After many experiments, Ling Bingbing came to the conclusion that it was hard to say when Mr. Hao would wake up, but as long as she was there, he could turn into a soul body and follow her around.

Spirits can touch her, as well as objects.

But not if it weighs more than an egg! You can't pick it up, and you can only pick it up for less than 1 second.

His area of activity is also directly proportional to her mood.

She's happy—he can run a little farther.

She's not happy or sleeps — he's fixed 20 meters.

Rounding off, he's her pendant!

turned off the black heart, and Ling Bingbing asked people to deliver food.

Ah Zhao came in from outside with a lunch box, and what he saw was Ling Bingbing talking to the computer.

"Are you on a live stream?" He didn't come closer, and used sign language.

Ling Bingbing was stunned.

Boy.

He also speaks sign language.

Are the special assistants all rolled up like this all these years?

"No, I'm talking to someone."

Not to mention, having an invisible but existing husband is really a very novel experience.

"Is there an appointment for the afternoon?" She asked.

Hao Youqian typed: [Yes, accompany you].

Zhao: "A few old antiques said they wanted to hold a shareholders' meeting, but if you don't agree, then they can only think about it. ”

Poof—Ling Bingbing is happy.

But when she meowed to the words on the computer, she tugged at the corners of her lips: "I didn't ask you, you don't want to accompany me, you can't do without me." ”

Zhao: "What? ”

Ling Bingbing retracted his gaze: "No, Kaibei, but I'll only give them half an hour, let them think of their lines before calling me." ”

Zhao: "Okay. ”

Ling Bingbing: "1000 will be deducted for 1 second late." ”

Zhao: "No problem. ”

Seeing Ah Zhao leave, Mr. Hao typed on the keyboard again.

Are you short of money? I'll give it to you]

Ling Bingbing raised her eyebrows: "Who is not lacking?" ”

"You can't make enough money, right?"

Mr. Hao: [But... I can't spend enough now...]

Ling Bingbing: ???

"You say it's human?"

Mr. Hao; [I... I'm a soul now. 】

Ling Bingbing: Convex (艹艹艹), she was actually stuck by him.

At that moment, she felt her hand being held again.

Then, Mr. Hao clicked on the folder where the resume was placed at the earliest, and clicked on another small program.

Looking at the constantly beating numbers on it, Ling Bingbing frowned: "When is this time, the number of seconds you love me is increasing?" ”

"That's not right, this second is too fast, hundreds at once."

Mr. Hao: [The unit is thousands. 】

Ling Bingbing: "Huh? ”

Mr. Hao: [The change of my assets per second]

Mr. Hao: [It was supposed to grow faster, but... You made my trading account face recognized, I can't go up...]

Ling Bingbing: .......

Ling Bingbing: "You won't tell me that you are still pouring money every day?" ”

Mr. Hao: [Yes, but I could only be away from my body for 15 minutes a day before]

Ling Bingbing: "Can you still trade in 15 minutes?" ”

Mr. Hao: [In the middle of the night, I happened to speculate on U.S. stocks]

Ling Bingbing: "......."

Mr. Hao: [So you don't have to worry about money, our family's money can't be spent, I also changed the limit of the unlimited card for you, and directly connected to my account, as long as you don't buy a spaceship every day, it should be.. Can't get enough of it? 】

Ling Bingbing was silent.

For a second...

Two seconds...

A minute passed...

Just when Mr. Hao hesitated to pull his little wife's little thumb again.

She withdrew her hand suddenly, then gave herself a thigh thump.

Mr. Hao: ??

Is the little wife happy and silly?

It shouldn't be (>^ω^<).

【Bingbing...】

Ling Bingbing: "No, I'm more anxious, turn off this software for me." ”

Hao Youqian: [??? 】

Doesn't it mean that the best sense of security is to have money in your pocket and battery in your mobile phone?

"I'm anxious, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you one day!" ”

Ling Bingbing gritted his teeth and said~~

It's infuriating!

She thought she was already very good.

I didn't expect that she was not even as good as a vegetative person now...

Woooooooo

She studied like crazy every night.

Hao Youqian: [......]

Hao Youqian: [Madame... Now that both people and souls are at your disposal, I think you can think about it from another angle, I can't spend the money I earn, it's all yours. 】

Hao Youqian: [Rounding, I am your project that will make a sure profit]

Ling Bingbing's eyes narrowed.

"Huh? Hens that lay eggs? ”

Hao Youqian: .......

【Hens? 】

Ling Bingbing: "Or... It's not impossible if you want to be a golden rooster. ”

Mr. Hao: .......

Mr. Hao was so angry that he rolled around on the keyboard.

Ling Bingbing smiled: "Oh, you don't have to be so excited, at least it's golden." ”

Mr. Hao???

[Can't I be anything else?] Does it have to be a chicken? 】

Ling Bingbing: "That... My old baby, you help me brush this material, and I'll go to sleep. ”

Mr. Hao: ??

After speaking, Ling Bingbing got up and lay down again.

Hao Youqian looked at her, and then at the game console next to her.

Can he say that this is really not what he treasured?

There was only projection in his office before!

Wind criticism was killed.

But...

Zelda is really the best in the world!

——

I don't know if the uncles are really short of money, when Ling Bingbing stepped into the conference room at 2.59, these uncles were all seated.

There is no one who smokes, drinks, and burns his head.

She was taken by surprise.

Looking at the white chair at the end of the corridor, Ling Bingbing frowned.

"This is for me?" She asked.

One of the old men said, "Why, Miss Ling also thinks that she is not worthy to sit on it?" ”

"Then abdicate as soon as possible to make way for Xian, don't delay everyone's time."

"yes, don't let us be late, why didn't you come early?"

The old men, who usually liked to be late, said indignantly.

You must know that even if Hao Youqian is alive, they are often late, although whether they come or not will have little impact on the meeting.

Ling Bingbing didn't answer their words, she stared at the chair for a while, then took a few steps back, and then the expression on her face became solemn.

Hao Youqian looked at his little wife and subconsciously took her hand.

"Old Baby, don't you think the layout of this conference room is very problematic?"

There are too many old men, Ling Bingbing can't call out the word husband, or the old baby is more comfortable.

Hao Youqian couldn't talk to her directly, so after thinking about it, he wrote in the palm of her hand.

[What's wrong?] 】

[There are too many company buildings, I only designed the main body and my office, what's wrong?] 】

[What you don't like, just replace it]

He remembered that the decoration seemed to be handed over to his eldest nephew, but according to his IQ, he shouldn't be able to do anything too outrageous.

"It doesn't have to be that hard."

It may not be used very often, although the feng shui bureau is fierce, and it is the kind of bureau that is easy to collapse.

But no one, only the table floor cracked...

"Who are you talking to? Pretending to be a ghost, how long are you going to pit the Hao family? Hao's second shareholder spoke.

Ling Bingbing glanced at him in surprise, his eyes widened like copper bells: "Can't you see such a big person?" ”

She said, deliberately shaking her arm into the air: "Husband, he bullied me, go bite him." ”

Hao Youqian???