The President's Vampire

It is choosing a site to set up a factory, and purchasing an assembly line from abroad. Every move of Chuluo falls in the eyes of those who care about it, and it seems to have become another meaning.

"Aside from us doing it alone, we want to get beauty!" Jun Qi and Zheng Yiping were so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.

Set up cards everywhere to deny approval, send people to sabotage and cause trouble, and no one else will eat meat that they can't eat.

When it comes to the long-term benefits that can be owned, another wave of people has blown up the pot, and they no longer just watch the mantis catch the cicada from the sidelines.

Chu Luo smiled and saw that the two parties were fighting openly and secretly to set each other up, quietly signed the sent contract, packed it and sent it out.

The factory opened, and the matter of recruiting employees has become a battlefield for many parties, all of whom are keeping ulterior secrets.

Chuluo withstood the pressure from all parties, recruited people with physical disabilities and strong hands-on ability, signed a strict confidentiality agreement, and clearly informed that the product will be provided to these people, or bring hope to more similar families , requiring strict adherence to the conscience and bottom line of dealing with people.

Chu Luo deliberately tested human nature. Sure enough, someone couldn't resist the temptation of money, stole the product parts and drawings, transported them out like ants moving house, and then reassembled them.

Compared with waiting for one to two years with no end in sight, it is more practical than having a large sum of money in front of you.

After experiencing severe beatings in society, people have to learn from philistines. The immediate interests are above all else, whether it is good for themselves or their families.

In the research institute, all testing instruments are fully opened, and the parts obtained are analyzed, and compared with the parts produced in the previous ones, to see if there are any differences.

Jun Qi and Zheng Yiping were both on the scene, keeping an eye on the comparison of various data.

During the monitoring process, the core chip suddenly exploded, which caught off guard and affected everyone and machines within [-] meters.

The energy generated by the explosion triggered the alarm, and when the police, firefighters, and ambulances arrived at full speed, more than half of the research institute was turned into ruins, causing immeasurable casualties.

The preliminary investigation concluded that everyone gasped, and the two persistent bosses were killed in the tragic explosion.

"Isn't the structure of the research institute explosion-proof?" It's so unbelievable and staggering.

A phone call was made to Chu Luo, and the leader severely reprimanded the other party for his sinister intentions this time.

"If you don't steal, there will be no accidents. I will be held accountable. I will sue the deceased for stealing trade secrets, which will seriously affect the cooperation between the two parties." Chu Luo retaliated rather stubbornly.

Don't do to others what you don't want to be done to others. He said no, but he wished that Zheng and Jun could move faster and take full control of the initiative.

Chu Luo doesn't believe it, the leader can really close his eyes and pretend to be deaf and dumb, knowing nothing about what the two of them are doing, how can he coax a three-year-old child to play?

"It offended me, all the incidents are made public, and the eyes of the masses are discerning." The big deal is a change of term, Chu Luo will eat everything, but he is not willing to suffer from being dumb.

"The last warning, all things are implanted with a self-destruct program, and the data is stolen by extraordinary methods. The lesson from the past is in front of us." Don't pretend to be confused, don't play like this, Chu Luo cut off the call out of sight and out of mind.

Some pretentious people who underestimated people saw the bloody lesson in front of them, and all their unbearable thoughts died down instantly.

The leader was furious, and contacted Ling Yuan by email, and suddenly found that the email was not working properly. The technician checked and was canceled. The time was just before and after Zheng and Jun used the name of Chu Network to fish.

No matter how stupid people are, they all know what's going on. The leader has completely lost the right to talk to the Aberdrin family.

The bustling New Year's Eve has passed, and I saw the time for the statuette.

Ling Yuan was the first to know that he had a nomination, a trophy, and an invitation was already on the table.

The special assistant asked: "Need to prepare a speech?"

"No need." Ling Yuan hesitated between going and not going.

The screenwriter award is well deserved, and I deserve it. The nomination for best supporting actor seems a bit ironic.

"Have you won the Pulitzer Prize?" A young man struggling for his dream.

"Yes, nominations for the Best New Director Award and the Best Screenplay." The special assistant got the list set by the organizer in advance, "The jury sincerely invites you, and your work will be selected as the opening of the premiere."

The phone rings, caller ID: Mill.

An excited voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ling, the red carpet dress is ready, are you coming?"

"The red carpet has nothing to do with me." Even if Ling Yuan went, he wouldn't join in the fun, because he was not a star and he found it annoying.

"Okay." Frustrated for a second, Mir revived on the spot, "Isn't there still an awards ceremony." There is always a chance to use the clothes that have been designed so hard.

Mir couldn't wait: "Are you coming or am I going?"

It took time and effort to go back and forth, Ling Yuan said: "See you in America."

"I have designed more than a dozen sets of clothes, don't you want to try?" It's not impossible to take them all, Mir just wants to appreciate his masterpiece in advance.

"It's the same clothes." No one dared to laugh at Ling Yuan's vulgar eyesight.

"Oh." Mir was greatly disappointed, "That's fine, I'll ask you out again when we arrive."

Special Assistant: "Private jet?"

"The time to draw out the flight path is tight, book a ticket." Ling Yuan doesn't like to make troubles, no matter how powerful he is, that's not how he uses it.

Private jets look majestic and show their status, but in fact the real utilization rate is very low. If you do not apply for a flight path in advance for cross-border flights, the collision will be small. If it is directly destroyed by a missile, the deceased will bear full responsibility.

The take-off and landing places are all at the airport, so why bother to do it twice, Ling Yuan is used to making full use of time.

"Okay." The special assistant had nothing else to report and was busy.

In China, Lu Jie took the list and knocked on the office door with a red face.

"Boss, the nominations are out, and it's all the rage!" Lu Jie burst into laughter from ear to ear.

Chu Luo was not surprised at all: ""A Thousand Cities"?" She took the list and scanned it, sure enough.

"Yes, Ling Yuan's screenwriting is top-notch, and the actors are dedicated." Lu Jie thought, the main reason is that the special effects in the post-production are excellent, creating a majestic fantasy scene, and the money was well spent.

"Book a plane ticket." Chu Luo went there in person to see if it was true that Ling Yuan was there.

"Oh, I forgot, here is the invitation letter." Lu Jie found it and put it on the table.

"I'm going to book tickets now, and go with the crew, or stagger?"

"Let's go together, just book a plane." It's impossible for all the crew to go, the main actors and nominees are present, Chu Luo reminded, "There are multiple checks on the dress, so as to prevent the red carpet from being full of jokes."

"Okay." Lu Jie left.

The plane arrived in Los Angeles, and the car picked up Ling Yuan back to his residence here.

The next day, Mir sent a message saying that he had arrived, and Ling Yuan told him to beat the jet lag first, come here tomorrow morning, and sent him his residential address.

Mir was dressed like a butterfly, carrying a suitcase and bringing Carney with a serious face.

Seeing the two brothers, Ling Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Is old Chadis here?"

"The old man is in charge of the business at home, and he was going to join in the fun together, but he took a big order on the spur of the moment, and the trip was forced to be cancelled." Mir's talkative, heartless appearance made his former illegitimate son Carney look like a wooden stake taciturn.

"Sit down, what to drink is in the refrigerator, feel free." Ling Yuan went into the cloakroom to change clothes.

Carney walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, there were a lot of juices and red wine without labels, took a bottle of juice, opened it, took a sip, and collected himself.

The taste is a bit different. After tasting it, I sighed that the good things are just like what the old man said, "three noes".

Mir followed with two large boxes of clothes, taking them out and hanging them in the open closet.

Assemble the compact and practical garment steamer to iron wrinkled clothes.

"I don't need clothes that are too fancy." It's not a beauty pageant, Ling Yuan is used to keeping a low profile.

"Dark suits are a men's tradition, how about a white or silver one?" Mir asked, his hands moving non-stop.

Ling Yuan teased: "Prince Charming?" This look is beyond control.

"No one can compare to you." With his unique beauty, Mir's inner drama was frequent.

"There are wizard outfits and vampire outfits." Mir almost made all the designs that he could think of into finished products.

"The stage of the stars is not the masquerade ball you think." Once again, he ruthlessly rejected Mir's imaginative design.

"Isn't the movie Day of the Vampire nominated?" Mi Le's originally sober mind was said to be confused, and he couldn't figure out what was going on. Ming Mingling played an important supporting role in the movie. A finishing touch that cannot be ignored.

Mill thought that Ling played a cameo role, and he was very familiar with the director Pulitzer, just like the last time he invited Ling to the show, the relationship was not strong, so there was no way to invite such a big shot.

Ling Yuan read the confusion on Mir's face, "A deal." That's all.

"Oh..." Mir understood, and shed tears of sympathy for Pulitzer. The person who threw watermelon and picked sesame seeds was really admirable.

Ling Yuan tried on two sets of black and dark suits, the necklines were carefully crafted and very chic.

"Bow ties? Ties?" Mill opened another box. There were all kinds of bow ties on the upper layer, and the lower layer was full of ties.

"Tie." The bow tie felt weird to wear, so Ling Yuan put on the light-colored tie that Mier handed over.

"The waistline can be retracted a little further." Mir compared the size with the mirror.

Ling Yuan glanced at Mir: "It looks better without wearing it."

Mir scratched his head and smirked, "Then don't change it." Waistline or something, go to hell.

"Try the two light-colored outfits." Even if she won't be able to wear it in the end, Mirbaba is waiting for her eyes to be addicted.

Ling Yuan's face was pale, and the white suit made him unhealthy, so he only tried on the jacket, not the trousers.

The upper body of the silver coat is closer to the skin than white.

"This set is good." Mir didn't even bat an eye, if it wasn't for personal privacy, he would have taken a picture of it as a souvenir.

"A little white in a thousand black bushes?" Ling Yuan was the first choice for the focus person, and Ling Yuan gave up.

"Carney, what do you think?" Mill looked out the door, seeking the approval of his allies, reluctant to let Ling wear rustic clothes.

Carney leaned against the door, drinking juice and admiring, "It's more solemn in formal occasions, but you can be casual in other occasions."

The former sentence made Mirla's face look longer, but the latter sentence changed from cloudy to sunny in an instant, and his face changed faster than turning the pages of a book.

"Tomorrow's red carpet." Mir couldn't wait.

"I'm following Ling, didn't you have an appointment with a partner on the red carpet?" Carney followed his father's instructions and followed Mr. Aberdrin, taking advantage of the momentum to stand out in front of the public and get in touch with some important people who needed to know and get to know.

"Oh." It's a pity that Ling didn't walk the red carpet, otherwise Mir wouldn't accept a female companion, and she would be willing to be a green leaf by Ling's side.

The two left and made an appointment to meet again tomorrow afternoon. Carney emptied half of the juice in the refrigerator when he left.

After coming out, Mill asked, "Why don't you get some wine?" What's the juice to drink.

"You're thinking about it, you're taking it!" Carney had thought about grabbing a bottle, but he didn't have the guts!

"Cut!" Mir puffed out his cheeks holding his breath, opened a bottle of fruit juice and drank it.

Carney driving: "Drink less, don't stop when you're in a hurry to urinate on the road!"

"Stingy!" When he came, he had already eaten and there was not much room in his stomach, so Mir gave up the Hohokaney juice.

"Tomorrow's dinner party to celebrate?" There was a reason to touch the wine, and Mir snickered happily.

The old man clutched his hands tightly and refused to take it out to taste, hmph, if you don’t believe me, you can’t find another way to enjoy it.

"It depends." There are some things that you can't do if you think about it, and Carney doesn't help Mir to make troubles.