Fist of Utopia Chapter 39. Party A descends from heaven (Thanks to Jiyue Nanmen Caiyun Yisan and the double-headed evil spirit Ding Yuhua for their support)
Chapter 39. Party A descends from heaven (Thanks to Jiyue Nanmen Caiyun Yisan and the double-headed evil spirit Ding Yuhua for their support)
seven in the morning.
Liang De dried his hands with a towel, took off his canvas apron and hung it on the side of the refrigerator, walked out of the kitchen and returned to the master bedroom.
He sat on the edge of the bed, held his girlfriend's hand under the quilt and shook it:
"Breakfast is ready."
She closed her eyes and wrinkled her nose: "Tea eggs, corn, pork and green onion buns..."
Liang De: "There are also millet porridge, bean curd cakes, oven cakes, fried cakes, egg burgers, pot stickers, horse shaomai..."
"..."
Shen Shiyu opened his eyes and glanced at him: "Liang Xiaochui, you want to open a breakfast shop at home."
"That's not the case."
Liang De nodded confidently:
"I checked the cooking methods of these things on "Jianjian of the World", and they are absolutely authentic, especially the fried cakes, which are made from water-milled noodles. They have big fillings and sweet fillings. They are not sticky on the inside and not sticky on the outside. They are always delicious.
"I've thought about it. I'll start a trial operation at home. Once the word of mouth gets good, I'll go downstairs to set up shop in the design center. I'll make it bigger and stronger. I'll acquire Mo's Heavy Industry within three years and focus on customers, and let Lao Mo rent a house downstairs.
A house sells rare items and weapons.
"How about it, this is more promising than doing it."
"Just be poor."
Shen Shiyu led him to sit up, released his hands and covered him with the quilt to straighten his hair.
"Bring me a set of pajamas...the wardrobe in the middle...not this one, get that waffle set, yes, the light purple one..."
…
The two sat opposite each other across the dining table and finished their breakfast in the dreamy dim morning light.
He and she shared fifteen minutes of silence, and then they each changed their clothes and stood at the end of the dark entrance hall.
Shen Shiyu was dressed very simply, wearing a white stand-up collared long-sleeved shirt and a bird-blue horse-faced skirt that only reached the middle of her calf. It had a dark pattern skirt and a gold-woven hem, like a cold day where you could see the morning glow.
She looked up and down at Liang De's formal attire, took the two ends of his new tie, and tied a Kelvin knot for him in an orderly manner.
"Let's go." She let go of her hand.
Liang De held the handle and pushed open the door, and walked side by side into the sunlit porch with Shen Shiyu.
"See you after get off work," he said.
"Um."
…
This shore of the empty sea is an unnamed world.
Fang Weiyu took his friend's cat away from his friend's recliner, and lay down on it regardless of the cat's loud meows of protest.
This cat is getting more and more unruly. He was so angry and dared not speak out yesterday. Can't you cats' mental state be more stable?
She slumped on the recliner, staring blankly at the balcony of her friend's house, feeling quite like a hero at the end of his life.
Ever since the skylight was opened for AiDian at the S&M Game Jam, Fang Weiyu has stayed at a friend's house to escape from her completely crazy lioness roommate, seven days a week.
She originally thought that as long as she hid for a few days, A Le, as a mature planner, would naturally handle her emotions, calmly call her and tell her to go back and kowtow three hundred times, and then the matter would be over.
Unexpectedly, A Le's mental state continued to deteriorate. More than a week later, the lioness not only refused to calm down, but also threatened to tear up live fish in the circle of friends, which was very scary.
Alas, Ah Le, unknowingly you have been alienated in the workplace and become like this. Being in charge of this job is really harmful to people.
Fang Weiyu sighed and took out his tablet from the back pocket of the recliner and opened the light blog data background.
ID Tunzhou, number of fans 1524, today’s data overview...
At one glance, Fang Weiyu couldn't help but sigh again and again.
The article "Grey City Ghost Story: Shiba Inu Investigator" that she risked her life still only had 75 hits and no comments.
The expected swarm of Furikons did not appear. Alas, there are so many Furikons that you want to throw away when you don’t need them, but you don’t have any when you need them. Are you disposable gloves?
Refreshing the background, the number of clicks changed from 75 to 76, and a newly registered zombie account posted ":)" in the comment area.
Fang Weiyu put down the tablet and hugged it to his chest, looking at his friend's cat speechlessly.
"Meow meow meow!" Fang Weiyu was the first to break the silence, and his friend's cat ran away.
Haha, stupid feline.
She yawned and was about to play roulette when her cell phone in her trouser pocket suddenly rang.
"Hello?"
"Hello Teacher Tunzhou, I am the copyright editor of Qinggenfeng Cultural Creative Co., Ltd., my surname is Liang... As far as I know, you don't have the copyright for this gray urban ghost story series yet... Yes, yes, it is convenient for you
if……"
The 76th reader of "Shiba Inu Investigator" stood on a crowded street with a black briefcase in his hand, a kind smile on his face.
"Okay, okay, it will take about half an hour, right? Then I will leave immediately to go to the Alanya Bar in Rhodes Commercial Plaza. We will see you later."
Liang De put away the mobile phone that he had temporarily pinched with Huanhai Xuanqi, and Li Zhixian's voice came into his mind through the cross-border live broadcast system:
"Why do we have an appointment to talk business in a bar in broad daylight? Is this person trustworthy?"
"Brother Xian, can you put down the bottle of stuff in your hand first while you are talking?"
"oh."
Li Zhixian took a sip of the 5-liter bottle of Uigeadail whiskey in his hand, put down the bottle and said:
"I think it will be more troublesome for you to do this. You also asked the outside assistant to cooperate in releasing a full set of false information in advance... Can't you just give her suggestions as a loyal reader? You don't have to be someone else's party."
Liang De: "Of course it won't work, because you will make a lot of unreasonable demands and your attitude is very stubborn. No one will agree if you don't pay."
"I?"
Liang De nodded, "That's right, it's you. You're just scary and unreasonable. Editor Li, I've sent a list of requirements to your email. Please read it in advance to avoid missing items."
Li Zhixian clicked on the mailbox and said, "Wow, no, Lao Liang, your demands are too...why do you want me to talk about them?"
"Because I know people and make good use of them.
"Brother Xian, you might as well think back. In our cooperation experience, have I always played the role of a reasonable and good person, while you are better at being unreasonable?
"And you are having an online meeting with her through a cross-border live broadcast. So what if you are unreasonable? Can she still hit you through the screen?"
Liang De is good at teaching:
"Stop pretending, Brother Xian. You and I are both Blue Star people in modern society. There is nothing we can't do through the Internet. You, the boss, will be done with it."
Li Zhixian: "...Are you sure that people will agree to cooperate with us after doing this?"
"Of course."
Liang De was full of confidence: "In this world, there is no party A more powerful than our Qinggenfeng Cultural Creative Co., Ltd. If she doesn't choose us, who else can she choose?"
…
Beyond the boundary, across the empty sea, the compound horizon.
Meeting room on the top floor of Suiyuan Terrace.
Jiang Bailu, who was sent by Zhou Bofu to deploy the work, stood on the podium and made an important speech:
"...In short, I have always been very opposed to Polutai's simple and rough work style. This time Mi Xiang died, I think it is a good thing. Her death was valuable, and we should feel for her.
Happy, everyone applauds."
The attendees clapped happily. It was obvious that they had a very good relationship with Mi Xiang and were sincerely proud of her.
"Okay, stop for a moment and continue talking about business.
"Recently, the First Lord and the Thunder Evil Sect Tai Fengxian met at the Baichuan Hai Gathering and reached the following important consensus..."
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