"The competition has been going on for nearly a week, but so far, no one has revealed their whereabouts." Sitting on the lounge chair by the window, Rowan looked sideways at the tall buildings outside the window and murmured softly.
"This won't work. At least let me know where they are, otherwise..."
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Rowan looked at Ou Ren who was waiting for his instructions with a half-smile, and said, "Now go and send a message to Clinton and ask him how Takeuchi's injury is. If it's not healed yet.
, I remember that there is a person in the Tianchao branch who has the ability to quickly recover from injuries in his body, and he will inject the medicine made from his ability into Takeuchi's body, so that he can come here as soon as possible."
Ou Ren put his right hand on his chest, bowed and replied, "I understand, young master."
After saying that, Ou Ren smiled and blinked his meaningful black pupils, and said, "Master, can you send one of the members of the Chinese branch and the North American branch who are staying in the laboratory to come here?"
"Of course," Master Luo Wen looked at the handsome and feminine man in front of him with admiration, although his behavior was a bit scary, but he was really smart and understood his thoughts very well. He nodded and smiled, "Your suggestion is very good, but in this case,
You also need to send more people to the underground laboratory, and you must know that there cannot be any omissions in dealing with Mr. Bolan, do you understand?"
Hearing Rowan's words, a strange look flashed in Ou Ren's eyes. The next second, he knelt on one knee, covering his chest with his right hand, bowing his head sincerely, "I will always be a descendant of the Tsimixi clan, Younes
Te is just my last name, and anyone from Younest will be unconditionally loyal to you."
Young Master Luo Wen did not speak, he just watched Ou Ren's performance with interest.
Soon, he stood up. Rowan helped Ou Ren up with his own hands, patted his shoulder with a smile and said, "Don't misunderstand me. From the first day you returned to the family, the Tsimixi family will no longer treat you."
If you have any doubts, you will always be a member of the Tsimichy clan."
Having said this, Master Luo Wen also looked gloomily towards the toilet and stuck out three heads again, and said coldly.
"Of course, I also know that for some reasons, you may feel that your family doesn't like you, but believe me, everyone is not disgusted with you, it's just that they can't understand your hobbies. Do you understand?"
Ou Ren looked at Rowan sincerely, blinked his beautiful black eyes, and spoke respectfully, "I understand, young master, because beings like us with advanced aesthetic tastes, it is naturally difficult for lower animals to behave like us."
There is no way to survive in a crowded environment. This is the so-called ideological generation gap, realm generation gap, and species purchasing."
After listening to Ou Ren's words, Zi Ming and the other three couldn't help but look at each other.
"Why do I feel like he's calling us inhumane?"
"Well, I feel the same way."
Ou Ren lowered his head, not letting Rowan see his eyes, and said in a deep voice.
"Master, I just, I just don't want you to misunderstand anything. If necessary, I can ask all the descendants of Younest to come here now, and you will be responsible for commanding them. As for me..." Eugene
A touch of excitement appeared on Yinmei's beautiful face, "I would like to be just a servant next to the young master forever! I just hope that you, young master, can give me some opinions on my works in your spare time."
Seeing Ou Ren's truly excited expression, Luo Wen turned his eyes slightly. Soon, Master Luo Wen smiled and showed his eight white teeth, patted Ou Ren on the shoulder and said, "No,
You will always be my most effective assistant. Well, go back and prepare. If there is anything else, I will inform you."
"I understand, Master," after saying that, Ou Ren took out a piece of face that he had just peeled off not long ago from his black suit pocket, and handed it to Master Luo Wen's hands with reverence, "Master, this is
The work I just completed last night, this time I adopted the French court makeup of the 14th century, and devoted myself to creating a graceful and elegant feeling in my work. Master, I also hope you can give me some valuable opinions, you know
Your advice has always been my guiding light to the palace of art!"
Staring at the female face in Ou Ren's hand, Master Luo Wen stretched out his hand with some trembling to take the cold face, swallowed lightly, and pretended to be calm as he admired the face in front of him that had no eyes but only
Leaving behind a white skin covered with makeup.
Looking at the noble lady's face in his hand, Master Luo Wen had no expression on his face. He just looked at it with an indifferent expression, sometimes frowning, sometimes nodding slightly.
While Master Luo Wen was silently admiring it, Ou Ren felt that his whole body and mind had been blessed by God!
Ah, sure enough, in this vulgar world, only the young master knows how to appreciate my works, and only the young master can understand my art.
Just look at the expressionless look on the young master's face at the beginning. You can tell that the young master is a master with truly advanced aesthetic taste, even the world's best aesthetic level! Even my beautiful works can't make him feel refreshed.
This shows the artistic gap between me and the young master.
Look at the way the young master frowns again, my God, I know that I have not reached the pinnacle of art. My ignorant and youthful works must contain countless shortcomings that I cannot discover. Ah, the young master actually saw me.
The shortcomings are unacceptable, really unacceptable!
But it doesn't matter. When I saw the young master's slight nod at the end, I knew that the young master still expressed a certain degree of recognition of my work, but he just nodded slightly. I understood that the young master wanted me to continue working hard. I must not
slack off.
Ou Ren hugged himself in emotion, leaving a drop of crystal in the corner of his eyes intoxicated.
God, you are indeed someone I recognize. The young master’s aesthetic thoughts and artistic attainments have already surpassed me by so many realms!
Ahem, in fact, when Master Luo Wen looked at the face in his hand, his mental activities were not that complicated.
Taking the face that Ou Ren handed him, Master Luo Wen showed no expression on the surface, but in his heart he kept telling himself, calm down, be calm, and he must not let him see that I am a little scared.
When he frowned, Master Luo Wen was thinking to himself, Oh my god, why does it feel more and more scary the more I look at it? Even though I know that this is the skin of a dead man, and I don’t know how many people I have killed in my life,
But, why do I always feel that this thing in my hand is so scary? No, pretend again, pretend for another five minutes, pretend for another five minutes!
When he nodded slightly, Master Luo Wen thought to himself, "Is it almost done? Nod and smile at him, that should be enough, right?"
Five minutes later, he handed the cheek in his hand back to Ou Ren. Young Master Luo Wen smiled and said the words he would always leave behind after visiting Ou Ren's artworks.
"Keep working harder."
Ou Ren took the work handed back to him by the young master with both hands, bowed his head and said excitedly as if he were meeting the Prime Minister.
"I understand, young master, and I will continue to work hard!"
Ziming Abel and others in the distance whispered, "The young master has been fooling him for half a year with these words, right?"
Andrea shook her head, "More than that, it will be exactly one year in two months."
"You are indeed a young master!" Zi Ming and Abel looked at Luo Wen who was encouraging Ou Ren with admiration on their faces, with endless admiration in their eyes.
——————
"Master, why did you transfer Takeuchi here? Aren't they guarding the underground laboratory?"
After Ou Ren left, Zi Ming and others who were hiding in the kitchen quickly ran out and asked all the questions in their minds.
Clapping his hands, Ziming pretended to be smart and said, "I understand, Master, are you planning to eliminate Karl and the others all at once? But Master, didn't you say that there are many forces at present? What if those people take advantage of us to eliminate Karl?
What if we want to sneak attack our laboratory?"
Luo Wen glanced at Zi Ming who ran up to him, took a deep breath, Master Luo Wen looked at him with a smile and said, "Dear Mr. Good and Evil Chef God, you have to correct your current status. You know
, as a hero who helped us get out of the first round of the competition, shouldn't you hurry back and practice your Chinese cuisine now?"
Hearing this, Ziming ran back to the kitchen in despair and continued to study his Sichuan cuisine.
Zi Ming turned around and left. Abel, the handsome blue-eyed boy, came to Luo Wen with a plate of preserved egg tofu that he had made not long ago. He smiled and said, "Master, try the preserved egg tofu I mixed."
Luo Wen took a small taste with his chopsticks, then nodded and said, "Well, it's not bad. If you work harder, you can cook for the pigs in China."
Abel: "......"
Sadly, he poured the preserved egg tofu into the trash can. Abel took the cigarette that Master Luo Wen handed him as a reward, and asked, "Master, why on earth did you transfer Ye Takeuchi? And those
You also know that the technology of the medicine is not yet mature, and it can only last for three days at most before disappearing. After three days, our body will enter a period of weakness for about a day, and it will be difficult to even stand up.
In case something happens..."
Young Master Luo Wen lowered his head and nodded a Liqun stick, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Why should I transfer Takeuchi here? It's simple, because I want Karl to see him."
Abel and Andrea were slightly startled. After looking at each other, they subconsciously asked, "Master, what do you mean?"
Turning around, Master Luo Wen slowly smoked the cigarette in his hand, looking far away at the blue sky, white clouds and high-rise buildings outside the window.
"There are too many variables and uncertainties in this competition. In order to draw out the people hiding under the water, I have no choice but to ask our dear Mr. Bolan to help me."
"Haha, I hope he won't disappoint me."
A stern smile appeared on the corner of Rowan's mouth. (To be continued)