: Fanwai: Comrades, this is the lesson of blood (1)

Qiao Weiya gave her a disgusting glance, then took her cell phone on her desk and got up.
"Don't Miss Qiao know that we are currently interviewing Miss Fang." The editor-in-chief of the Finance and Economics Department directly blocked Qiao Weiya's way, and said coolly.
Miss Fang is the strong woman.
Qiao Weiya tilted her head slightly and looked at the powerful woman in front of her.
"Have you reported her news? The entire editorial department knew before I posted the news, don't you know? Even if you're bothering me, find a decent reason, isn't it? The high-level students studying abroad have their minds Abroad? "
To make Qiao Weiya aggrieved, that was absolutely non-existent.
She is a newcomer, but she is not a newcomer to be bullied.
The editor-in-chief of Finance and Economics obviously did not expect that Qiao Weiya would refute herself so directly, so her face turned into a pig's liver color.
"Jealousness makes you ugly, and you are ugly and hopeless." Qiao Yaruan said, turning around and leaving without knowing what the woman came to do for her shame.
Qiao Weiya went straight upstairs to find Chu Luowei, without paying any attention to the woman.
At this moment, Chu Luowei was calling upstairs to arrange a private helicopter to send Chu Luomu to go abroad. Qiao Weiya did not bother him.
After Chu Luowei arranged, he looked at Qiao Weiya, and then said, "Why do you provoke you because you look so ugly?"
"Brother going to go abroad? The injury is not good, and his identity is not suitable, right?" Qiao Weiya did not answer Chu Luowei's question, but asked her own curious question.
"Official business, I'm not assured that my elder brother took the plane and let him pass him by." Chu Luowei said, coming out from behind the office desk, "Let's go and eat."
Qiao Weiya nodded slightly at her chin, and said with a smile: "So, is this brother trying to find a Mianmian sister for power?"
Chu Luowei shrugged and didn't say a word, although he also felt that the elder brother meant that.
At this time, the United States was still late at night.
An Xinyue was resting. After all, she didn't need training. She was very happy now. I really hope those people can stand up.
Let them know what is so-called madness. Special combatants want madness.
The so-called psychological research is definitely not used to restrain their madness, but to restrain those things that prevent them from madness. Obviously, those people don't understand.
The alarm bell rang suddenly, An Xinyue suddenly woke up, too late to think, quickly put on her clothes, and ran downstairs.
This is called-conditioning.
An Xinyue jumped directly from the third floor, but when she went down and called for a report, she suddenly reacted. She was not in a training camp, not in the army.
Sim looked down at the stopwatch in his hand. "48 seconds. It took 48 seconds to go from deep sleep to the complete set."
An Xinyue: "..."
An Xinyue looked back at the row of researchers who were completely stupefied at the back, exhaled deeply, and then folded her hands with her waist. "So, am I a model?"
"Oh, no, it's just that they don't believe in the speed of special forces. They think it's incredible and crazy. I just told them what is speed. Now you can go back to rest." Sim smiled and said, "I don't You know, why is the organizer looking for such a group of wastes to study the psychology of special combatants, what do they know? "