Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1215 It's the season of...
"In the human field, amnesia is a very difficult disease, and there is no sure way to cure it, let alone the monster race with a completely different life structure? You said that if he was seriously injured and dying, I might be able to save him, but amnesia, I There’s nothing you can do.”

"Ah, so..." Bu Bugao's face inevitably showed disappointment.

On the other hand, Wang Hu, as if it had nothing to do with him, didn't make any waves about it.

Long Xiruo said calmly: "However, the treatment of this disease is similar to that of human beings. It's nothing more than hiding in a place that can remind him of his memories, and talking more about the past...Maybe all it takes is an opportunity. He can remember it all."

Since even the real dragon of Shenzhou said that there was nothing he could do, what else could Bubugao say?It's just that if you talk more about the past with Wang Hu, go to a place that can bring back memories... who the hell knows where?

"Okay, restrain him a lot on weekdays." Long Xiruo said again: "After all, there is a difference between monsters and monsters. The management bureau is wandering between the two sides. These relationships must be handled properly."

After all, as one of the top advisers... well, when facing Mengxin, Shenzhou Zhenlong also showed his glorious side in front of the other party without hesitation.

"Bubugao has been taught."

……

"Tsk tsk, the most powerful white tiger has become the lowest-level support staff of the administration." Looking at the two figures going away outside the window, Long Xiruo suddenly had a mischievous smile on his face.

Bubugao and Huangbai Talisman... such a combination as Wang Hu, I am afraid that the entire Shenzhou Transcendence, Dao, and Monster Realms can't be figured out without scratching their heads, right?

I don't know what kind of chemical reaction this combination will eventually lead to?
Long Xiruo was secretly thinking about something... Today, he unexpectedly ran into the Huangbai Talisman who had lost his memory, and suddenly felt the gloom swept away, and the mental fatigue of the past few days seemed to have eased a lot.

I don't know what this little guy Pianiao is doing... Long Xiruo subconsciously thought that it was the first time that this little guy didn't respond even after he had been back for almost an hour.

But she could feel that this little butterfly demon was clearly in her room.

"Hey, I'm back, what are you doing in the room?" As usual, Long Xiruo pushed the door straight in - Little Butterfly Demon basically wouldn't lock her own door, and she didn't have any privacy at all, so Long Xiruo didn't know how many times she criticized her.

The moment she opened the door, Long Xiruo saw books piled up on the table... She couldn't help but feel a headache. It seems that this butterfly has the heart of a schoolmaster.

"Pianli?" His gaze swept across the desk, and Long Xiruo finally found Luo Pianli sitting curled up in the corner between the desk and the bed. A bad premonition flashed through his heart, "What happened?" matter!"

Long Xiruo walked quickly to Luo Pianliao's side, knelt down and began to check.

At this time, Xiaodie Yao's face was reddish, and her body temperature was higher than usual. The colorful wings on her back had been fully exposed at this time, but they were closed, trembling slightly.

Little Butterfly Demon's eyes are sometimes confused, sometimes high, and above her forehead, there are two curled tentacles... She seems to be having trouble maintaining her human form.

"So what happened?"

"Sister Long...is that you..." Luo Pianli raised her head, her watery eyes were still foggy, and her eyes were hazy, "I don't know the truth...it's just that my body feels so strange...so hot...like, like hugging Living in something... Am I sick?"

Long Xiruo was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but think of a certain possibility, and immediately reached out and pressed the little butterfly demon's forehead, and asked by the way: "Do you still feel that your heart beats faster and your body becomes sensitive, as long as you lightly Do you feel powerless when you touch it?"

"Sister Long... how do you know..."

"I definitely know!" Long Xiruo said angrily, "It's clearly the season again... It's okay, you're not sick, it's just the season."

"**Expect!"

Xiaodie Yao's originally rosy face seemed to turn redder in an instant...Obviously, even if it's just a literal understanding, it can understand the meaning.

Little Butterfly Demon became anxious all of a sudden.

Her mother died at the hands of a mantid monster when she was young, and she was raised by a tree demon grandfather who became a spirit... Naturally, the tree demon grandpa couldn't bear to discuss such things with Luo Pianle. ... 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 iced things, and soak in cold water when you feel cranky. If the effect is not good enough, go to the basement to get some dry ice. It's okay. Don't go out, especially don't see any male creatures, it will be fine in a few days."

Luo Pianlu obviously obeyed the words of Shenzhou Zhenlong, "Sister Long, you are so powerful, you know it all."

"No, after all I...cough, well, let me get you some dry ice." Long Xiruo cleared her throat and walked out with a normal expression.

It's so dangerous, I almost slipped my mouth...

……

……

"...The murderer is suspected to be a person with an abnormal cleanliness...What is the murder for?"

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 materials extracted from Nan Xiaonan, and began to think crazily.

Although she promised that Luo Qiu would not rush into the scene of other people's murders indiscriminately, but when faced with such a big case, Nanny Ren really couldn't restrain her instinct.

While thinking, Ren Ziling walked into the elevator with her head down, and then pressed the floor where the magazine was located, then began to bite her ballpoint pen, and entered the reasoning state again—but her reasoning ability was always scumbag.

Ding--!
The elevator door opened, Ren Ziling still looked down at the small book, and walked into the office of the magazine. Unexpectedly, the moment she opened the door and entered, she suddenly heard a crackling sound.

"Congratulations, Sister Ren!" in unison.

Lao Ren was really taken aback at this moment, seeing ribbons flying in front of him, colorful shredded paper and gold powder appearing like a blowout.

The entire magazine office in front of him stood together at the same time, and all the props in their hands were congratulatory props.

"F, what happened?"

I saw Lizi walking to Ren Ziling's side with a smile at this time, holding her hand and saying, "Sister Ren, congratulations on being the editor-in-chief!!"

Ren Ziling rolled her eyes, "Aren't you idle? Do you have nothing to do to amuse me?"

Editor-in-chief, she has always been—but as an associate editor.

"No, no!" Li Zi shook her head and said, "This editor-in-chief is the real editor-in-chief, not your editor-in-chief~"

"What?" Ren Ziling was startled.

Another male colleague said with a smile at this time: "It's true, the big boss called today, and from today onwards, you are the editor-in-chief! And the former editor-in-chief has been demoted to be the deputy editor-in-chief!"

Ren Ziling blinked her eyes, and subconsciously looked at the editor's office, only to see that the middle-aged man with long side hair combed a few horizontal lines, wearing glasses, and a skinny middle-aged man holding a The cardboard box walked towards his deputy editor's room with an almost gloomy 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 expression became strange, "It's really..."

Surrounded by everyone and congratulating her, Nanny Ren came to the editor's room in a daze... Not to mention, someone has already moved all the things from her original office.

Looking at the high imitation world famous paintings hung on the wall that she smashed back from abroad, Nanny Ren rubbed her chin, then picked up the phone and called the big boss of the magazine.

Speaking of which, the big boss is also a wonderful person. He didn’t make much money when he founded the magazine, and then he started to invest in the stock market under the instigation of his friends. He might have been a leek, but he didn’t make it. The mutated leek, foolishly survived several financial crises, made an airdrop, and since then has been out of control and has reached the pinnacle of life.

The big boss, who didn't even know how much he was worth, simply became the shopkeeper for a while, and took his sister to travel around the world... Mammy Ren has been working for such a long time, and it was only during one company year. At the meeting, I met this loyal player in the victory group of life.

"you are?"

"Big boss! I'm Ren Ziling!"

"Ren Ziling? Oh, Ren Ziling... How is it? Have you received the promotion document?"

"I have received it, but why is it so sudden?" Listening to the tone of the big boss, Madam 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 don't think it suits the style of our magazine." The big boss said one by one at this time: "As for you, I have read a few articles you wrote. 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...how? Do you not accept it?"

"It's not..." Ren Ziling's eyes drifted a little, she probably didn't expect such a good thing to fall on her head.

"Oh, in terms of salary, it will be increased by 50.00% according to the level of the previous editor-in-chief." The big boss said with a smile at this time: "I will give you one month of paid annual leave every year, and you will also be given the right to use your own expenses for going out, [-] yuan. You can make up your own mind for the expenses within the limit, and you don’t need to go through me..."

Listening to the big boss talking endlessly about the benefits he gave her, Nanny Ren suddenly had a weird feeling... There was even a feeling that the big boss had taken a fancy to her and was planning to cheat on her.

until……

"Work hard, don't call me if you have nothing to do, I'm still in the Aegean Sea, and I'm going to Spain next, and I don't plan to come back this year! I'll leave the company to you! Hehehehe..."

beep--!
"Ma'am, I'm not dreaming..."

……

In the Aegean Sea, on a private yacht, a man in his thirties, wearing a checkered short-sleeved shirt and sunglasses, was holding a phone when he smiled.

"Hey...Miss Song, I have done what you said...Yes, I understand, after all, you paid such a high price to buy 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 will not disclose you, it is stated in the contract Well……"

……

The Zhang family mansion.

"I'm not disturbing her life, am I?" Song Ying put the phone down casually.

This arrangement was made not only because of Luo Qiu's request, but also because of the Song family's reasons... Just kidding, even if the dignified wife of the Song family is reunited, how can she be angry at work outside? ah?
Let's consider it as a little compensation... After all, Song Ying had cheated into Luo Qiu's house before.

Recalling that when Ren Ziling knew that she had lied to her, her first reaction was not anger, but the appearance of beating her heart on the sofa as if she had been hit hard. Song Ying smiled subconsciously, thinking that this 'aunt' was really a wonderful woman. people.

"The relationship between these two is really good..."

Song Ying muttered for a while, recalling Luo Qiu's terrifying eyes that night, she felt a sense of irritability for some reason... She held her chin, looked at the wall clock on the wall, and gradually began to lose her mind.

At this time, the door knocked, and Zhang Qingrui walked in with a smile, "Did I bother you?"

"I'm the one who disturbed you." Song Ying said casually: "It's fine to borrow it, and I will borrow your place to work... But don't worry, I have found a new office building. It is ready-made and can be used without any decoration. Wait for it to be purchased. I'll move out when I'm done."

"Actually, there is no problem staying here." Zhang Qingrui smiled: "My grandmother and I have always been at home. It is usually relatively deserted, and it is naturally more lively if there are more people."

"Ann, I'll come here for lunch when I'm fine." Song Ying said with a smile: "After all, the next step is the official cooperation between our two families, and I plan to show my skills here."

Zhang Qingrui walked to the table, sat down with her skirt in her hands, and said casually: "I heard from grandma, this time Mr. Song's capital injection is intended to let your Song family practice hand?"

"What about our Song family, Luo Qiu just say it directly." Song Ying said angrily: "Grandpa has such a plan, but it depends on the person. If it is really inappropriate, he will not forcefully keep it in the end. .”

Zhang Qingrui said enviously: "Your Song family's education method is really special."

"Your family is special!" Song Ying sighed, "Even my grandfather said you are a rare classic beauty, but he rarely compliments others."

Zhang Qingrui would cover her lips and chuckle, "Okay, let's stop flattering each other here... Next, please take care of the cooperation."

She stretched out her hand, Song Ying understood, and reached out to shake her lightly.

Zhang Qingrui withdrew her hand, but suddenly thought in her heart... wonder if he will go to work often?
(End of this chapter)