The top academic boss dresses as the villain Green Tea

When He Zhengzong woke up, he was on a Chinese military plane.

What was destroyed by the artillery fire under the feet was the laboratory and key equipment that had not yet been evacuated. The ladder leading to the throne of the emperor, which had been built for decades, turned into ruins with a "boom!"

He Zhengzong suddenly thought of the curse that Hidero Nakanishi had placed on him before his death, like a nightmare.

"We are hereby notifying you of the verdict of the public lawsuit concerning Tang's Pharmaceuticals, Xie's Group, Jiang's Pharmaceuticals and other related personnel involved in overseas collusion and malicious spread of virus infection."

Xie Jinchen pressed the remote control.

"The military region has investigated clearly, and the leakage of detoxification experimental data has nothing to do with you." Xiong Xiaofan lost his former playful smile and quickly matured.

"What about her?"

"Going to the cemetery."

Xie Jinchen closed his eyes, and the huge pain in his left shoulder seemed to remind him of the ending of his previous life.

In the last life, this hand was trampled under his feet, and his left shoulder suffered a pulverizing bone fracture, which cut off his infinite possibilities as a doctor.

Now this hand...

He has no regrets.

Perhaps he was reborn to save himself and her.

"I'd like you to handle her situation report a little bit."

"I know." Xiong Xiaofan responded. The alienation of Shen Xingge's body is still in its early stages. If it attracts the attention of more interest groups, the genetic project that Xiaorao destroyed with his life will inevitably be revived.

People are unpredictable.

Xinge's alienation is both an unexpected success and a hidden risk.

"Then what are your plans in the future?" Xiong Xiaofan asked. It is not safe to continue to stay in the military zone.

"Go back to Bei'an first."

"It's rare that you two can still chat." Shen Xingge knocked on the door and looked at the man on the hospital bed with tenderness in his eyes. "The doctor just informed me that you can be discharged from the hospital."

"Yeah." Xie Jinchen smiled softly.

Then she shook the phone in her hand and said, "Mengmeng said she learned how to scramble eggs with tomatoes. If you want to go back, she can reluctantly show you her skills."

The bloody storm is finally coming to an end, so now, she only hopes that the people around her will have a bright and bright future.

Extra—

"Are you willing to be my girlfriend?" A boy wearing a denim jacket stood in front of Song Meng holding a cup of milk tea.

Song Meng was sitting under the big tree at the school gate, waiting for the person she had agreed to show up.

"Ah?" Song Meng looked up, with a look of surprise on his face.

"The milk tea you drank these past few days was given to you by me."

The milk tea was brought to her by her roommate in the past few days, saying it was a gift from someone else?

"Sorry, my roommate gave it to me. I didn't know it was from you." And she didn't drink it either.

"Oh, Mengmeng!" I don't know when my roommate came out of the milk tea shop at the school gate and pulled me aside. "I asked for you, his family is quite rich!"

Your roommate winked and looked like he was more than suitable for you.

Song Meng was disgusted, "I don't need thank you."

"You really are!" Wan Fang stamped her feet!Don't know what is good and what is bad!

Song Meng walked up to the boy and said, "My roommate collected the milk tea for me. I have no plans to find a boyfriend. I'm sorry."

A black off-road motorcycle was coming in the direction of him in the distance. Song Meng collected his things and said, "Borrow it for a moment. The person who picked me up is here."

"Wait a minute." The boy hurriedly pulled the person back, not even knowing how to hide the anger on his face. "Is it enough to just say sorry after accepting other people's things?"

Her patience is running out! "what do you want?"

"Give me the money for the milk tea first."

what?

The boy held Song Meng tightly, "Hurry up, plus I bought it for your roommate, the total is 102!"

I am special!

Song Meng laughed angrily.

The boy thought Song Meng didn't want to give it, so he turned around and said, "Be my girlfriend, and I don't want the money."

"let go."

"Hiss, hiss." The boy's wrist suddenly hurt, and he bared his teeth and immediately planned to turn around and curse.

I saw a woman wearing a dark brown leather jacket, with shoulder-length hair and extremely bright eyes.

"Put your claws away." Shen Xingge let him go, and the boy immediately fell weightless on the flower bed.

"Mom~Auntie~" A little girl with a bun wearing a leather jacket of the same style slid off the motorcycle with a bang.

"Qiqi!" Song Meng hugged Xiaotuanzi, looked at Xiaotuanzi's crossbody bag, and asked, "Can I lend my aunt some money?" She had no cash on her.

I saw Xiaotuanzi opening the latest LV catwalk mini bag on his body and taking out a roll of red banknotes rolled together.

"Give it to aunt." Song Meng drew a Mao Zedong card and threw the money at the boy, "100 yuan! You keep it, and you can ask my roommate for the remaining 2 yuan." If it weren't for saving trouble, she I will only give myself the portion I want to drink, so I won’t give so much!

The boy stared at the crossbody bag in Xiaotuanzi's hand. Is it fake?

Song Meng pinched Xiaotuanzi's soft cheeks and asked, "Where is your dad?"

"I was dumped~"

Shen Xingge pointed to the Rolls-Royce CEO business car that had just been parked on the roadside, "Qiqi wants to race her father on a motorcycle."

"Sister, this will spoil the child."

Shen Xingge raised his eyebrows. Before, he thanked Heixin one by one, but now the two of them like to stand on the same front more and more.

The car door on the roadside was opened by the driver. The man, dressed in a gray business suit, raised his head and smiled helplessly.

"father!"

——Full text completed

Thank you very much, thank you very much. I am really grateful to see so many lovely reminders.

This book has been stuck on completion for too long. I have been avoiding it before. In order to avoid updating, I even uninstalled all the apps related to this book. I am like a snail that can only huddle in its own shell, procrastinating until today. .

Now I have returned to my normal writing life, and the new article "The God of Fast Travel Online Slaps in the Face" is under contract. Friends who like fast travel can add it to the bookshelf and look forward to it.

Finally, I wish all readers who read this: Everything goes as they wish, and the road ahead is bright.