Genius cute baby is forbidden to touch porcelain

Sheng Chuxia went to see Ren Zian.

"Chu Xia, you finally came to see me." Ren Zian looked at Sheng Chuxia pitifully.

Sheng Chuxia put the cheap wooden box on the table, and said to Ren Zian, "Help me send this thing."

"What is this?" Ren Zian asked casually, not wanting to know what was inside.

Sheng Chuxia replied: "Fragrant, the favorite thing of rich people."

Ren Zian was stunned. He had heard of such a thing, but had never seen it.

There was once a rich man who was about to die, and the doctor gave him a death notice, but he got a small stick of incense from no one knows where, and resurrected him from the dead.

Whether this is the case, Ren Zian doesn't know, he only knows that the rich family is still looking for this incense maker.

He looked at the cheap wooden box in his hand. It didn't look like something that came back from the dead. He asked weakly, "Can I open the box?"

"open it."

Sheng Chuxia acted so indifferent that Ren Zian suddenly felt that what Sheng Chuxia said just now seemed to be a joke.

He didn't open the box either, but asked, "Where are you sending it?"

"The research room where Professor Kong Muqian works."

"Okay, definitely live up to the mission."

*
A group of elderly people, who looked like white-haired people who almost stepped into the coffin, sat around the office.

An old man blew his beard and stared: "Professor Kong is a man with a bright future. Even if the research funds were transferred, it would not make a fuss in the media. This matter could have been settled in private. Even if he was asked to pay it back, how could he produce it in his life?" Is it worth tens of millions?"

Another old man patted the table: "Hmph, so what if the value he produces is worth tens of millions, if there is a first time, there will be a second time, let him go this time, in case others follow suit in the future, Then do we still need to continue our research and development?"

Another old man nodded calmly: "I agree. Without Kong Muqian, there will be another Kong Muqian. There are tens of thousands of talented people in the country. It is hard to find even one like him."

The old man who spoke first was so angry that he coughed, and he pointed to a group of people on the desk: "Don't forget, Kong Muqian is that person's student, if that person blames him, do you think there is something wrong with our laboratory?" ?”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.

Although that person is not upright, but he is a capable person, and he can withdraw their research funds from the above with a single sentence.

An old man raised his hand: "Although Kong Muqian is his student, he hasn't shown up for so many years, and now the matter of Kong Muqian is causing a lot of trouble and people have been arrested. If Kong Muqian is really regarded as a student, That should show up now."

"If he didn't show up, it means he didn't regard Kong Muqian as a student."

When everyone thinks about it, there is indeed such a truth.

But there are also those who have objections, saying that Kong Muqian's teacher does not have a mobile phone and cannot receive these messages.

For a while, there was a heated debate in the office on Professor Kong Muqian's question.

There was a knock on the door.

The guard said weakly, "Someone sent this to the research room."

It's annoying to be interrupted by old people arguing.

"What time is it? There are still people playing house here."

"Go away, go away, anyone's things can be taken in, and it's not afraid of being a bomb."

An old man waved to the guard, who delivered the package to the old man, and then quickly left the battlefield to avoid harming innocent people.

The old man opened the black parcel bag and frowned when he saw a cheap wooden box inside.

"Heh, who sent it as a prank."

The old man opened the wooden box, and a piece of paper fell from the wooden box.

There are flying and phoenix characters on the paper—announcing Kong Muqian's innocence to the outside world, this thing belongs to your laboratory.

Someone read it and got a wave of ridicule.

"Tens of millions of things were sent away in a wooden box. It's really funny. Which kid is so bored to do such a thing."

"I thought it was a gift from that fan who loves learning, cut."

The old man holding the box looked at a group of people with a frown, and then opened the box. When the fragrance instantly filled the entire office, everyone fell silent for a moment.

Even the old man who was scolding vigorously stopped cursing and stared at the box with wide eyes.

The old man quickly closed the box, and everyone woke up instantly.

"what is this?"

"Xiang, is that incense? After smelling it, I feel no pain all over my body. Is this thing real?"

"Let me see, old man, open the box, and let me smell it again."

The old man's sharp eyes scanned everyone, and he said with a cold face: "Then Professor Kong Muqian is now eligible to be released?"

Unanimous vote.

Are you kidding me, this thing is much better than the tens of millions stolen by Kong Muqian.

this afternoon.

A piece of news was on the hot search.

[Professor Kong Muqian did not transfer the research funds and has left the detention center. It is reported that this matter is a misunderstanding. 】

When fans saw this trending search, they were at a loss.

"What? You said it so firmly at the beginning, but now you say it's false. How do you do it?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo dollars

"The wind chime is really good, and the person who brought it is also good."

"Hehe, let me do the math, the upstairs is full of sailors."

When Feng Yuwen and the others saw that their fans had come back, they were also on several trending searches.

After knowing what happened, their admiration for Sheng Chuxia grew stronger and stronger.

Feng Yuwen was originally a fan of Sheng Chuxia, but after this incident, he became a fan of Sheng Chuxia.

*
Sheng Chuxia received a call.

"Senior Sister, it's me."

It was Kong Muqian who called. Sheng Chuxia was sleeping on the bed. She stayed up all night and managed to get him out.

In the end, this person had no eyesight at all. Not only did he not thank her, but he even woke her up from her sleep with revenge.

Sheng Chuxia's brows and eyes were full of hostility: "What's the matter?"

Kong Muqian heard the gunfire in Sheng Chuxia's voice, and he quickly said apologetically, "Did I bother you?"

Sheng Chuxia was also polite: "Yes."

Kong Muqian was even more embarrassed, he said: "The teacher seems to be back, and he made incense to save me."

Sheng Chuxia half-supported her body, and she said impatiently: "It was not you who transferred the research funds, why did you take this responsibility?"

"I..." Kong Muqian was speechless.

Sheng Chuxia was very dissatisfied: "Your granddaughter Lemon, if you help her once, can you help her for the rest of her life?"

"Where was she when you were in prison?"

"I……"

Sheng Chuxia didn't give Kong Muqian a chance to speak at all.

"What are you, I will ask your granddaughter Lemon for a reward for this fragrance."

"I..." Kong Muqian wanted to say that he would pay it back.

In the end, Sheng Chuxia still didn't give him a chance to speak.

Sheng Chuxia said: "If you don't want you to have no face to see Lemon's parents after a hundred years, you'd better not get involved in this matter."

After Sheng Chuxia finished speaking, she threw the phone away.

When the phone call came, it made her temples hurt so much that it hurt her to death.

This old magic stick is all about her looking for trouble.

Sheng Chuxia fell asleep in a daze from the pain. In her sleep, a pair of small hands touched her forehead.

Then there was the sound of flustered footsteps, and soon, those small hands were replaced by big ones, and Sheng Chuxia nestled into a warm embrace.

Warm, like a natural heater, very comfortable.