Although the washing machine has been preliminarily built, it is certainly unrealistic to take it out and sell it now.

Not to mention that Allen has not yet figured out how to sell, let's just say that there are problems with the washing machine itself, although this washing machine is evaluated as an epoch-making product, but that is mainly because of the creativity of thinking, the structure and materials inside are actually very simple, and it is not difficult to imitate. Moreover, the appearance of the washing machine in front of me is really ugly, and the later packaging is a must.

So, Don took out 500 golden tickets and sent Alan away first, and asked him to deal with the production and sales problems. And Lena is trying to figure out how to improve, uh...... At least don't let it make a clattering sound all the time.

At night, Don En took the rice bowl and said, "Lina, have you ever thought about choosing a name for the washing machine?"

Lena was stunned for a moment, and then said suspiciously: "Name?

"It's too monotonous, and we need to be brand conscious. Well, you can also be a little more domineering, the light god washing machine, haha......"

"Lena's washing machine is not good...... Well, Mr. Arthur, no, we have to be respectful to God. ”

"Hehe," Tang En smiled disapprovingly.

"Don't you have a generic name?" Lena scratched her hair.

"Ordinary, well, that's a Chinese pastoral cat, a Chinese pastoral dog, or something. ”

"What is that?"

"It's a tanuki. ”

"Oh, that's going to be called a tanuki washing machine, hee-hee...... Hey, Mr. Arthur, you have a grain of rice next to your mouth. ”

"Then it's decided!" After saying that, Tang En casually stretched out his tongue and swept around, swallowing the rice grains.

At this time, Lena suddenly lowered her head and blushed, obviously thinking of something......

Don frowned suddenly, and waved his hand to extinguish the oil lamp on the table.

The room was plunged into darkness, and Lena was thrown under the table by Don.

Lena was about to let out an exclamation subconsciously, but was pressed back by one of Donn's fingers. Hush......

Belch...... Looking at Don who was close at hand, Lena's body stiffened, and her heart was like a drum.

What does Mr. Arthur want to do? Is it ...... Well, but this is a restaurant...... I haven't finished dinner yet......

Lena had all sorts of strange thoughts running through her mind like a kaleidoscope......

"Shhh......h Uh, what's wrong with you?" the two were too close, so even though it was dark now, Don noticed something strange about Lena.

"Ah...... Oh, well, you be careful. Lena buried her head under her hair and made a voice like a mosquito.

Don gave Lena a strange look, and quietly went up the stairs to the second floor.

Lena brushed her hair away and looked left and right, curled up, and gently hit the table leg twice with her forehead, "Lena, Lina, what are you thinking...... You're dead, you're ......"

......

Tang En quietly went up to the second floor, slightly opened the curtains, and the backyard was pitch black.

However, Tang En still vaguely saw a crouching figure in the corner of the wall, probably frightened by the sudden extinguishing of the lights in the room just now, and the man in black paused for a moment before slowly getting up and touching the back door and window to look inside.

Don's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw the dagger in the man's hand. Thieves, Assassins, what's going on......

No matter, since you're here, let's stay!

Opening the window, Donn leaped forward and threw himself at the shadow.

Huh? The dark shadow looked up.

For dinner, Don naturally wore home clothes, a long-sleeved black cloth gown. Now jump down directly, and naturally there will be some sound of breaking the air.

The dark shadow looked up and was taken aback to see a figure lunging towards him, but he reacted quickly and quickly handed out a dagger that stabbed Donn in the heart. ...,