Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Strange Tale of the Summer Festival (1)

Yang Shuze sat up straight and rubbed his paws.

Because of some well-known reasons, he recently met Gou Xiaoxiao, and he always lacked confidence. But this does not affect him, as a super gentleman, he spends money on weekdays.

"Miss Gou, the contract in your hand is the live broadcast contract of the first-line anchor of my entertainment company, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is sky-high when you go to the tax." His eyes narrowed, his expression dimmed in the light, "As far as I know, you've probably never seen so much money in your life." ”

Looking at the zeros on the contract, Gou Xiaoxiao just wanted to say something, and swallowed the words behind it.

"Work flexibly, you don't have to clock in from 9 to 5." Yang Dashao continued to smash people with money.

Gou Xiaoxiao began to fidget.

"Five insurances and one housing fund, paid leave, holiday benefits, and year-end bonuses for the New Year, team building tourism is optional in Dubai, Europe and Hawaii." A smile bloomed on Yang Dashao's face.

The pen cap fell on the table, and the spineless Gou Xiaoxiao signed his name.

Ah, Gou Xiaoxiao!

Whoever dies you will surely be greedy to death! Out of breath! Sugar-coated cannonballs can easily penetrate you!

Happily put away the contract, Yang Shuze stood up and turned around, his cousin's task was successfully completed, and he looked back at Gou Xiaoxiao: "Miss Gou, you are so lucky to have such a big pie smashed on your head." ”

Gou Xiaoxiao raised her head with a disgraced face and sneered twice.

Just kidding, she knows her catties, and she doesn't have Gu Xiyao's face that has brought disaster to the country and the people, how can anyone be willing to take so many benefits in exchange for her live broadcast, she must have other intentions!

But money blinded Gou Xiaoxiao's dog's eyes.

Forget it, sign it all.

——

It's a dark red city.

All the buildings that come into view, from different eras.

From Greek-style temples to Gothic spires and even Baroque grandeur, there is only a huge silver Rubik's Cube hanging in the center of the sky, like the sun shining here.

The man in the black cloak rubs shoulders with a woman with a devilish figure.

The woman had a seductive look and was wearing a large hat, and she suddenly glanced sideways at the man, and a snake head sticking out of her ear hissed and spitting snake letters.

The man swept her face expressionlessly, her eyes tied with strips of white cloth.

The second snake head, the third snake head, opened its teeth and claws and spit out letters.

The man sneered, fangs were bared at the corners of his mouth, and his scarlet eyes were full of disdain: "Medusa, are you crazy?" ”

"Hmph." The snakeheads retreated one after another, and seeing that they couldn't take advantage of it, the woman reluctantly turned around and left.

The Rubik's Cube in the sky began to turn, and between the gears turned, it turned into a strange shape.

A red-nosed man with a scar on his face bent down to him and took off his hat: "Dear Mr. Dracula, my master has been waiting for you in the city for a long time. ”

"This is the Quadrangular City?" Dracula seems to be injured, which is why the medusa felt that there is a chance to take advantage of it, "Here, is that Rubik's Cube really unable to detect our activities?" ”

Kaje nodded: "For a while, let my master talk to you carefully." ”

"Lucifer, it's been a long time since I've seen him." Dracula seemed to miss everything that happened before he fell unconscious, and the great battle and long sleep made him completely unable to accept what was in front of him.

In the room, on the other side of the long table, there is a visitor from hell with a wine glass.

Lucifer's robes seemed to shine with stars, and his wine glass seemed to be filled with starlight: "Welcome, our true vampire ancestor, Lord Dracula." ”

Dracula let go of the hand covering the wound, and a little golden light escaped from it, "I'm so glad to see you again, Lucifer." But can you first explain to me why there is your power in my wounds? If you can't explain, I don't think there's any need for us to continue. ”

"I'll explain this to you later." Lucifer stood up and pointed to the transparent dome, where the Rubik's Cube was spinning, "Look there, there are thirteen lights in the middle of the Rubik's Cube, and I have waited for hundreds of years, and they are finally lit again. ”

Searching for his memories before he fell unconscious, Dracula remembered: "Thirteen lamps, representing the thirteen gods who built the Rubik's Cube world, finally, all of them appeared. ”

"That's right, sir." Lucifer couldn't control his excitement and joy, "Originally, two of them were going to be abandoned, and they thought the light was broken, but this time, they were also on, and it was about the two of them to appear again." ”

"It appeared." Dracula was thoughtful.

"Let's toast to the awakening of the thirteen gods of the Rubik's Cube!" Kaje looked at the Duke with a little embarrassment, as if he was distressed by his master's dancing hands.

——

"Dark Zhiju?" Looking at the card in her hand, Gou Xiaoxiao always felt that the name was very familiar, "Is it an anime, I seem to have seen my friend watch it." ”

Paper Shibaju is a bit like the kind of marquee slides that used to be played on the streets and alleys for children, and later a Japanese company used high technology to turn this technology into animation, specializing in some supernatural and thrilling urban weird stories.

In the past, Gou Xiaoxiao was really forced to watch several episodes with Gu Xiyao, and she was so scared that she was always worried about the eldest sister with long hair on her face under the table at home.

Since this is a clue card, it means that the next copy is a supernatural thriller, Gou Xiaoxiao shook his dog head violently, tired.

"The card is Shu Ze's." Mo Nian walked over with a cup, "Coffee, for you." ”

The dizzy Gou Xiaoxiao took it over, and Yang Shuze's eyes on the side were about to fall off, and Mo Sanye made coffee for others with his own hands??? It's just scary.

"Thank you." Gou Xiaoxiao opened her mouth and took a sip, "It's too bitter, what kind of coffee is this." ”

There are so many problems with making coffee for you, Yang Dashao is not angry in his heart, and he speaks very directly: "This is the wild Arabica coffee beans of Ethiopia, and the extraction technology is very difficult, I guess it is the first time you drink this local bun, right?" ”

Gou Xiaoxiao blinked: "Brother, what did you just say?" ”

Yang Dashao, who wants to be angry with pufferfish.

"No, I didn't mean that." Gou Xiaoxiao put down the cup and hurriedly explained, "You just made a string of Alaala, I was lonely and I didn't understand, I didn't understand it, I didn't know much." ”

How sincere the attitude is, how humble the posture is.

"So you don't like the taste." Mo Nian directly poured out the rest of the coffee, "Then where do you like the coffee beans?" ”

Is it the meaning of asking the sign? I understand.

Gou Xiaoxiao's neck stiffened: "I like to drink magpie's nest, a cup, it's delicious and convenient." ”

Mo Nian snapped his fingers at the assistant: "Did you hear Miss Gou's hobby, go buy it now." ”

Yang Shuze was like a balloon that had been punctured, and he was directly deflated.

Willing to let the smell of that cheap drink fill the entire president's office, my cousin must have lost his mind and was hopeless.

。 vertex