In the void of space.

"Host, you already have two memory packs to review, can you open them now?"

Dill shook her head again.

"Do you want to move on to the next plane right away?" Namzhi then asked.

"I'm a little tired, can I take a break?"

Nanzhi was slightly stunned, a little surprised in his heart.

For so long, she had become accustomed to the way she laughed and scolded each other with her host in every small world.

Now, at first glance, when I heard Dill politely ask for her opinion, I was a little uncomfortable.

Dill:??? Habit of being scolded?

Perhaps it was because of the host's unrivaled strength and indifference that Namzhi gradually deified her, and no longer regarded dill as a human being.

So, when Nam Zhi heard Dill say that she was tired and wanted to rest for a while, her subconscious reaction was not to give an answer of yes or no, but to be surprised.

Dill summoned Alan out and lay quietly on its white, soft fur.

Alan was half-lying on the ground, his long tail curled up in a circle, enclosing the dill in it. The whole beast is docile and well-behaved, as if it is not the king of the forest, but a pet cat that is only kept in captivity at home.

After a long time, the dill slowly straightened up from the soft clusters.

She stretched out her hand and patted Ah Lan's head gently, Ah Lan rubbed her master's palm affectionately, and let out a coquettish cry of "woo woo woo" in her mouth.

Dill raised her head slightly, looking at the big white tiger who was a head taller than herself, the corners of her lips silently curled, although her face was still cold and indifferent, but there was a gentle smile hidden in her eyes.

Maybe she should also live a simple and happy life like Ah Lan.

No matter what unexpected changes may arise in the future, we should believe that there is a way to deal with everything.

"Nanzhi, send me into the next small world."

*

"Er Shao, are you sure you want to continue?"

There was a faint glow in the pitch-black space, vaguely resembling a butterfly.

Gu Qingcheng turned his head sideways to look at the shadow butterfly that landed on his shoulder, his eyes were darker than the surrounding space, and his gaze was deep, like a black hole that devoured everything.

"Tell them not to worry about me." The deep sound is as powerful and thick as a cello.

With an enchanting smile on his lips, he looks confident and charming.

Shadow Butterfly flapped her wings, and a soft sigh came from the dark space.

"I will convey your words to the national teacher and the young man, I hope you can get what you want."

Silence returned to the surroundings, and only the sound of the Shadow Butterfly flapping its wings echoed through the empty and vast space.

"I'm ready."

As soon as his words fell, a large black hand appeared in the void, this big hand almost merged with the surrounding space, and it silently stretched into the back of Gu Qingcheng's head like a stream of water, rolling out a piece of crystal shining fragments.

His heart skipped a beat, and Gu Tingcheng closed his eyes and covered his heart, stunned.

When he opened his eyes, his gaze became calm and firm again, and the whole person exuded an aura of indifference and alienation, which was a high coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away.

He is Li Qiancheng, the CEO of Dingsheng Group, 32 years old, single.

Dorsett is not a family business that Li Qiancheng inherited from his father, but a business empire that he started from scratch.

The history of Li Qiancheng's struggle is a legendary myth in City C and even in the entire country A.

At the age of sixteen, he was admitted to the No. 1 business school in country A, and at the age of eighteen, he resolutely dropped out of the college and devoted himself to the operation of the information media industry.

From a poor man with nothing to a decent president, Li Qiancheng only took three years.

At the age of 21, Dixin Media, which he founded, became one of the top three media companies in country A.

After achieving what others have been unable to achieve for decades, Li Qiancheng did not stop at rest.

Far from stopping the pace of pioneering and enterprising, he accelerated the process of opening up and expanding his territory.

Two years later, Dixin Media was listed in country M.

In the same year, Li Qiancheng began to set foot in the communication service industry and established Dihua Company.

Two years later, the sales of smartphones launched by Dihua surpassed that of IS, the largest mobile phone brand in China, and became the most well-known mobile phone brand in China.

When Li Qiancheng was 26 years old, a serious global financial crisis broke out.

Thanks to his earlier foresight strategy, Dixin Media and Dihua not only did not suffer losses in the financial crisis, but went on to a higher level.

And, taking advantage of this global economic disaster, Li Qiancheng acquired the famous car brand Jufeng in country B and renamed it Difeng.

In the following three years, Li Qiancheng set foot in catering, manufacturing, real estate and other industries.

A year later, at the age of thirty, the Dorsett Group was founded. Dixin Media, Dihua Company, Difeng Automobile and many other company brands have formed a subsidiary of Dorsett Group.

It is no exaggeration to say that the industry of Dorsett Group is like a big tree with lush leaves, and its underground root system is spreading rapidly, and it has spread throughout country A.

Nowadays, the life of the people of country A has long been inseparable from the products of Dorsett Group, whether it is the most basic clothing, food, housing and transportation or high standards of spiritual and material needs, Dorsett Group's products have always been the most trusted choice by the public.

The sun sets, and the lights come on.

Li Qiancheng leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed, he was slightly tired from the continuous work of the whole day, he stretched out his palm and pressed his temples with his thumb and forefinger, wanting to relieve his fatigue a little.

"Dangdangdang", a knock from outside the door broke the brief silence.

Li Qiancheng opened his eyes, there was no trace of fatigue in his dark eyes, and his gaze was like a sword out of the sheath, sharp and compelling.

"Please come in"

"President, this is an invitation to the annual meeting of Dixin Media, Mr. Wang asked me if you can participate this time?"

Li Qiancheng lowered his eyes and looked at the invitation on the table, the black back cover was surging with dark silver patterns, looking low-key and luxurious. The exterior is cut down to a boxy shape, but the interior is ingenious and elaborately designed, majestic but delicate.

The slender and powerful fingers pinched the invitation, and his eyes swept slightly on it, and the faint fragrance of tea came unhurriedly with the opening and closing of the page, which was particularly refreshing.

"At that time, I will participate."

**

The familiar soreness in my brain was felt again.

As soon as Dill opened her eyes, she was dazzled by the rapidly swiping letters on the screen in front of her.

Now she's sitting in front of the computer, facing the camera, doing something like a live stream.