Urban Hidden Dragon

Rao Rushuang shook his finger.

"This thing treats wounds and has immediate results!"

Wang Han glanced at Rao Rushuang's finger, "What kind of wound? Did you get injured playing mahjong?"

Rao Rushuang kicked Wang Han's calf, "I cut my finger just now while cooking. My precious nephew felt sorry for his aunt, so he took this thing and applied it on my hand, and it was cured immediately."

Wang Han looked at the box of scarlet grease-like things, and then at his little boy.

I was curious about how my little boy knew the efficacy of this thing.

Mu Yao, who was cutting her nails on the side, seemed to have seen through Wang Han's doubts.

"Brother Ninth, you can't understand this? Don't you see that if a dog eats something wrong, he will find some suitable flowers and plants to eat and cure the disease. Your son is not smarter than small animals?"

This excuse is barely acceptable.

Wang Han glanced at Rao Rushuang's hand again.

Mu Yao saw through Wang Han's intention to conduct experiments and turned to look at Ximen Doudou.

Ximen Doudou had a grimace on his face and raised a chestnut in his head towards Mu Yao.

He reached out to get a fruit knife to cut himself. Wang Han took the fruit knife first and slashed his arm.

Ximen Doudou looked at Wang Han with emotion, Brother Ninth was still kind to him.

If this were the other brothers, he would have turned into a guinea pig by now.

As soon as Wang Han started bleeding, his little boy screamed. He grabbed the small iron box with his little paws and pushed it towards Wang Han's wound, screaming worriedly.

He rubbed his little cub's head.

After the thing was placed on the arm, everyone saw that the blood flowing from the wound stopped.

It didn't take long for scabs to form, and after a burst of itching, the scabs started to pop up.

Wang Han gently tore it off. It felt really good to tear off the scab.

The skin was intact, as if nothing had happened.

Wang Han looked at this thing with curiosity.

Ximen Doudou came over, "Brother Ninth, can I have some?"

"What's the matter with you?"

Ximen Doudou licked his lips and whispered in Wang Han's ear, "Hemorrhoids, anal fissure."

Wang Han burst out laughing, his eyes indicating that Ximen Doudou was wearing gloves and gouging out a little bit.

Looking at this box of small things, Wang Han wondered why the other party sent this thing.

His heart was full of doubts, but Wang Han saw the effect of this thing. Wang Han took out a small part and planned to send some to Fourth Sister for her team to study what this thing is made of. of.

If this thing is researched and promoted, the merits will be immeasurable.

However, we still have to wait until we find the stilted building and find the old monk inside to uncover all the mysteries before we can make a decision.

But Wang Han remembered something on the way back.

Wang Han had read Ma Jiugu's diary before, and it was mentioned in the diary that Shi E was one hundred and seventy years old.

Judging from the photos, the old monk is almost twenty years older than Shie, that is, nearly two hundred years old, almost living in modern history.

Wang Han put the things away.

Thinking about the other party's intention of sending these things to me, is it possible that he also wants to relieve his misfortune?

Although the dog-basket was still fighting fiercely, Yaozi was still very concerned about Wang Han's affairs. When he was not moving, he sent a message asking the people under the burglar door to help Wang Han find the stilted building.

The person who stole the door stayed open for three years and stayed open for three years. During the period of non-opening, he traveled around the country and knew the terrain of each place. Asking them to help find a place can be regarded as a professional counterpart.

While waiting, Wang Han took his mind back and once again thought about how to plant secret stakes in the various sects and families in the world.

But if you want to install hidden stakes, you must give certain benefits to the hidden stakes, otherwise it will not be in vain.

To put it bluntly, the most basic thing is money.

It's a bit distressing to have to pay for it yourself. It's better to spend other people's money to do your own things.

Wang Han's idea once again focused on the living dead.

Although he controls part of the living dead's financial power, he still has to be careful before and after spending money.

Wang Han hugged his little boy and sat in front of the computer.

After thinking for a long time, I typed a line on the keyboard.

"Comprehensive plan for comprehensive contextual development and node-based embedded multi-dimensional matrix promotion of multi-functional talent introduction".

After thinking for a while, Wang Han typed out another long article, which lasted for more than ten pages.

After checking it with one eye and ten lines.

Sent the email to Merck.

A lengthy article of tens of thousands of words can be translated into just one sentence.

I want to install hidden stakes, but it will cost a lot of money, but the money will have to be paid by the living dead.

During this period, Du Juan was working below according to Wang Han's instructions. The living dead secretly promoted the world very quickly and had already accepted many people.

Merck and the Living Dead headquarters are also very satisfied with Wang Han's progress.

I even sent a message to specifically commend him before.

Wang Han held his son around his neck, twisting and dancing on the spot.

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Wang Han picked it up and found that it was a call from Merck.

"Mr. Merck! I just sent you an email!"

Merck's calm voice came, "I saw it. I took a look at the email you just sent, but I didn't read it all. I didn't quite understand what you wanted to express with just the title."

"I want to place hidden stakes in the rivers and lakes."

Merck held the coffee cup. The coffee cup hung on his lips for a long time without drinking. He put the coffee cup on the table and smacked his lips.

I thought to myself that it was strange.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "I will consider this plan. There will be a high-level meeting of the living dead in a while. As the vice president, you have to come and participate."

"The specific time?"

"The specific time has not been determined yet, it will be before the New Year."

Wang Han thought for a while and said, "If I can do it earlier, I'll do it as early as possible. I have to go home before New Year's Day, and I also want to have a New Year's Eve party."

Merck was fucked into silence again.

He is also a talkative person, but ever since he recruited this kid, he would always be silenced whenever he came into contact with him.

"I will try my best to arrange the time before then so that you can go home for the New Year."

Huang Fat Shu had previously said that when he went to Antarctica to do business, he encountered other forces, namely the living dead. Wang Han also wanted to take this opportunity to explore the internal situation of the living dead.

hang up the phone.

Merck stood in front of the window and looked at the scenery outside.

Upton walked in from outside.

"Mr. Merck."

Merck did not respond and looked outside quietly. After an unknown amount of time, Merck turned back and glanced at Upton. "Inform Zhai Yueping over there that when Wang Han goes abroad for a meeting at the Living Dead Headquarters, he must stay for a short time." Take over all the living dead in Asia within a day! Replace Wang Han!"

"understand!"

After a pause, Merck said again, "Wang Han wants money to install hidden stakes, and he wants billion US dollars. What do you think?"

"I think he probably wants to take advantage of it. I recommend giving it, but I don't recommend giving it so much."

Merck clasped his hands behind his back and said, "Give him billion US dollars first and let him do it first. He should be able to finish the initial work before the year-end meeting. Then Zhai Yueping will take over. Zhai Yueping is not as good as Wang Han." , is not as courageous as Wang Han. If he takes over, he will definitely spend his own money to do the rest.

In the final analysis, he is still not as capable as Wang Han.

Wang Han is a talented person with ideas, abilities, execution, and coordination skills. The only shortcoming is that he cannot be used by me! What a pity! "

Put your phone in your pocket.

Wang Han had his little cub dangling around his neck.

The phone in his pocket vibrated.

I took it out and found that it was Wang Bawan calling.

After thinking for a while, he answered the phone.

"Is something wrong?"

Wang Bawan said excitedly, "Uncle, it's me, Wang Bawan, I have important news about Penglai Pavilion to report to you!"

Wang Han smiled casually, didn't take it to heart, and dangled his little cub by the back collar, "What's the news?"

"Zhai Yueping, the master of Penglai Pavilion, has practiced magic skills!"

Wang Han's movements stopped for a moment.

"Zhai Yueping is in Penglai Pavilion?"