The first 20,000 words.

After waking up in the morning, Midong swore to the sky that she would definitely be an Xworm in her brain at that moment to do that kind of thing to herself. Of course, Moko Miyamoto is hanging her name, but isn't Midong also hanging her name at this moment? And then Moko Miyamoto was still hanging her name, and she was still hanging her name at the same time, and she was hanging her and her name, and then she and she actually did that kind of thing......

In short, Midon's brain is in a mess, just as she has not been able to sort out the ethics of this matter until now.

One thing is very clear, Mozi-chan's blood was taken by himself, which is gratifying, the dead old man really failed to do anything practical.

As for saying that he is still asleep in bed and has a sweet face, ah, what should Miyamoto Moko do, let's talk about this later, if you think too much, it will cause trouble.

The morning sun will still rise tomorrow, but the twin sisters are too conspicuous to enter and leave the apartment at the same time, and Mi Dong insists on getting up before dawn, so as not to make a farce that the janitor can't tell the difference. I'm not afraid to explain it to him, but I'm afraid that when he learns the story, it won't be strange to anyone's ears that the bustling Chuo Ward of Tokyo will reach anyone's ears.

As for the investigation of Professor Xinhai's "disappearance" by the Serious Crime Team, Ma Zai from the Longshan Group handled it properly, even if it involved the straight male criminal policeman who was forced to do so, it couldn't interfere with Midong's daily routine. For example, before dinner yesterday, Uncle Longteng's wife, Aunt Xia, sent an email informing her to go to Shanghai next Monday to participate in the Global Emerging Industry Expo to be held at that time.

Shanghai, this term full of magic, Meidong has been in her twenties several times, and she has never even been to Kyushu, let alone returning to China, where the economy is majestic, and coming to the dazzling and extravagant magic capital? Industrial Expo or something, in the end, Aunt Xia, most of her energy is in the field of heavy industry in Benzhou, this is a matter of course, Meidong understands, and immediately replied that he will come at that time.

But until then, she still has something to do for the two flagship companies in the twin buildings.

In the past week or so, she has used the Longshan Group as the on-the-spot execution force to secretly Chen Cang, so what else can she do in another week?

The focus of the work is still here at ABT, Advanced Biotechnology Co., Ltd.

Meidong took the subway to the foot of the twin buildings, looking up at the two hundred-meter thrones that now belonged to her.

The existence of ABT is like BGI in Shenzhen, a small product contains sky-high added value, and the proportion of scientific research investment accounts for more than 70% of the total cost. Compared with other companies in the consortium with stable operation of all employees, this company is the one with the greatest variables and the strongest operability of Meidong.

"And obviously, the scope of ABT has long exceeded the category of 'advanced biology', just like Apple's sale of mobile phones to the first place in market capitalization, but who cares about this?"

After helping the 301 Research Institute located next to Disneyland to solve the talent demand for reverse reduction catalysts for petroleum products, Meidong naturally started the idea of other projects - so that her pretty boss could give full play to her subjective initiative.

"Old Tokugawa old man's hybrid rice...... Sure enough, let's pull it down, admit that I just want to try to compete with Professor Yuan, sixty years have passed. However, this old man knows that I threw chocolate in my grandfather's tea, and it is not good if I don't get upset, so I can't be too lazy......"

"So, sure enough, I'm still concerned about the company's fusion research. To appease that group, I put the oil converter in the first place, but who doesn't know the value of nuclear fusion...... That's it. ”

After entering the president's office, Midong summoned someone to come in and asked him to hand in a copy of the overall report on the project. After the initial communication, the employee ran out like a rush, which was gratifying, which proved that Meidong could see the real thing before lunch.

But in the next second, before she could breathe a sigh of relief, the phone suddenly called, she simply glanced at the name, and instantly felt a pain.

Miyamoto Moko, who is named after Mito Aoyama, calculates the time, and if it is nine o'clock in the morning, it is actually very late.

Midong cautiously answered the phone.

“…… Good morning? ”

There was silence on the other side of the phone.

This moment is undoubtedly extremely difficult, although Midong knows in her heart that it was the other party who kissed her first last night. But girls, who dares to reason with them at this time, just wait for the orphan life......

"Well, good morning."

I only heard the soft and soft voice on the other side, and Mozi's voice sounded: "Midong-san, thank you for the breakfast you prepared for me." ”

"Huh...... If you like it, it's fine. ”

It's almost unnutritious to get home. Really, Midong sat stupidly behind the executive desk, with an entire group of high-rise skyscrapers in Chiyoda Ward in the background, and it was indeed such a nourishing conversation against the backdrop of the incomparably tall atmosphere.

Then there was an awkward silence, like a couple who were just starting to fall in love, holding hands and not daring to try. Midon's heart is definitely broken, she is also a person who has been in and out of the customs shop many times, but it was not Moko who did it last night, even if it was Miyamoto Shizuko, she didn't have to worry about it.

But why her?

Mei Dong used her real experience to write a biography of blood and tears - she can overthrow herself by borrowing wine to strengthen her courage, but in terms of follow-up matters, it is not like that.

Hurry up and roll in from outside the house and report to the president, your boss needs you!

"So, I'm just informing you that I worked in the bank during the day today, and I will quit in the afternoon."

I only heard Mozi say softly: "Then I should also do something meaningful, as your identity as Aoyama Midong." The value of those gold bars is not low, so ...... Mido mulberry? ”

“…… Uh-huh? ”

"I have a reluctant request here."

"Hmm...... Go ahead. ”

Midong really can't refuse this Niko now.

"In Hokkaido, the bankrupt private orphanage, can I go and see it in your name?"

It turned out to be this thing.

Midong tapped lightly on the table, glancing at the brass ring that could only be held with paper on her thumb, the ruby luster flashing.

"Well, since you have put me in charge of the mystery of our backgrounds, let you go deep into my life...... Tsk, oh ~ Attack, Mozi yo ~ ! ”

Midong just shouted in a high-pitched voice, and in the next second, the door of the president's office was opened, and the little clerk was holding a stack of papers, and he was so frightened that he almost fell.