The Knight's Guide of the Chief of Tendo

If she knew, she wouldn't have come to the head of heaven in the middle of the night.

"In the dance troupe named Kaiwu, there is also a woman named Gao Siwu who looks exactly like you." The chief who let the scale lock rotate on his fingertips looked playfully at the woman standing on the railing.

Gao Siwu responded silently, pretending not to understand.

She came back from the future, even Ge Ye Hongtai didn't know about it in this period, how could he tell the stranger so easily.

"Ge Ye Hong Tai?"

The Chief Secretary, who had a panoramic view of Gao Siwu's performance, played with the scale lock in his hand for a while, and suddenly said a name that he only knew today.

The man who claimed to be his fan, Ge Ye Hongtai.

And after the director general mentioned Ge Ye Hongtai's name, Gao Siwu's face clearly showed a slight mood swing.Although it only disappeared in a flash, it did not escape the eyes of the chief executive.

"You know Ge Ye Hongtai."

The chief executive expressed his own conclusions.

Putting the scale lock and the red wine glass on the coffee table beside him, the chief executive stood up and approached Gao Siwu on the railing step by step.

Gao Siwu didn't know why, although he had stronger power, but somehow he felt flustered and uneasy about the Tiandao Chief Director who was approaching him step by step.

"Or, that Gao Siwu is actually you?"

"Are you two actually the same person?"

"No, I'm just me. I'm the daughter of the origin of Helm's Underworld." Gao Siwu interrupted his guess with a condescending gaze at the chief executive who had already walked in front of him.

She felt that it was a mistake for her to come to this man tonight.If you can't ask what you want at all, don't tell me, your past still has a tendency to be exposed.

What Xiangle said before was correct, she was indeed so well protected by Ge Ye Hongtai that now the chief executive took the initiative in speaking instead of customers.

"I just don't understand why Sagara chose you, that's all."

"That is to say, you and Xiangle have different opinions?" The chief executive raised his head, and the smile on the corner of his mouth made Gao Siwu feel flustered.

The pupils under the moonlight are sharp enough to pierce through all her disguises, and Gao Siwu always has the illusion that all the secrets in her body have been seen.

"In short, you already have the origin of the earth in your body. The power of Heim's underworld is not a good medicine but a poison for you. Your body can't bear the fluctuations caused by the mixing of the two sources."

"You're going to die. Believe me, for your sake, and for your wife's, don't accept anything from Sagara."

The shadow under the moonlight gradually disappeared, leaving only a piece of advice echoing in the ears of the chief executive.

"Knowing Ge Ye Hongtao, deliberately changing the topic, and this innocent attitude towards people, all kinds of characteristics, are really similar to Gao Siwu in the Kaiwu Dance Troupe."

"Or, are you her?"

The chief executive, who already knows something about time travel, naturally thinks of the past and the future.

In the afternoon at the fruit and dessert shop "DrupeRs", because of Kuzuba Hirota's enthusiastic introduction, he got to know everyone in the Kaiwu Dance Troupe, and "dissolved the misunderstanding" with Bando Seijiro.

Looking up at the starry sky, the chief executive started his own association.

He is determined to gain the power of Haim's underworld.

Compared with the Hyper zecter, which he still doesn't know if it can be copied, what he feels, the fruit full of life force in Heim's underworld is undoubtedly what he can see and touch now.

No matter what Xiangle's calculations are, he doesn't care.

"I don't know, how much does Takahu Kuredo know about Heim's Underworld?"

A night without dreams, good sleep.

When the head office knocked on the door of Fujiwara Konan next door early the next morning, the guy who had a dinner party with his old classmates last night until two o'clock in the morning woke up sleepily and opened the door.

Stay up late for a while, get up early for the crematorium.

The biological clock of the human body does not allow Konan Fujiwara to be like the chief executive without sleeping for a day and a night without any problems.

"Is it nine o'clock..."

Reluctant but still aware of the seriousness of the matter, Fujiwara Haonan washed up, went downstairs with the chief executive and had breakfast, and then went straight to the World Tree Consortium under the escort of the driver.

"To be honest, Director, among other things, the building of the World Tree Consortium still has a sense of design."

The unique architectural style of the World Tree Consortium amazed Fujiwara Konan who watched it up close.In contrast, the Yuansaki Group Building looks very ordinary, without the domineering spirit of the Fengdu No. [-] Financial Group at all.

The general manager pretended not to hear it, anyway, Konan Fujiwara has been nagging for a long time.

"Speaking of which, that Wudao Guihu is quite similar to you in a certain sense."

"They are all young and promising, including in the decision-making of the group. I heard that when he first took office, he also defeated all the forces blocking him with thunderous force..."

In the VIP room where there was no one around, Fujiwara Konan babbled like an old woman chatting in the park, analyzing with a three-pointed smile who was the more domineering of the two domineering presidents.

Although compared to the situation of the general manager in Yuansaki Group, the quality of the domineering president Wu Dao Takako is slightly insufficient. After all, Wu Dao Takako is only one of the top executives.

While talking, there was a knock on the door.

Takatora Kureshima in a suit and leather shoes was followed by a man with his hair tied into a ponytail, appearing in front of the chief executive and Konan Fujiwara.

"Ling Ma?"

"Fujiwara?"

Two astonished gazes intertwined, followed by the gazes of the two domineering presidents.