Chapter 1195: It’s time for...

Chapter 1195 is again in the season of ...
"In the field of human beings, amnesia is a very difficult disease, and there is no cure. Besides, the demon people whose life structure is completely different? You said that if he is seriously injured, I may save it, but amnesia, I There is nothing that can be done."
"Ah, this way..." Bu Bu Gao's face is inevitably lost.
It’s Wang Hu, it’s like it’s nothing to do with it. There’s nothing wrong with it.
Long Xi Ruo said: "But this disease is actually similar to human beings. It is nothing more than hiding from the place where he can recall his memories, talking about things like the past... maybe only need an opportunity, He can think of it all."
Since even the real dragon of Shenzhou can say nothing, what can Bubugao say? It’s just that if you talk to Wang Hu about what happened in the past, go where you can evoke memories... Do you know where to go?
"Well, I will restrain him a lot on weekdays." Long Xiruo said again: "After all, the is different, the bureau is wandering around on both sides, and we must deal with these relationships."
After all, as one of the top advisers... Well, in the face of Meng Xin, Shenzhou Zhenlong also did not show his glorious side in front of the other side.
"Bubugao was taught."
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"Hey, the most powerful white tiger has become the lowest level support staff of the Authority." Looking at the two figures far away from the window, Long Xiruo suddenly hangs a mischievous smile on his face.
Bubugao and Huang Baifu... Wang Hu's combination, I am afraid that the whole of China is super demon and demon, can't think of it?
I don't know how this combination will eventually lead to a chemical reaction.
In the heart of Long Xiruo, I secretly calculated some things... Today, I accidentally met the Emperor Baifu after amnesia, and suddenly there was a feeling of gloomy emptiness. The mental fatigue in the past few days seemed to ease a lot.
I don't know what this little guy is doing... Long Xi if he subconsciously thinks that he has been back for almost an hour, this little guy has no reaction, it is the first time.
But she can feel that this little butterfly demon is clearly in her room.
"Hey, I am back, what are you doing in the room?" As usual, if Long Xi directly pushes the door - the little butterfly demon will basically not lock his door, and there is no privacy at all. Long Xi Ruo did not know how many times he was sick.
At the moment of opening the door, Long Xiruo saw a book full of books on the table... She couldn’t help but have a headache. It seems that this butterfly has a heart of learning.
"Hey?" The gaze swept away from the desk. Long Xiru finally found Luo Yan, who was sitting in the corner of the desk and the bed, curled up, a bad premonition passed over the heart, "What happened? thing!"
Long Xiruo walked quickly to the side of Luo Wei, and began to look down.
At this time, Xiaodie’s face was reddish, and her body temperature was higher than usual. The colorful wings behind her were completely exposed at this time, but they were gathered up and shivered slightly.
The eyes of the little butterfly demon are sometimes confused, and sometimes they are high, and above the forehead, there are two tentacles that are rolled up... She seems to be unable to maintain her own human form.
"So what happened?"
"Dragon sister... is it you..." Luo Yan looked up, the watery eyes were still foggy, and his eyes were stunned. "I don't know the bottom... It feels so strange... It's hot... It seems like a hug What do you live...I am sick?"
Long Xi Ruoyi, can not help but think of some possibility, suddenly reached out to the forehead of this little butterfly demon, by the way asked: "Do you still feel that your heart beats faster, the body becomes sensitive, just gently I feel so weak when I touch it?"
"Dragon sister... how do you know..."
"I definitely know!" Long Xiruo did not have a good air: "It is clear that it is the season of delivery/matching... Nothing, you are not sick, but it is only in estrus."
"Send, estrus!"
The original ruddy face of the little butterfly demon seems to become redder in an instant... Obviously, even if it is just a literal understanding, it can understand the meaning of estrus.
The little butterfly demon suddenly rushed.
When she was a child, her mother died in the hands of a sly monster. From a young age, she was raised by a fine tree sorcerer. The tree sorcerer naturally couldn’t pull her face and discuss this with Luo. ... She really doesn't know what to do now.
"Nothing, little things." Long Xi Ruo set up a wave of hands: "When you drink something more ice, you will feel cool when you think about it. If the effect is not good enough, you can get some dry ice in the basement. Nothing. Don't go out, especially if you don't see any male creatures, it will be fine in a few days."
Luo Yan is obviously very obedient to the words of Shenzhou Zhenlong. "You are very good at Dragon Sister. This is all known."
"No, after all, I... cough, well, I will go get some dry ice for you." Long Xiru cleared his throat and his face went out as usual.
It’s dangerous, I almost said that I’m leaking...
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"...the murderer is suspected to be a very clean person... What is it for killing?"
On the first floor elevator of the building, Ren Ziling, who was waiting for the elevator, took a small notebook and looked at the information that was set out from Nan Xiaonan and began to think wildly.
Although promised that Luo Qiu will not rush into the scene of murders, but in the face of such a big case, Ren Biao is really unable to hold his own instinct.
While thinking about it, Ren Ziling walked down into the elevator with his head down. After pressing the floor where the magazine was located, he began to bite his ballpoint pen and entered the state of reasoning—only her reasoning ability was always a slag.
Ding--!
When the elevator door opened, Ren Ziling still looked down at the small book and walked into the office of the magazine. When he just pushed the door in, he suddenly heard a loud noise.
"Congratulations to your sister!"
The old man was really shocked at this moment, only to see the ribbon flying in front of him, and the colorful shredded paper and gold powder were blown out.
At the same time, the entire magazine was standing at the same time, and the items held in the hand were all congratulations.
"What happened? What happened?"
I saw the pear at this time, smiling to the side of Ren Ziling, holding her hand: "Sister, congratulations, you are the editor!!"
Ren Ziling rolled his eyes and said, "Are you busy? Are you doing nothing to me?"
Editor-in-chief, she has always been - but the deputy editor.
"No, no!" Pear shook his head and said: "This editor is really editor-in-chief, but it is not your editor-in-chief."
"Hey?" Ren Zi Ling smashed.
Another male colleague smiled at this moment: "It is true. Today, the big boss has called. From today, you are the editor! And the former editor has been demoted to become the deputy editor!"
Ren Ziling squinted and looked down at the editor's office. I saw that the Mediterranean was still alive and well. The side hair was combed with a few horizontal lines, with glasses and a thin middle-aged man. At this time, he was holding a The paper suitcase, his face almost sullenly walked toward his deputy editorial room...
"what's the situation……"
"This is what the big boss means." The pear shrugged. "Oh, this is the document for your promotion!"
When Ren Ziling looked at it, he suddenly looked strange. "It’s really..."
Under the crowds and celebrations of the crowd, the face of the arrogant face came to the editorial room... Not to mention that some of the things in her original office had already moved.
Looking at the wall hanging up, his daughter-in-law sent back from abroad to the high imitation of the world famous paintings, Ren Biao chin, then picked up the phone and called the magazine boss.
Speaking of this big boss is also a wonderful person. When he founded this magazine, he didn’t make much money. Then he started to join the stock market under the shackles of his friends. He might have been a leek, but he didn’t make it. The mutated amaranth, which was stupidly made a few air crashes in the financial crisis, has been out of control and has embarked on the peak of life.
I don’t even know how many big bosses I have in my family. I just took a handful of shopkeepers and traveled around the world with my sister... I’m just entering the company for such a long time, just in a company year. I met this loyal life victory group player.
"you are?"
"Big boss! I am Ren Ziling!"
"Ren Ziling? Oh, Ren Ziling... How about, the promotion document was received?"
"Received is received, but why is this so sudden?" Ren Yi listened to the tone of the big boss, and always felt something was wrong - as if he didn't have much impression on himself, why should he be promoted?
"Oh... this is the case. The editor-in-chief of the past is too conservative. I feel that it is not suitable for the style of our magazine." The big boss said at the same time: "As for you, I have read a few articles you wrote." The article is very appetizing to me. I want to make our magazine's style younger, so I think you should be able to do it...how? Don't you accept it?"
"This is not..." Ren Ziling's eyes drifted a little, and probably did not think that such a good thing would actually hit his head.
"Oh, in terms of salary, go up 50% according to the level of the editor-in-chief." The big boss smiled at this time: "Give you a one-month annual paid vacation, and give you the right to use your own expenses." You can make your own money within 100,000 yuan, without going through me..."
Listening to the big boss talking about his own welfare, let Ren Biao suddenly have a strange feeling... There is even a kind of big boss who is not interested in himself and intends to dive himself.
until……
"Do a good job, no need to call me, I am still in the Aegean Sea, then I am going to Spain, I am not going to come back this year! The company will hand it over to you! Hehehehe..."
beep--!
"My mother, I am not dreaming..."
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On the Aegean Sea, on a private yacht, a man wearing a plaid short-sleeved shirt and sunglasses, in his thirties, smiling as if his teeth were flooding, he was holding a phone.
"Hey... Miss Song, I have done what you said... Yes, I understand, after all, you have come to such a high price to buy this magazine... but I don’t understand, why Miss Song I am also willing to let me be this 'big boss', the company is already yours... Well, after all, the price is here, I certainly don’t care... I don’t know if you will disclose it. The contract says Well……"
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Zhangjia Mansion.
"I don't mean to disturb her life?" Song Ying put the phone down.
To make such an arrangement, in addition to more because of the requirements of Luo Qiu, there are also some reasons for the Song family... Joking, the wife of the Tang family, even if it is a continuous string, how can it be tempered to work outside? what?
Even if it is a little compensation... After all, Song Ying had sneaked into Luo Qiu’s home in a deceptive way.
I remembered that when Zi Ling knew that she had lied to her, the first reaction was not anger, but the appearance of a big blow on the sofa. Song Sakura smiled and felt that this '婶婶' is also a wonderful people.
"The relationship between the two is really good..."
Song Sakura stunned, recalling the horrible look of Luo Qiu that night, I don’t know why there was a feeling of irritability in my heart... She held her chin and looked at the wall clock on the wall, and gradually began to look up.
At this point, the door rang, I saw Zhang Yurui came in with a smile, "Don't bother you?"
"I am bothering you." Song Ying casually said: "If you borrow, even if you borrow your local office... But you can rest assured that I have found a new office building, ready-made, no need to decorate, you can use it. After a good thing, I will move."
"In fact, there is no problem with living." Zhang Yurui smiled and said: "My family has always been with my grandmother. It is usually deserted, and many people are naturally more enthusiastic."
"Anla, I will always come to eat rice in the future." Song Ying smiled and said: "After all, the formal cooperation between the two of us, I intend to show my skills here."
Zhang Yurui went to the table and sat down with his hand in his hand. He said inadvertently: "Listen to the grandmother, this time, Song’s father is injecting capital, is it going to let your Song family practice?"
"What is our Song family, Luo Qiu said directly." Song Ying did not say good words: "The grandfather has such a plan, but also depends on people. If it is not appropriate, it will not be forced to stay. ""
Zhang Yurui is quite envious: "The education method of your Song family is really special."
"Your home is special!" Song Ying sighed: "Even my grandfather said that you are a rare classical beauty, but he rarely praises others."
Zhang Yurui will let the chuckle laugh. "Well, let's not tout each other here... Next, please cooperate with us."
She reached out and Song Yingyi would, and reached out and gave her a light grip.
Zhang Yurui took back his hand, but suddenly he thought of it... I don’t know if he would go to work often?
(End of this chapter)