Chapter 211: Is it a bed?
Although Qin Yu has learned very little about traditional Chinese culture, his personal assistant is selected by the generals who have passed five levels and cut six levels, and his comprehensive quality is extremely excellent.
She sent a voice message to her assistant, and soon received a detailed explanation from the other party.
Qin Yu looked at it over and over again, and his face became blue and white for a while.
If this man wanted to make a deeper impression on her heart, then he undoubtedly did it!
She doesn't believe that there are still men in this world who are not interested in their appearance!
Wait and see, Simu. You will definitely regret what you said and did today!
This is the oath made by Qin Yu, the future helmsman of Daqin Entertainment!
"Father, there shouldn't be any intersection between our company and Miao Technology, right?"
"I thought so, too. At present, Miao Technology will not enter the film and television entertainment industry for the time being, but their holographic image shooting technology, as well as the equipment for immersive cinema, must be introduced as soon as possible. ”
"You're saying you have to work with them?" Qin Yu was a little surprised.
This time, the reason why she was able to stay out of the matter and talk to Xi Mu on an equal footing was because of her confidence.
But because there is nothing to ask for, there is no need to keep your voice down.
Unexpectedly, Miao Technology still has what it needs.
"Yu'er, I've always admired your vision. Why didn't you see the situation clearly this time. Qin Jing sighed and said:
"Cooperation is not a matter of choice, but necessity. If you think about it, once this kind of technology beyond the times is mastered by other entertainment companies, our Daqin's status in China will definitely plummet. ”
"Just now, I have already negotiated the preliminary intention with Xiao Lu in charge, and I will sign the contract tomorrow."
"What, father, in your capacity, Xi Mu didn't even talk to you about cooperation in person?" Qin Yu was very surprised.
"Our size is still ranked among the best in the domestic entertainment industry, compared with others, it is far behind." Qin Jing shook his head.
"Then father, how about leaving all the matters related to the cooperation with Miao Technology to me?"
"Okay, Yu'er. Sooner or later, the company will be handed over to you, do it well. Qin Jing said with relief.
In Simu's absence, Taole's nightlife is rather boring.
After making a white rice porridge and stir-frying a choy sum, Tao Le found that his cooking skills seemed to have no room for improvement.
Needless to say, the white rice porridge depends on the rice cooker, and she only needs to pour water according to the standard amount of rice.
Choy sum is to wash it, fry it, pour some soy sauce, oops, accidentally pour too much.
It's okay, that is, it's a little salty, and it can be used as a pickle to accompany porridge.
Tao Le is strange, he does such a delicate operation and suturing by himself, and he will not make a mistake, but as soon as he enters the kitchen, it is like a different person, a pair of hands.
Sure enough, the interlacing is like a mountain, isn't it?
With the salty and bitter cabbage, he drank two small bowls of porridge, and casually solved dinner, and Tao Le started to read the book.
Medicine never ends, and the more you learn, the more you discover your shortcomings.
That night, she didn't sleep well. I don't know why, but I dreamed of the scene when I was executed in my previous life.
She lay on the execution table, helpless and powerless.
There were footsteps in the distance, and she turned her head with difficulty, and saw the Mio executioner.
The man had his back to the sun, and his body was surrounded by a dazzling layer of gold, which pierced her eyes.
He approached step by step, until Tao Le could see his face clearly.
A person is extremely handsome, and it can be described in words. But if you cross that line, words will become impoverished.
This dazzling, noble man, she knows.
Not only did they know each other, but they also used to be close to each other day and night.
But at this moment, this face was cold and indifferent, without a trace of expression.
"Simu, it's me, please take a good look, it's me! Please, don't do this to me"
Tao Le pleaded and cried, but he couldn't make a sound.
"If the ending can't be changed, then at least, please change someone, not you. It can't be you. ”
She whimpered and wept in her heart, but she couldn't even slow him down.
The thick needle pierced mercilessly, and the crimson potion was violently pushed to the end, raging wildly in her veins.
As she neared death, she struggled to keep her eyes open and take in Simu's expression.
His gaze seemed to be on his face, but it didn't seem to be.
Those black and gold eyes were full of indifference, just like she was a worm ant, grass stone, not a person at all, a person with wisdom and thoughts.
Tao Le closed his eyes. This time, in addition to despair, she felt unspeakable heartache.
This kind of pain is much more intense than the pain caused by medicine, it is a burning of the heart, a split of the liver and gallbladder, and a heart-wrenching pain.
A tear slipped from the corner of her eye, and was received by Xi Muzhen's heavy place.
After leaving the banquet, he took care of everything as quickly as he could, and he was able to get back.
Unexpectedly, I saw her crying silently in her sleep.
For him, every tear of hers, much heavier than the entire galaxy, weighed heavily on his heart, making him almost unable to breathe.
Why cry, why tears? Is it for the sake of saying goodbye to myself again?
Believe me, it's not for separation, it's for a better reunion.
In order that I can stand in front of you with my true appearance, know you, know each other, and stay together.
I promise that this day will not be in the distant future, but in the near future.
But if you are not willing to give up my atavistic image, I can also try to come back to accompany you.
In this universe, there is nothing worth holding on to except you.
I don't need to have any insistence in front of you.
Because he didn't sleep well enough, Tao Le woke up before five o'clock.
She turned on the lamp, thinking she had misread.
The executioner, who had just been ruthless in his dream, was lying on her bed at this moment, and half of his body was shrunk into her arms.
Tao Le's hand paused in the air for a moment, then slowly fell, stroking his fur as usual.
It turned out that before that, it was just a dream.
She felt a little relieved.
Also, even in the previous life, the Miao people also paid great attention to their status and status, and they couldn't let the noble highness do it himself.
So the unprovoked sadness and heartache in the dream is indeed too nonsense.
What she should be thinking about now is why this uncle is back.
Now that Simu has given himself a legal status, rich and rich, and highly sought after, there will definitely be no shortage of places to sleep.
It won't be because he's an old man...... Recognize the bed, right?
(End of chapter)