"In the human realm, amnesia is a very difficult disease, and there is no certain cure, let alone a demon race with a completely different life structure? You said that if he is seriously injured and dying, I might be able to save him, but with amnesia, I
There is nothing we can do.”
"Ah, so..." Bubugao had a look of disappointment on his face.
Wang Hu, on the other hand, seemed to have no problem with it, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Long Xiruo said calmly: "However, the treatment of this disease is similar to that of humans. It is nothing more than hiding in a place that can remind him of memories, talking more about the past, etc... Maybe all he needs is an opportunity.
He can remember it all."
Since even the Shenzhou True Dragon said there was nothing he could do, what else could Bubugao say? If only he could tell Wang Hu more about the past and go to a place that could bring back memories... who knows where?
"Okay, keep him under restraint on weekdays." Long Xiruo added: "After all, there are differences between humans and monsters. The Administration is walking between the two sides, so it must handle these relationships well."
After all, as one of the top advisors...well, when facing a new recruit, Shenzhou True Dragon does not hesitate to show his glorious side in front of him.
"Bubugao has learned a lesson."
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"Tsk, tsk, the most powerful white tiger has become the lowest support staff of the administration." Looking at the two figures walking away outside the window, Long Xiruo suddenly had a mischievous smile on his face.
A combination like Bu Bugao and Huang Baifu...Wang Hu would be hard to come up with in the world of supernatural beings and demons in China, right?
I wonder what kind of chemical reaction this combination will eventually lead to?
Long Xiruo was secretly thinking about something... Today he unexpectedly met Huang Baifu who had lost his memory. Suddenly, he felt as if his gloom had been swept away, and the mental fatigue of the past few days seemed to have been relieved a lot.
I don't know what this little guy Pianying is doing... Long Xiruo subconsciously thought that he had been back for almost an hour, and this little guy didn't respond at all. This was really the first time.
But she could feel that this little butterfly demon was clearly in her room.
"Qianqing, I'm back, what are you doing in the room?" As usual, Long Xiruo pushed the door directly and entered. The little butterfly demon basically didn't lock the door of his room, and there was no security at all. For this reason, Long
Xiruo didn't know how many times she had been criticized.
The moment she opened the door, Long Xiruo saw books piled on the table... She couldn't help but have a headache. It seemed that this butterfly had the heart of a top student.
"Pianying?" His eyes swept across the desk, and Long Xiruo finally found Luo Pianying sitting in the corner of the gap between the desk and the bed, curled up, and a bad premonition passed through his heart, "What happened?"
matter!"
Long Xiruo walked quickly to Luo Pianqing's side, squatted down and started to check.
At this time, Xiaodie Yao's face was slightly red, and her body temperature was a little higher than usual. The colorful wings on her back were now fully exposed, but they were folded up and trembling slightly.
The little butterfly demon's eyes were sometimes confused and sometimes high, and two rolled-up tentacles were exposed on her forehead... She seemed to have difficulty maintaining her human shape.
"So what happened?"
"Sister Long...is that you..." Luo Pian Ting raised her head, her watery eyes still misty and hazy, "I don't know... I just feel that my body is weird... so hot... it seems, like I'm hugging you..."
Where can I live...am I sick?"
Long Xiruo was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but think of some possibility. He immediately put his hand on the forehead of the little butterfly demon and asked by the way: "Do you still feel that your heartbeat is speeding up and your body is becoming sensitive? Just gently
Do you feel weak even if you touch it?"
"Sister Long...how did you know..."
"I definitely know!" Long Xiruo said angrily: "It's obviously the mating season again... It's okay, you're not sick, you're just in estrus."
"Estrus, estrus!"
Xiaodie Demon's originally rosy face seemed to turn even redder instantly... Apparently, even if it was just a literal understanding, one could understand the meaning of estrus.
The little butterfly demon suddenly became anxious.
Her mother died at the hands of a mantis monster when she was young, and she was raised by a tree demon grandpa who had become a spirit since she was a child... Naturally, the tree demon grandpa couldn't bear to discuss this kind of thing with Luo Pian Ting.
...She really doesn't know what to do now.
"It's okay, it's a small matter." Long Xiruo waved his hand and said, "Drink more ice. When you feel like your thoughts are wandering, just take a dip in cold water. If the effect is not good enough, just go to the basement to get some dry ice. It's okay.
Don't go out, especially don't meet any male creatures, it will heal naturally in a few days."
Luo Pianqing obviously obeyed the words of Shenzhou True Dragon, "Sister Long, you are so powerful, everyone knows this."
"No, after all I...ahem, okay, let me get you some dry ice." Long Xiruo cleared his throat and walked out with a normal expression.
It was so dangerous that I almost let it slip...
…
…
"...The murderer is suspected to be a person with abnormal mysophobia...Why did he kill him?"
At the elevator on the first floor of the building, Ren Ziling, who was waiting for the elevator, held a small notebook, looked at the information she had obtained from Nan Xiaonan, and began to think crazily.
Although she had promised Luo Qiu not to rush into someone else's murder scene randomly, when faced with such a major case, Nanny Ren really couldn't control her instinct.
While thinking about it, Ren Ziling lowered her head and walked into the elevator. Then she pressed the floor where the magazine was located, biting her ballpoint pen, and entered the reasoning state again. However, her reasoning ability has always been poor.
Ding!
The elevator door opened, Ren Ziling still lowered her head and looked at the small book, and walked into the magazine's office. Unexpectedly, the moment she pushed the door open and walked in, she suddenly heard a crackling sound.
"Congratulations, Sister Ren!" they shouted in unison.
Lao Ren was really startled at this moment. He saw ribbons flying in front of him, and colorful shredded paper and gold powder appeared like a spurt.
The entire magazine office stood in front of him at the same time, holding congratulatory props in his hands.
"Fa, what happened?"
I saw Lizi walking up to Ren Ziling with a smile, holding her hand and saying: "Sister Ren, congratulations on being the editor-in-chief!!"
Ren Ziling rolled her eyes, "You guys are free, aren't you? Do you have nothing to do to entertain me?"
Editor-in-chief, she has always been the deputy editor-in-chief.
"No, no!" Lizi shook her head and said, "This editor-in-chief is the real editor-in-chief, not your deputy editor-in-chief~"
"What?" Ren Ziling was stunned.
Another male colleague laughed at this time and said: "It's true, the big boss called today. From today on, you are the editor-in-chief! And the former editor-in-chief was demoted to the deputy editor-in-chief!"
Ren Ziling blinked her eyes and subconsciously looked at the editor's office. She saw that the thin, middle-aged man with long side hair and a few horizontal lines, wearing glasses, was holding a
Carrying a cardboard box, he walked towards his deputy editor's office with an almost melancholy expression...
"what's the situation……"
"This is what the big boss means." Lizi shrugged, "Here, here is your promotion document!"
When Ren Ziling saw it, her face suddenly became strange, "It's really..."
Surrounded by everyone and congratulating her, Grandma Ren, who looked confused, came to the editor's room in a daze... Not to mention, someone had already moved everything in her original office.
Looking at the high imitations of world-famous paintings that she had smashed and sent back from abroad hanging on the wall, Grandma Ren rubbed her chin, then picked up the phone and called the big boss of the magazine.
Speaking of which, this big boss is also a wonderful person. He didn't make much money when he founded this magazine, and then he started to devote himself to the stock market at the instigation of his friends. He might have been a leek, but he actually grew into a leek.
The mutated leek stupidly made airdrops after several financial crises. From then on, it was out of control and reached the pinnacle of life.
The big boss, who didn't even know how much he was worth, simply became a hands-off shopkeeper and took his girl to travel around the world... Grandma Ren had only been in the company for such a long time, and it was only during a company annual meeting.
I met this loyal Victory in Life player at the meeting.
"Who are you?"
"Big boss! I'm Ren Ziling!"
"Ren Ziling? Oh, Ren Ziling...how are you? Have you received the promotion documents?"
"Yes, I received it, but why is it so sudden?" Listening to the big boss's tone, Grandma Ren always felt that something was wrong, as if he didn't have much impression of her, so why did she want to be promoted?
"Oh...it's like this. The previous editor-in-chief was too conservative. I feel it doesn't suit the style of our magazine." The big boss said one page at a time: "As for you, I have read a few of your articles.
The article is very to my liking. I want to make the style of our magazine more youthful, so I think you should be able to do it... What? Don’t you accept it?"
"That's not..." Ren Ziling's eyes wandered a little, probably not expecting that such a good thing would actually hit her head.
"Oh, as for salary, it will be increased by 50% based on the previous editor-in-chief's level." The big boss said with a smile: "I will give you one month of paid annual leave every year, and also give you the right to use your own travel funds.
, you can make the decision yourself for funds within 100,000, you don’t need to go through me..."
Listening to the big boss talk about the benefits for herself, Grandma Ren suddenly had a strange feeling... She even thought that the big boss had taken a fancy to her and planned to seduce her.
until……
"Do your job well, and don't call me if you have nothing to do. I'm still in the Aegean Sea, and I'm going to Spain next. I don't even plan to come back this year! I'll leave the company to you! Hahahaha..."
beep!
"Mom, I'm not dreaming..."
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On a private yacht in the Aegean Sea, a man in his thirties, wearing a plaid short-sleeved shirt and sunglasses, whose teeth seemed to shine when he smiled, was holding a phone.
"Hey... Miss Song, I have done what you said... Yes, I understand. After all, you paid such a high price to acquire my magazine... But I don't understand why Miss Song
You are still willing to let me be the 'big boss', the company is already yours... Well, after all, the price is here, of course I don't care... Don't worry, I won't reveal it to you, it's written in the contract
Well……"
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Zhang family mansion.
"I'm not disturbing her life, right?" Song Ying put down the phone casually.
This arrangement was made not only because of Luo Qiu's request, but also partly because of the Song family... Just kidding, even if the wife of the direct line of the Song family has renewed her relationship, how can she be punished at work outside?
ah?
Let's consider it a small compensation... After all, Song Ying had cheated her way into Luo Qiu's home before.
Recalling that when Ren Ziling found out that she had lied to her, her first reaction was not anger, but the way she beat her heart on the sofa as if she had been hit hard. Song Ying subconsciously smiled and felt that this 'aunt' was actually a wonderful person.
people.
"The relationship between these two people is really good..."
Song Ying muttered for a moment, recalling Luo Qiu's terrifying look that night, and somehow felt irritable in her heart... She held her chin, looked at the clock on the wall, and gradually began to lose focus.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Zhang Qingrui walked in with a smile, "I didn't disturb you, did I?"
"I'm disturbing you." Song Ying said casually: "Forget it, I'll borrow your place to work... But don't worry, I found a new office building. It's ready-made and can be used without any decoration. I'll wait for it to be purchased.
After everything is ready, I will move out."
"Actually, there's no problem in living there." Zhang Qingrui smiled: "My grandmother and I are always at home. It's usually quite deserted, so it's naturally more lively if there are more people."
"Okay, I will come here often to have a meal if nothing happens in the future." Song Ying said with a smile: "After all, the next step is a formal cooperation between our two families, and I plan to show off my skills here."
Zhang Qingrui walked to the table, sat down with her skirt in her hands, and said casually: "I heard from my grandmother that Mr. Song is investing this time to let the one from the Song family practice?"
"What about the person from our Song family, Luo Qiu just said it directly." Song Ying said angrily: "Grandpa has such a plan, but it depends on the person. If it is really not suitable, he will not force him to keep it in the end.
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Zhang Qingrui said with envy: "Your Song family's education method is really special."
"Your family is special!" Song Ying sighed and said, "Even my grandpa said you are a rare classical beauty, but he rarely praises others."
Zhang Qingrui suppressed her laughter and said, "Okay, let's not flatter each other here... Next, please take care of the cooperation."
She stretched out her hand. Song Ying understood and reached out to give her a gentle shake.
Zhang Qingrui withdrew his hand, but suddenly thought in his heart... I wonder if he will go to work often?
