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"You are forgetful, but I ask you, my father's life's work - who is the data of the Siling battery production line now?"

"It's... Where did you know about this, aren't you just going to recover?", facing Xue Qingqing's questioning, Zhao Xiaoyun asked suspiciously. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

"If no one knows, he must not do it. Xue Qingqing looked like a mountain rain was about to come and the wind was full of buildings, and he knew that unless he came up with real evidence to convince him, otherwise, this level in front of him was sad, but Zhao Xiaoyun said to Candie: "Echo worm, wait in the cockpit." Seeing that Candie had the order and flapped his wings out of the cabin, Zhao Xiaoyun then said to Xue Qingqing: "Qingqing, you follow me to the cockpit, and you will know the truth." ”

Candie started the no-object information browsing system according to his words, and in the cockpit, light and shadow were intertwined, but she saw a high-definition hologram full of pictures and texts like a marquee, showing Zhao Xiaoyun and Xue Qingqing's body, "This... Who is this person?", the image is really illusory, and seeing a silent person standing beside him, Xue Qingqing couldn't help but ask in shock.

"This person is Jiang Huaiyuan's orphan Jiang Hanxiang, you see, the record here is clear, it is precisely because Jiang Hanxiang's son broke through the bottleneck of ore mining that it was officially announced that the curtain was officially opened for the widespread use of Masili in human society, and for this reason, at the moment of life and death, we rescued Jiang Hanxiang from the robbers. Zhao Xiaoyun stretched out his hand to point, the words were in the air, and he was like stars going around in circles, and he was dizzy, Xue Qingqing listened to Zhao Xiaoyun silently, and secretly stretched out his hand with curiosity to test whether Jiang Hanxiang was alive and blood.

"Look at it here, here is a detailed record of about two years after the collapse of Qingyuan Innovation, Lin Xu, Liu Xinru and his wife were both in charge of the establishment of Ningbo Qingyun Group, and the process of Siling Battery being put into production again, I believe that all this is enough to prove that what I did is not...", I want to wash away the injustice, Zhao Xiaoyun said as if he was hanging from the river.

"Green... Yun...", although he believed in Zhao Xiaoyun's words for seven points, although he was thinking about Lin Xu and Liu Xinru's company's "Qingyun", he was infatuated, but the hatred in his heart was not gone, and he refused to give up like this, but Xue Qingqing covered his ears and said: "Zhao Xiaoyun, tell you, anyway, based on your consistent performance of lying and peeing in the past, I want me to believe these foolish information, three words, difficult, difficult." ”

"I swear, just now what I said but there is a word of falsehood," Zhao Xiaoyun was anxious when he heard this, and swore with his fists at that time: "Teach me to be thundered by the sky in the future." ”

"I miss you for you, I was afraid to go to the Middle East, travel to the Atlantic, be born and die all the way, and suffer a lot, but who would have thought that I would treat you like that, you... You still can't bear to lie to me...", Zhao Xiaoyun didn't swear to pay it back, he swore an oath, arousing sadness, Xue Qingqing couldn't help but cry and said: "I almost lost my life in Yongjiang, Zhao Xiaoyun... You said... You ungrateful... But how do you want me to believe you..."

Since ancient times, heroes have been sad about beauty, and although Zhao Xiaoyun is not a hero, he is just as sad, "I... I...", seeing Xue Qingqing's tears rippling, looking sad, Zhao Xiaoyun was in chaos, only hesitated in his heart, he was ruthless, stomped his foot, and then, raised his hand to take out the spiritual pupil in his hand, carefully handed it to Xue Qingqing, and clenched his teeth and said: "I'm afraid of you, you wear it, and you know how I want to treat you." ”

"You... You guy... Nonsense...", Zhao Xiaoyun pointed to the lens, his expression seemed to be holding on to the root of his life, he didn't know what to do, Zhao Xiaoyun played lightly, Xue Qingqing cried more and more sadly: "A broken lens is a treasure... I don't wash it... I'm embarrassed to let people wear it..."