Lizi knocked on the door of Ren Ziling's office with a smile.
At this time, Subeditor Ren was looking at the screen of the notebook with a ballpoint pen hanging between her nose and upper lip. She was probably worried about writing the manuscript.
"Ah!! I don't want to write anymore! Lizi, let's go out! "
"But Sister Ren, the boss said that if you don't hand in the manuscript today, your labor will be deducted this month." Lizi blinked her eyes.
"What are you doing here? Have you finished your work? Is this a place for slacking off? "Subeditor Ren suddenly turned on her acrimonious mode.
Lizi mysteriously took out a small box and shook it in front of Ren Ziling.
"What's this?" Ren Ziling curiously asked.
"Medicine." Lizi sat down, "Didn't you say you wanted more during the Golden Week? So I asked someone to get some from my hometown. "
Ren Ziling shook her head, "Oh … I remember. But isn't this medicine too strong? I'm a little scared when I think of Old Ma's condition after he fell down. It's too bad for his body! "
"Sister Ren …" Lizi said with a tired voice, "Now you know how to be distressed? Don't you want to have a grandson? "
"Go away!" Ren Ziling waved her hand.
Lizi smiled and said, "Don't worry, I asked the people in my hometown to reduce the efficacy of the medicine. He won't be like Officer Ma. Besides, Luoqiu is young, so he should be fine. "
Ren Ziling was suspicious. She blinked her eyes and looked at Lizi's blinking appearance. She quickly took the small box from Lizi's hand and stuffed it into the drawer. Then she continued to say acrimoniously, "Why are you still sitting here? Don't work! Get out! "
Lizi was shocked by her ability to remove the board after crossing the bridge … She was amazed.
"By the way, there's a letter for you."
"A letter for me?"
Ren Ziling was stunned. She took the white envelope from Riko's hand. After a quick glance, she frowned.
After a while, Ren Ziling suddenly took out her mobile phone and was about to dial Luoqiu's number. But after thinking for a while, she put down her mobile phone and tapped her fingers on the table. She suddenly said, "Lizi, go and print a leave form for me. I may need to take a few days off."
"Possible? Sister Ren, what happened? "Lizi asked curiously.
"Just do as I say. Why are you asking so many questions?" Ren Ziling urged him with a wave of her hand.
…
…
"Today's harvest is quite rich."
When they returned to the entrance of the club, Luoqiu lifted the shopping bag in his hand. For some reason, Boss Luo was always very fond of discount days in the supermarket.
Of course, most of the things they bought were just ingredients and spices.
"Yes."
At the same time, You Ye pushed open the two pine doors in front of the shop. But she found a Black Soul Messenger was waiting in the lobby. Of course, it was not Taiyinzi. He was probably still enjoying "Jade Fantasy".
It was Black Soul No.18 who was waiting.
"Greetings to master and Miss You Ye." The black-robed emissary greeted him with her ear-piercing voice that would give anyone goosebumps.
Luoqiu nodded and walked to the counter. He rolled up his sleeves and packed up today's harvest, "No.18, what's the matter?"
Black Soul No.18 glanced at the 'Critical Door' in the corner of the lobby and said, "It's disrespectful to master that I didn't come back. So I came back to pay my respects."
"Really?" Luoqiu nodded with a smile, "Have you been back for a long time?"
"A while." Black Soul No.18 nodded.
"Sit down, don't stand." Luoqiu pointed to the front, "What have you been busy with recently?"
"I've been following up with a potential customer." Black Soul No.18 said quickly, "I believe he will become a customer soon. Master, do you want to read the information first? "
Luoqiu shook his head. He cut a piece of fresh lemon and put it in his mouth. He frowned, "Well, it's too sour. No.18, do you like lemons? "
"Master, it's okay if Black Soul doesn't eat." No.18 shook her head.
Luo Qiu smiled and said, "That's a lot less fun. You have to learn from Taiyinzi. He knows how to live well. "
"Yes, yes …" Black Soul No.18 was a little stunned and nodded, "I heard that this newcomer has done well recently."
"Not bad."
"Master, I actually want to exchange something with you this time," Black Soul No.18 suddenly said.
"You can directly find You Ye. You don't have to report it to me." Luoqiu said casually, "By the way, I'm going to cook today. Do you want to stay for a meal?"
Black Soul No.18 shook her head, "I'll leave as soon as I finish the exchange."
"Well … Next time." Luoqiu waved his hand.
…
After Black Soul No.18 left, Miss Maid returned to her master, "Master, No.18 asked for the information of an ancient Egyptian language that has disappeared."
Luoqiu smiled faintly, "As I said, you don't have to report it to me."
You Ye said, "No.18 is a Black Soul with good performance, but she hasn't handed in the white card for a long time."
Supervising and reminding Black Soul Messengers was one of the duties of Miss Maid … She even had a very strict attitude in this aspect.
"She may have her own plans." Boss Luo smiled, "No matter what, No.18 has existed longer than you and me. She should know it in her heart."
Miss Maid nodded. Everything was in accordance with her master's wishes … She only supervised the work of Black Soul, but served her master here.
"Don't say this." Boss Luo waved his hand and put the salmon bought from the supermarket into a plate, "I'll leave the rest to you. My knife skills are not as good as yours."
"Okay."
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All the lights in the apartment were turned on even in the daytime — but all the curtains were closed.
An elderly foreign man was holding a document in his hand and pacing back and forth in the living room. His brows were furrowed as he thought about something.
In the middle of the sofa, a young man was sitting. The young man's appearance was almost the same as the foreign old man — Of course, it was not because they had any blood relationship. The reason why they looked similar was that they were slovenly.
Wang Yuechuan and Professor Cui Fo, who came from Australia to interpret the strange book in his hand.
At this time, unlike Professor Cui Fo's frown, Wang Yuechuan stared intently at the coffee table in front of him. On this coffee table, a flat square of black cloth was spread.
At this time, Wang Yuechuan took a deep breath and opened the small bottle next to him. It contained some white powder. These powders were ground from crystals that could be bought on the market.
Wang Yuechuan poured the crystal powder on the bottle into his palm. Then, he clenched the powder and began to slide it from his fist little by little. On the black cloth on the coffee table, he used the powder to draw a strange pattern little by little.
In the end, Wang Yuechuan even took a small knife and cut his finger. His expression became more focused.
He squeezed his cut finger hard, and the red blood dripped on the black cloth drop by drop.
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