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Chapter 1251

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Not long after, the miserable and painful cries suddenly stopped.

It wasn't a fading sound, but an abrupt stop without warning … Zhong Luochen's expression changed. He looked at the time and realized that he had been standing like this for more than an hour.

The slight numbness in his legs also proved that he had been standing for some time.

The door slowly opened. 24's messy hair came into Zhong Luochen's sight. There was no other expression on his face except indifference. He was even more ruthless than the doctor who came out of the operating room. He said lightly, "Failure … Find me again when you're ready for the next material."

Zhong Luochen frowned imperceptibly. 24 walked past him with a yawn. After that, the second young master of the Zhong family took a deep breath and strode into the glass house.

He saw that the crazy homeless man from outside was squatting on the ground like a frog. His eyeballs were also like a frog's, moving irregularly from left to right. His agitated throat was making strange sounds that didn't belong to human beings.

A chill gradually spread from his back.

But right at that moment, the tramp, who no longer looked like a human, suddenly reached out and grabbed his own tongue, pulling it with all his might. His eyes began to move even more crazily, as if he was in a state of excitement.

Finally … his tongue was pulled out.

Zhong Luochen took half a step back. The smell of blood in the air made his body react … He walked out of the room and bent down at the door … to vomit.

"Second young master, second young master! Are you okay? "

Seeing this, the staff in charge of security rushed forward.

Zhong Luochen reached out to stop them and slowly straightened up. "I'm fine … You can clean up the things inside."

They looked at each other and nodded. One of them mustered up his courage and walked in. Immediately, he sucked in a mouthful of light and felt his stomach churn. When he walked out with a pale face, Zhong Luochen had already left.





Two days passed peacefully.

Song Ying, who was working in a temporarily empty office on one of the floors of an office building owned by the Zhang family, received the expected message from Mr. House.

In the future, Mr. House's assistant, Jimmy, would be in charge of the collaboration on the new drug — and Jimmy would be paying a personal visit today.

Regarding the initial proposal for cooperation, the negotiation went very smoothly. Under the premise that the new drug had huge prospects and profits, Mr. House, on behalf of Mr. House, happily signed the initial cooperation contract.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Song." After an entire morning of discussion, a charming smile appeared on this young talent's face. He wanted to invite Song Ying for lunch. "Miss Song should have just arrived here not long ago, right? Would you do me the honor of introducing some local delicacies to you? "

Song Ying did not reject the other party's invitation right after signing the temporary cooperation contract. Moreover, Song Ying could not find a reason to reject this kind of social behavior, so she could only agree.

She wasn't afraid that offending Mr. House's assistant would cause problems in their future cooperation … If Mr. House wasn't a fool, he would naturally understand the value of these new drugs owned by the Song family.

These medicines were developed by Mr. Blind, a genius of the present age, in a pharmaceutical company invested in by the Song family.

The warriors in the Song family's village often entered and exited dangerous battlefields, and even participated in the wars of certain countries as mercenaries. The mortality rate had always been very high, and it was only after the special agent's pharmaceutical factory began to develop all kinds of life-saving drugs that this number dropped.

The few new drugs selected this time were only in the mid-range among the many research and development products of the Song family's private pharmaceutical factory. The truly advanced drugs often cost tens of millions of dollars to produce. Naturally, they were not suitable for large-scale production, and were very difficult to produce.

Last year, only a few special "health pills" were produced, but Dad had already taken them away. But this was Mr. Blind's idea. Back then, it was for Luoqiu to use … Song Ying had only eaten two of those "health pills," so she knew how precious they were.

It wasn't that the Song family was reluctant to let their descendants use this special medicine all the time, but it could not be taken too much, or it would be bad for them.

Song Ying herself had personally experienced the wonders of the various new drugs in the Song family's private pharmaceutical factory, so she was very confident in these drugs.

"Then I'll go change my clothes."

Leaving Jimmy to wait in the reception room, Song Ying returned to the temporary office. She lifted her hair as if she was thinking about something … Then, Song Ying picked up the phone as if she had made a decision.



"You don't want to go out today?"

In front of the dressing table, after combing Luoya's hair until it was straight and smooth, Luoqiu gently pressed down on her shoulder, leaned over, and asked softly.

Luoqiu didn't say anything. She just looked up and blinked, but the message was enough … Luoqiu smiled slightly, knowing that Luoqiu was not in good spirits.

She wasn't sleepy, but she was awake for a very short time every day, and most of the time she would be asleep … This wasn't a problem with her body. On the contrary, her physical condition was quite good. Although she had lost her strength, her physical strength alone was quite terrifying.

When the young girl was awake, she could easily crush a diamond into pieces with her fingers.

"Are you sleepy?"

Luoya nodded, then turned around and hugged Luoqiu's waist, lying comfortably. Luoqiu reached out and stroked the back of her head, as if to comfort her.

"Mianmian."

Not long after, the girl's breathing had calmed down, and Luoqiu called out softly. In the air, a pink pillow suddenly jumped out with four limbs spread out. The only thing missing was the special effect of releasing little stars around it.

"Take good care of her."

"Yes, Master!"

Mianmian's body instantly swelled to the size of a bed. Luoqiu picked Luoya up and placed her on Mianmian before walking out of the room.

Outside the door, Miss Maid stood quietly with her hands clasped together. Luoqiu smiled and said, "It seems that Luoya won't be able to eat the lunch you made today."

The servant girl said softly, "Master, don't you plan to solve the problem of Miss Luoya's deep sleep?"

Basically, the servant girl could easily understand what her master meant, but the only thing she couldn't figure out was his attitude towards Luoya.

Luoqiu shook his head. "It's not that I haven't thought about it, but I don't know why, but I feel that it's better to let nature take its course … It's something like intuition."

As he spoke, Luoqiu walked down, and the servant girl followed behind. "Master's protagonist has always been very accurate."

Luoqiu said casually, "I might only have this that can't be considered an advantage … By the way, how's the design going?"

"Everything is going well." You Ye thought and said, "It should be able to officially go online in that world before Master leaves."

Since she said it was going well, there naturally wouldn't be a problem. Boss Luo had never doubted the servant girl's ability to work.

Luoqiu joked, "After officially going online, I may not be able to get rid of the identity of a useless person."

The servant girl understood the meaning of her master's words … Since Chen Mingming, the club hadn't officially opened for business for a long time. There was almost no such interval before — Even when Luoqiu took a personal vacation last time, he gave the authority to You Ye to act as a temporary store manager.

The servant girl had served the club for more than 300 years, and she had some guesses about the current situation.

In just one year, the new master's control of the shop seemed to have surpassed that of the previous master …

"Master, you don't plan to accept individual customers?"

"That's not it." Luoqiu shook his head. "It's just not as urgent as before. Why, do you prefer the way it was before? "

The servant girl suddenly leaned her head on Luoqiu's body and whispered, "You Ye doesn't need to teach Master anything now."

"Dance with me."

After saying that, the entire lobby began to serve Luoqiu. Accompanied by the music of the old gramophone, the master and the servant girl's figures began to sway slowly in the lobby.

You Ye remembered that at the beginning, the new master didn't know anything, but he was also so leisurely … Now, there was no difference from before.

Time was such a thing.

It was just a notification of a text message, which finally interrupted the master and the servant girl when the song was about to end. Luoqiu looked at the content of the message, revealing a thoughtful expression.

"You may not need to make lunch for me."

The servant girl opened her mouth slightly.

Luoqiu raised his mobile phone. It was a text message from Song Ying.

"Master, are you going?"

Luoqiu nodded and muttered, "Don't you think it's a little strange that the Dimension Observers keep appearing?"

"Then I'll prepare clothes for you."





The restaurant was located in a private club. The boss came from France and was a standard 3-star Michelin chef. Naturally, the guests who came here were also celebrities.

Luoqiu's appearance did not alarm the security guards in front of the club. Instead, he arrived at the appointed place five minutes early.

However, when he arrived, he saw a woman wearing a suit and skirt. She was standing there with a set of clothes in her hand.

When the woman saw Luoqiu, she was startled at first. Then, she steadily walked over and said, "Master Qiu, how do you do?"

"How do you do … have we met before?" Luoqiu asked with some curiosity.

The woman revealed a faint smile and blinked her eyes before saying, "Master Qiu, I'm from the village. I'm in the same batch as Gan Hong. However, I studied business management … you can call me Zi Yun."

"Did Song Ying ask you to wait for me?" Luoqiu nodded his head, which could be considered as a greeting.

Zi Yun quickly said, "Miss Ying can't leave now. She asked me to wait for you here and prepare something for you. I was afraid that you would wait for a while … But it seems that it's not necessary."

Zi Yun helplessly waved the prepared clothes and showed a playful action of sticking out her tongue.

"Someone prepared it for me."

Therefore, Boss Luo felt that he was walking further and further on the road of being a useless person — the clothes on him were naturally chosen by Miss Maid. He was even dressed up before he went out.

It seemed that he would encounter some difficulties because of the problem, which had never happened to Boss Luo. Naturally, he could feel how meticulous Miss Maid's care was.

"Master Qiu, is your clothes designed by Astaroth?" Unexpectedly, Zi Yun suddenly opened her eyes wide.

“Astaroth?”

Zi Yun nodded, "Yes, Astaroth is the most mysterious fashion designer. No one knows whether it's a man or a woman. And Astaroth is the top in the fashion design industry. Many rich people can't get a piece of work even if they spend a lot of money. "

Luoqiu lowered his head and looked at it. He didn't care too much when he put it on and asked curiously, "Why do you say so?"

Zi Yun pointed at Luoqiu's collar and said, "Here, do you see this pin? This is Astaroth's unique symbol! I'm the most loyal slave of Astaroth's works. I definitely won't recognize it wrong! "

What slave …

Luoqiu smiled and took off the pin on his collar. He smiled and said, "Okay, go in. Don't let them wait for too long."

Although she didn't understand Luoqiu's action, Zi Yun didn't say anything. Instead, she said softly, "Master Qiu, it's right to go in early. If you go in late, I don't know how that Jimmy will attack again! Master Qiu, Miss Ying is actually very tired. In the past, she often had to face these crazy bees and butterflies! Wait for you, you must let this Jimmy know how to retreat! "

Emmmmm …

In Luoqiu's opinion, Song Ying's character was probably enough to make people retreat from the beginning.

Then, under Zi Yun's lead, Luoqiu walked into the club's restaurant — but Boss Luo felt a gaze from afar.

He turned his head to take a look, only to see a figure flash by not far away, and soon disappeared.

"Are there any guests who haven't arrived today?" Luoqiu suddenly asked.

Zi Yun was stunned and shook her head, "No, it's just this Jimmy who invited Miss Ying for a meal … Master Qiu, let me tell you about this Jimmy. The company is now cooperating with a rich foreign businessman. This Jimmy was sent by the other party. This cooperation … "



"Miss Ying's friend hasn't arrived yet?"

"He should be here soon." Song Ying kept smiling.

"How should I address him later?" Jimmy asked with a smile.

"His surname is Luo." Song Ying said casually and looked out of the window.

Jimmy quickly searched for people with the surname Luo in his mind … However, Miss Song had appeared out of thin air, so he didn't know if this person with the surname Luo had appeared out of thin air as well.

The door of the private room slowly opened. Jimmy naturally recognized the assistant beside Song Ying. As for the young man who came in next to the assistant, he must be the person Song Ying was waiting for … He looked at him carefully.

Song Ying frowned first, then left her seat and walked quickly to Luoqiu. She stretched out her hand naturally and turned to Jimmy, "Come, let me introduce you. This is the real boss of our company."

Jimmy's expression didn't change. He walked forward with a smile and reached out his hand, "Hello, Mr. Luo, nice to meet you … I'm Jimmy, the representative of your company … Don't stand and talk, please take a seat."

Seeing Jimmy return to his seat first, Song Ying suddenly frowned again. Her nose twitched, and she smelled a light perfume.

"Hum."

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