(Maopu Chinese) The examples he gave are vivid, clear and popular, so that Luoxi, a design house with no business foundation, can understand without obstacles.

What buyer's warehouse, what customs declaration and tax payment, and what virtual economy, all of them were explained by him very appropriately, and he couldn't shake them off when he heard what he wanted to do.

According to Luo Xi's incomplete prediction, the probability that an uncle and aunt who came back from shopping for vegetables from the street can also be explained by his reasoning can be as high as 99.99%.

Luo Xi suddenly felt that a big cow is a big cow, and a conversation with a big cow is better than studying hard for more than ten months, and it is not okay not to admire it.

Soon, one annual report after another was digested in Luo Xi's questions and answers with the man, and the man did not have a trace of boredom from beginning to end, like a gentle mentor and friend.

Even Yan Yu, who was discussing the plan with Jing Mohao, watched Jing Mohao answer the phone all the time, and his voice could remain so calm, even with an indescribable gentleness.

Yan Yu once thought that his young master was in love, otherwise whoever answered more than a hundred calls a day would go crazy...

Moreover, they are here in South Africa, and they started discussing the plan late at night. The call never stopped.

If he hadn't heard that the content of the conversation was all about business jargon, he would definitely think that it was the young master's wife who checked the post from time to time...

Generally, only when lovers talk on the phone, they will be so tireless...

Luo Xi didn't know the situation on the man's side, and immersed in his diligent and studious atmosphere, the more he asked, the more energetic he became.

The man raised his hand to look at the time, calculated slightly, and finally sank his face.

"Luoxi, it's so late, why don't you sleep yet?"

Luo Xi raised his eyes and looked out the window, it was already black into ink.

Look at the clock on the wall, three o'clock...

Why is it so dark outside the window at a quarter past three...

Oh, my God...

It can't be a quarter past three in the morning...

It's amazing that I haven't been sleepy after watching it for so long...

Is it because my thirst for knowledge has become stronger or is the charm of Jing Mohao, the great god, that he is about to pay off the debts he owes in the past three days...

However, this great god actually lost himself for so long, and only now did he remind himself.

"Didn't you sleep too?"

"I'm asleep, you're going to talk to the ghost on the phone?"

“.... Then if I sleep, aren't you going to talk to the ghost on the phone? Luo Xi raised the corners of his mouth slightly on the other end of the phone.

"Luoxi, is your skin itchy again?"

“……”

If you don't agree with each other, you're going to hit me, you're coming...

Luo Xi was silently arrogant for a moment, and suddenly became honest again.

Because she knew very well that if she said such a terrible thing in her heart, Jing Mohao would rush back to clean her up as soon as possible...

"That's... Will you be back tomorrow? ”

"I'll be back this afternoon."

I don't know if it was soothed by the concern asked by the woman, and the man's voice was no longer abrupt and sharp, and the peace of the night was restored.

Luo Xi pouted, she forgot that the time was already a new day, and he would be back in a dozen hours.

How would you describe her current mood?

Let's talk about anticipation, there's nothing to look forward to, let's say excited, there's nothing to be excited about.

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