Fast Travel Mystery Project

Chapter 277 Star Captain is a Merchant ([-])
Chapter 303 Promotion

"Do you know how much the sofa you're sitting on is?" The man didn't wait for An Mo to shake his head, and told her the price of this seemingly ordinary sofa, "[-]."

Well, An Mo sighed heavily in his heart, a bestseller is only worth five or six sofas.

It can only be said that there is a way to live in poverty, and there is luxury in wealth. She wants to improve her status on this battleship, but it is a long way to go...

"How much does an ordinary chip cost?" She had agreed to get a chip for the big man. Writing a book wouldn't be enough.

"For whom?" the man asked.

"It's the one who takes care of me." Is the chip price different for different people?An Mo didn't understand, but he answered very simply.

The man frowned slightly and thought about it carefully for a long time, but he still didn't remember which subordinate he was in or what level he was in, so he had to ask someone to come in to have a look: "Let him in."

An Mo thinks this is a good sign, at least the man is willing to spend some time on himself having half-official, half-chat conversations, and even pays attention to a subordinate who has no impression.

"Hey, I'll go find him." She responded and immediately opened the door. If nothing else happened, the big man should still be waiting for her in her room.

"Do you know where he is?" He understands his subordinates, not only are they outstanding in ability, but also in character like his boss, absolutely respecting strength.If it weren't for his order, no one would be willing to take care of a young and delicate woman of a different race, let alone accompany her or be there on call.

It's not that he is arrogant. In terms of the size of battleships in the entire Blue Card Star Territory, no one dares to claim the second place even though he dares to be the first. Even in the vast universe, he can be among the best, because after all, no one is rich enough to auction a battleship. venue.

So, with such a huge battleship and countless rooms, how is this woman going to find someone?

"Uh...should be in my room... right?" Asked by the other party, An Mo, who was originally sure, also began to doubt, and his answer gradually lost confidence.

The man raised his eyebrows lightly, noncommittal: "You wait first."

As he spoke, he raised his left hand and kept his palm up. He was scribbling something in the air with his right hand, and then a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he ordered in a faint voice, "Come to my lounge."

"What?" An Mo didn't understand, and asked the last sentence reflexively, and then realized, or guessed that the man should have found the big man through the function of the chip, and was talking to him, not himself, "I am Don't you need to go find him?"

The man parted his gaze and looked up at An Mo, who understood everything in an instant. He felt more and more that she was very receptive and good at learning. In addition, she was able to make his subordinates willingly wait in the room. It seemed that she was worth cultivating. .

Naturally, he was much more tolerant towards his subordinates than his merchandise, so the man gave a light "um" as a response, and by the way, he gave him a slightly satisfied look in his eyes as an encouragement.

An Mo was caught off guard by this sudden overture, so he could only laugh dryly, then quickly lowered his head and drank his tea.

She has not forgotten a common saying in the motherland: If you have nothing to do, you must be a thief or a thief.

Although a man's behavior is still far from being courteous, to An Mo, it is even rarer than being courteous at nothing. This is completely equivalent to an existence at the top of the food chain suddenly dividing the poorest poor into his own territory to protect him Same, lucky but weird, terrible and terrible.

Two minutes later, the arrival of the big man pulled An Mo out of the embarrassing quagmire.

She exhaled heavily, feeling much happier, so she gave the other party a bright smile, but she was completely unaware that her eyes were exactly the same as those of the man just now.

It was the first time he was summoned by the leader, and he was summoned in person, and it was such a close face-to-face conversation. The big man was so nervous that he was so flustered that he stuttered: "Chief, chief, chief, chief, you come to me Yes, what's the matter?"

"Pfft..." God knows how interesting it is for a strong man over three meters tall to show the helpless appearance of a little sheep. An Mo couldn't help laughing out loud. But Shang started to make a rescue with good intentions;
She turned to the calm man on the single sofa and joked: "Captain, it seems that you are usually very strict with your subordinates."

"No, no!" The big man immediately rectified the name of his leader, "The leader treats us very well, he gives us a lot of money, and the weapons are also high-end..."

An Mo's eyes were so flustered that he was so flustered that he was a big man who talked endlessly, so he felt that he should be called a stupid big man.

Just when he was about to interrupt, he heard the man speak, and it was very effective to make a fool shut up: "I prefer you to call me boss, or sir."

An Mo didn't expect that the three names she casually uttered in the command room before were recorded by the other party, and now she is still expressing her preferences in a gentle tone, so she blinked her eyes wide, thought about it and said, "Then I I'll call you sir from now on."

She can't be called the boss, she won't be a man's subordinate all the time, what if she is the boss's wife?

The man nodded: "As for whether I'm usually strict with my subordinates—"

Having said this, he paused, bowed his head and took a sip of tea, and said again, "I don't know if you are interested in experiencing it for yourself?"

When An Mo heard this, his swaying legs immediately stopped, his eyes lit up, and he asked in surprise: "Start from now on?"

Did she finally get the man's approval? !
The man looked at An Mo's red and excited little face with great interest for a while, and then nodded unhurriedly: "There will be an auction tomorrow, you can be an assistant to take a look at it first."

So it's not learning to command battles... An Mo's bright eyes dimmed a bit, he raised his hand to touch the tip of his nose to cover his slightly pouty mouth, and his voice lost the excitement just now: "Ah... okay..."

These petty actions did not escape the man's eyes at all. An Mo was the first one who dared to express his emotions so presumptuously in front of him, but unexpectedly he was not annoying or angry.

He looked at the somewhat disappointed little woman, pondered for a moment, and asked, "Do you know why I prefer the titles of boss and sir?"

Two seconds later, An Mo's darkened eyes lit up again after he wanted to understand, and he grinned: "I will learn auction skills hard."

The two talked endlessly and the big man was confused, but he didn't understand and didn't dare to ask, so he could only stand quietly by the side and wait for the leader's order, but the next second he heard the leader say: "If you know, just ask." OK, you guys go back."

The big man was even more confused. Why was he called here?
But it's still the same sentence, don't dare to ask if you don't understand, the leader will let you go back.He nodded, followed An Mo who also forgot about the chip, and left the lounge.

Then the man heard the voice of his subordinate who had just left the door speaking to An Mo: "My little ancestor, you must be careful when speaking in front of the leader in the future. Don't be so casual as you are with me. Also, don't always be yours. To use 'you'—”

Then An Mo interrupted heartlessly: "Oh, what are you afraid of, Mr. has a good temper..."

Hearing the gradually blurred voice, the man raised the corners of his mouth, Shu Er felt that it would be nice to have a bold subordinate.

　I haven’t written for many days, and I feel nothing at all. After reading this world from beginning to end three times, I have written a chapter and a half. This chapter is still not very pleasing to the eye, and I feel tired...

　　I just logged into the code on my computer today. I just saw the encounter between Sundial Mao Laiye and Zui Xiao. Zhang said, "I'm sorry for not replying in time. I will take care of myself. April is indeed a busy month. Thank you very much for your concern and support!"

　　I watched your voting time, and some of you were still up after two or three in the morning. Don’t find it annoying to me. Staying up late is really harmful to your body. I don’t remember telling you about it. A friend of mine stayed up because he often stayed up late. She was hospitalized for a long time and was very weak. She said she was lucky not to die suddenly as mentioned on the Internet. Now she goes to bed at nine o'clock every day... So, friends who like to stay up late, go to bed earlier. The dangers are really scary [Bixin] 】

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