My lord, Phil really wants to kill herself," Ophelia sobbed.

Yang Jian took Ophelia in his arms and made her cry on his shoulder.

"Fei'er, relax, can you tell me something? I'll call the shots for you."

Yang Jian gently patted Fei'er's soft and boneless back.

"Fei'er's relatives and friends don't know their whereabouts now, how can Fei'er survive in secret?"

"Don't worry, Fei'er, everything will be fine."

"Do you know why I want you to be my maid?"

"Fei'er knows", Ophelia sobbed intermittently, "Since Fei'er has become the maid of the adult, sooner or later she will be the adult's person."

Yang Jian coughed dryly.

"Let me tell you, Phil, Lord Marcel, the judge of your GBL Sect, is my friend."

Ophelia looked up, her tear-stained face full of surprise.

"I know you have a lot of questions, let me tell you in detail", Yang Jian looked serious.

In the room, Yang Jian talked a lot about the Marcel brothers who couldn't get along with him.

"That's it". Yang Jian is still convinced of his technique of coaxing girls.

At this moment, an attendant came over and whispered a few words in his ear.

"Take good care of yourself, Fei'er, don't think too much", Yang Jian let go of the hand holding Fei'er and got up to leave.

Ophelia felt that her palms were still warm, and she clenched her hands, her heart full of warmth.

Yang Jian and his party came to the interrogation room.

"This guy is a hard bone and won't say anything", Pan Shuai scratched his head.

"I'll meet him", Yang Jian walked into the room.

I saw Nero looking resolute and unyielding, as if he was about to be heroic at any time.

"You're still not going to give some information?" Yang Jian asked.

"Humph!" Nero's hum was full of contempt for the interrogators.

Yang Jian touched Nero's solid muscles.

"Tsk, this guy is not just a stone, it's a diamond."

Nero swayed from side to side, trying to get rid of Yang Jian's physical harassment.

Yang Jian let go of his hand, turned back to Pan Shuai and said, "For this guest, don't give him food every day, feed one viagra produced by our union for three meals a day, and feed it until he is willing to say it."

Hearing this, Nero couldn't help but scold: "You beast who has lost all your conscience! I XXX . ”。

After speaking, Yang Jian walked out of the interrogation room with his entourage.

With a bang, the door was shut.

"Hey, hey!" Pan Shuai laughed wickedly.