Chapter 340: long time no see

To be honest, Fang Ran was very daunting.
He really didn't understand that he fell asleep for so much, really lost time!
Suddenly he felt like a fire. This guy is good, just pretending to be a ghost, he is filled with black wheat and orange, and he is dancing with a scepter. No matter what, he puts the two in the same way as talking about cross talk.
One teasing, one holding, not only fancy who team up to pierce their hearts.
As soon as she was about to lie back on her sofa and continue to sleep, Fang Ran saw...
I don't know when I was already in line outside the door.
Fang Ran: "..."
silence
....
So, in this information age, news is really spreading so quickly!
Dian (Д) ツ┏━┓ (beat the table with tears)!
Facing a pale and weak man who had witnessed the whole process of Fang Ran's hypnosis just now, with a relief expression like a savior, Fang Ran had to sit back behind his desk with a twitching mouth.
With a face full of complicated choices, he carried out his identity as an old Chinese doctor to the end.
Pretend to be forced, and finish it when you kneel...
That said....
But doggy! ! !
Fang Ran gritted his teeth and put it to the seventh. After he finished saying that he was busy making money and could not take care of the family, causing his wife to run away, facing a house of banknotes alone, waking up to the fact that he had never gotten anything in his life. A precious thing, after a few years of insomnia due to depression,' Fang Ran really wanted to lick the man after...
He found that the people lined up outside were not few...
On the contrary, his length has doubled!
dry! (╬◣д◢)!
From the beginning of the show and making a full set, to the end, "Just let me go up and just wave my hand", my heart yelled, "It's not over yet, why are so many people?" It was not clear.
He is almost every person who is'hypnotized', and those sleepy guys will be moved in their social circle to send news that their insomnia is finally rescued.
And who are they?
Merchant!
What can be more extensively connected than these businessmen?
Even if they are not seen by others, these people will take the initiative to contact people they know who are troubled by insomnia, such as which leader, which boss, which old parents of acquaintances, sell personal affection, and draw closer relationships. .
then...
Because the effect is so good, the senses of all the people who experience it are amazing, which leads to...
More and more people lined up outside.
Even due to the large number of people, I had to transfer hospital beds from downstairs, urge one, put one, and then put a row in the corridor. A bunch of successful big bosses are like the babies in the nursery, neatly arranged in rows. sleep.
In the end, he was busy like a streamline operation, even Luo Yuanshan's young assistant Xiao Wang was caught by Fang Ran as a coolie.
Responsible for bringing people to the bed.
This is not considered to be people who plan to come by plane, and people who are not in Beijing who have already come by private plane...
Hahaha (embarrassed...)
But Fang Ran snarled in his heart!
Dry Liliang! I want to sleep!
Then he covered his face in his heart, feeling that he couldn't look directly at the many people still in line outside.
I'm not short of money, it's better to say that apart from the last time I went to Linfu Street, I didn't have the opportunity to spend money this summer vacation!
So, ladies and gentlemen, shall we please come back?
At this moment, Fang Ran looked at Abel in front of him crying.
I drop the sky, this time even foreigners are finally coming here?
Can I go home tonight...
"you you you..."
Fang Ran’s mouth twitched and shrank in the boss’s chair, looking at the imposing manner of the Liangshan hero who had just been robbed, he shouted,
Wait! "Foreign friends, I thought with a cold sweat.
he.....
Is this dissatisfaction with me for letting him down with his partner?
However, Abel, who was on the opposite side, was already stunned.
He really did not expect, and did not understand why, he would see such a thing in Huaxia, here, in the hands of this seemingly ordinary young man.
The last time I saw it, it was at the starting point of the northern Cordillera Mountains, near Alaska, in the Fiesld Empire Manor, which is almost a small city.
At the ten-year event that night.
At the end of the sharp cone of the cut surface, flowing mountains, water, and dragons spread out, as if growing and intertwining from the bottom, forming a slender and beautiful rod body mixed with precious metals such as gold.
The mountains are vertical and rigid, the water is spinning softly, and the dragon-shaped spreading giant claws are lifelike. Three completely different styles are carved and inlaid with diamonds and jade gems, and finally intertwined at the head of the stick!
Cast into that huge crimson crystal!
Abel stared straight at the scepter that was almost shrouded in a layer of golden brilliant mist, not to mention the appearance that almost no one knew about except for his type of Fisdel's core high-level staff, just from the top of the fiel The unparalleled natural blood red crystal discovered during the rise of Selder eliminated all possibility of fraud.
It was clear to Abel from the first time that this was the one he finally saw in the hands of Master Fiesder last time, the symbol of the highest status of the O'Brien family.
The Scarlet Queen.
Impossible, why is it here! ?
There was a turbulent wave in Abel's heart, but he was in the high position of Fieseld in charge of the entire Asian industry. He quickly reflected, but still could not hide the shock, took a deep look at the Crimson Queen on the table. Without a word, he hurried out of the room.
Behind the desk, he was confused by his behavior, and finally lowered his head to look at the crimson scepter in front of him, slightly lost in thought...
Outside the corridor, Abel looked anxious, he quickly came to a corner, and commanded the Chinese women who had been waiting outside:
"Start the satellite channel, apply for my private line, fast, use your fastest speed!"
"I understand."
She replied calmly and simply. Less than a minute later, Abel put on the headset, looked at the silver communication device in her hand, took a deep breath, and dialed a 22-digit number with a serious face.
Only their highest level in Fisdel, the number of employees close to one million is known to no more than 30 people.
The communication was connected silently, and a majestic old man with a silver beard appeared on the screen in front of the crimson curtains, and a mountain-like voice spoke:
"Rockefeller, there seems to be no reason for you to make this call at this time."
"I'm sorry, sir."
Abel immediately bowed slightly to apologize, but he immediately spoke with a stern face and a solemn voice.
"I know that this time shouldn't interrupt your rest, but I am in China..."
"I saw your cane."
The pupils of the old man with silver beard were slightly stagnant, and then calmed down as if there had been no fluctuations before nodding:
"Well, I see, I will send you the next order through a message."
Then the communication was cut off and the screen went dark.
Abel has no idea. So, why... don't you tell me what to do right away?
When he was wondering, a line of text lit up on the communicator.
-"Give the communicator to the person you see, and then make sure he is the only one nearby"-
Drive away everyone, including yourself?
He was taken aback for a while, but Abel took a deep breath, took the communication device from the woman who followed his bodyguard and interpreter, and walked into the office again.
"Sorry, please let me, I will pay you enough compensation later."
Nodded politely, then Abel motioned to the female bodyguard and stopped the people outside the door.
He walked into the office alone.
Assistant Xiao Wang just pushed a person out, wondering why the foreigner came back.
I was thinking about the vicissitudes of life in the room, "How many people are there, do you want to bugger? Will it affect the reputation of the recovery sister hospital, but I finally didn't have to deal with official duties, so why did I pretend to be psychological here? The doctor's Fang Ran was shocked when he saw Abel coming in again and closing the office door.
But before Fang Ran could speak, Abel put down Fiesder's confidential communication device, and then slightly bowed to make sure that Fang Ran was in the room, then went out again and closed the door.
"Um...what is he doing...?"
Fang Ran was confused by Abel's strange behavior, took the tablet-like thing that Abel had put down in his hand, and blinked his eyes strangely:
"So he gave this... to me!?"
Just thinking about whether the other party’s brains was convulsed, Fang Ran, who was happy for a second after giving this particularly high-end
tablet
to herself~EbookFREE.me~, was instantly caught in the second when she appeared on the communication decoration camera. Capture.
The dark screen lights up.
A girl with weak-looking silver-gray hair wearing tortoiseshell glasses sits on an unknown couch with crimson gold armrests.
He seemed to be embarrassed to rub his snow-white legs under his gorgeous skirt, and looked at Fang Ran with a reddish face, as if he wanted to gather courage, but he stopped talking.
And Fang Ran, who was sitting behind the desk, was taken aback when he saw her, and looked at the crimson scepter in front of him.
Then I understood everything just now.
Putting away the other expressions on his face, Fang Ran sighed helplessly.
He relaxed, put one hand on the desk, propped his cheek, and lowered his calm eyes, looking at the silver-haired the screen.
He sighed slightly in a tone that was slightly different from his usual funny complaints:
"So pretending to be like this, do you want me to think that Monica is better?"
He sighed softly as if chatting with an old acquaintance who had been reunited for a long time, with a slightly helpless tone.
Hearing such a sentence, the silver-haired girl wearing tortoiseshell glasses on the screen lowered her head and raised the corners of her mouth. Then her temperament seemed to shatter.
Become another kind of aura.
She took off the tortoiseshell glasses and threw it lightly. The temperament of Wenruo that looked like a water bird just disappeared.
Instead, there was a strong empress-like haughty aura. She chuckled the corners of her mouth and chuckled away her long silver-gray hair. The same silver-gray pupils with an unknown smile looked at Fang Ran, and smiled slightly. :
"Long time no see, Night Crow."
In response to her, the youth raised his eyes and sighed:
"Long time no see, Veronica." ()
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