I rely on live broadcast to sell elixir

Since agreeing to heal his legs, the relationship between Ye Yao and Bu gradually became harmonious, and he finally knew the names of the big boss and his dog-legged assistant.

Step heavy, Yan Xu.

They all sound like dogs.

It's just that I searched the Internet, but I couldn't find any information about the name "Buzhong".

—— Either the confidentiality work is done too well, or the website dare not put his personal information on it casually.

No matter which one it is, it has an aura that ordinary people can't provoke.

After all, Bu Ming, who is still in the police station, usually looks awesome, and he can find a basket of lace news with a search.

Ye Yao yawned, feeling emotional in his heart, walked to the window and opened the curtains.

A ray of sunshine suddenly came through.

Ye Yao stretched, propped himself on the window sill and looked down, but was stunned when he saw it.

step weight?

He rubbed his eyes and found that the figure sitting quietly in the wheelchair was not his hallucination.

Why so early...

He hurriedly pulled up one side of his clothes and put it on his body, ran downstairs in a hurry, ran across the yard to the gate erected by the fence, and opened it panting: "Why didn't you tell me when you came?"

Bu Zhong smiled at him, with some morning dew on the shoulders of his jacket: "I'm afraid you're still sleeping."

"Then you can't wait stupidly..." Ye Yao muttered, patting the mist for him, "Come in."

Bu Zhong followed behind him, and the wheelchair with the automatic mode started moved forward slowly. Both sides were within reach of vigorously growing medicinal herbs. Just smelling the smell made the whole body comfortable and full of blood flow.

They are all unfamiliar medicinal materials, and it seems that they have never been seen in the market outside.

Bu Zhong lowered his brows thoughtfully, and followed Ye Yao into the house.

Different from the decoration style next door, there is a warm and comfortable atmosphere everywhere here, the light blue curtains and beige wallpaper are fresh and concise, warm-colored pillows are thrown randomly on the sofa, and there is a cat litter bowl in the corner, which is full of life.

Ye Yao followed his gaze, and said a little embarrassedly: "I haven't had time to clean up, so you can sit down for a while."

The corners of Bu Zhong's lips curled up slightly: "Don't settle for it, this place is very good."

The air of the little anchor is everywhere, surrounding him like an ocean, how could it be bad.

Ye Yao pushed him to the side of the sofa, and simply and rudely pushed the snacks on the coffee table aside, leaving an open space.

Then he turned his head and asked the man, "What's the matter with you coming to see me so early?"

Bu Zhong raised his hand, revealing the box on his lap: "It's not a big deal, I'm here to bring you breakfast."

The exquisite wooden box is warm, as if it has just been taken out of an incubator, and the lid can't block the aroma of the food, which wafts out faintly, which is extremely attractive.

Ye Yao couldn't help taking a deep sniff, mixed with surprise, and murmured: "The evil capitalism..."

At first glance, the level of hotel chefs who provide door-to-door service, and the craftsmanship of the light box are all very valuable... Really embarrassing.

Bu Zhong chuckled lightly: "Then Master Ye, have a bit more backbone, don't eat the food of the evil capitalism?"

A word from Master Ye made Ye Yao's heart skip a beat, and he thought of the deepest and most elegant tone in the live broadcast room for no reason.

"That... that won't work." Ye Yao changed his face very quickly, put the lunch box in his arms, squinted his eyes and dimpled out of his smile, "I'm sorry if you don't eat, I'm sorry for the cook specially invited by your family, for the sake of food, I am willing to be a capitalist running dog!"

The lunch boxes were placed on the coffee table, spread out one by one, and the delicate dim sum was still steaming, as beautiful as a work of art.

Ye Yao looked left and right at a steamed bun in the shape of a bunny for a long time, but couldn't bear to say anything.

Bu Zhong picked up his cup and took a sip of the tea: "Don't you want to eat?"

Ye Yao wrinkled his face: "Your cook is so lifelike, I feel guilty for eating rabbits and rabbits."

Bu Zhong laughed out loud, picked up the ebony chopsticks placed in the box, picked one up and handed it to his mouth: "If you eat it, it's my fault."

His voice was gentle, and his eyes soaked the lake water.

Ye Yao looked at it, then opened his mouth in a daze.

Why is this man so handsome...

The taste in his mouth was sweet and soft, but it was not as good as the smile on the corners of his lips. It was soft that did not match his appearance, as if a corner of a closed door had been pushed open.

Ye Yao was chewing in a trance, his eyes fell on his beautifully curved lips involuntarily, thinking whether it's time to reciprocate the courtesy, and return a...

Bu Zhong looked at the little anchor's crimson ears, and his smile deepened: "If you don't mind, you can..."

"Apprentice! Good apprentice!"

There was a sudden excited shout from outside the door.

The beautiful tranquility of the room was broken, and Ye Yao woke up suddenly, sat up straight, blinked his eyes twice, and the daze in his eyes faded away.

"I...I..." He rubbed his ears and stood up, "I'm going to open the door!"

Bu Zhong looked at his hurried back, pursed his lips, and sighed regretfully in his heart.

Ye Yao walked outside the door and finally calmed down in the morning breeze.

It's like drinking ecstasy soup.

Ye Yao was puzzled by his state just now.

A man with a lower voice and a nicer voice can make people dizzy?

He thought it over and over again, and in the end it came down to the fact that Bu Zhong was too good-looking.

It seems that I can't look directly at his face in the future.

Keep your distance.

Otherwise, what does it sound like for a subordinate to get so close to his future boss? After joining the job, he will definitely be said to be hugging his thigh.

...Although he wanted to hug at first.

Ye Yao walked to the door, and happened to see Calcite in a Tang suit getting out of the car in good spirits.

"Go back first." He waved his hand to chase the driver away, "I'll let you know when I leave."

Ye Yao's mood suddenly brightened, and he opened the door and said, "Master is here!"

"Here we come." Calcite walked in with his hands behind his back, pacing, "I wanted to come a long time ago, but I ended up with a lot of things to do, one lecture on the left and one lecture on the right, which made me delay for so long."

As he was talking, he suddenly caught sight of the growing medicinal herbs in the yard, and immediately stopped talking.

Ye Yao looked over, but saw that his eyes were shining brightly, and his reserved manner was completely thrown away, and Sa Yazi ran towards the medicinal materials: "...This is!?"

Red, purple, blue... The layered colors are mixed together, but there is an indescribable softness, no sense of vulgarity, and even a halo in a trance under the sun.

Calcite's saliva was about to stay: "You planted this?!"

"Yes." Ye Yao followed behind him, smiling, "I don't usually have any hobbies at home, just plant flowers and grass. Master, look at the growth, is it okay?"

Not only is it okay!It's unreasonable!Red-eyed with envy!

Calcite has dealt with medicinal herbs all his life, and has never seen such a good variety. His fingers trembled, and the appearance of holding the grass leaves could be called pious.

"Quick, quick!" He greeted Ye Yao, "Move me a bench, I'll stay here today!"

Ye Yao responded, turned around and brought him a small table and chair from the corridor.

Calcite excitedly took out a set of tools from his side, including a magnifying glass and tweezers, and started working with his sleeves rolled up.

Ye Yao brought him another glass of water, and watched happily from the side.

With Master doing this, his medicinal materials have finally passed the Ming road.

Those who can live in this world are the lowest-end medicines in the realm of comprehension. They won't be too shocking, but anyway, there is an awesome teacher on top of them, and they won't be afraid of being questioned if they take them out in the future. source of suspicion.

Ye Yao breathed a sigh of relief, the dust settled in his heart.

He knew the mood of the people who were immersed in the research, so he didn't bother, and was going to go in and continue to entertain Buzhong.

Turning around, I saw the man came out of the house at some point, looking at Calcite with an indescribable gaze.

Ye Yao walked over: "Why don't you have breakfast?"

"Oh, that's right." Afraid that Bu Zhong had forgotten about Calcite, he hurriedly explained, "This is the master I recognized recently, an honorary director of the National Medical Association, and a specially-appointed professor of the Academy of Medical Sciences."

He finished the introduction in a flaunting tone, and said with his tail cocked, "It's amazing."

Bu reused a low hum in a nasal voice without ups and downs and insincerity.

Ye Yao thought that he still cared about the incident that Calcite appeared with that old man last time, so he hurriedly said: "My master just returned favors that time, he has nothing to do with that person..."

"Well, I know." Bu Zhong said lightly, looked at it for a while, and suddenly pressed the button, and the wheelchair passed towards Calcite.

Ye Yao felt that his aura was not at all intended to get along well...

Do you want to attack personally? !

He was taken aback, followed behind and said, "Wait for me, I'll introduce—"

"Calcite?" Bu Zhong stopped in front of the old man, and called out with a leisurely evaluation in his dark and beautiful eyes.

His momentum was too strong, even though his voice was not loud, the old man who was immersed in joy gradually realized that something was wrong and came back to his senses.

He turned his head, saw Bu Zhong, frowned and said displeasedly: "Who are you? Call me?"

Bu Zhong smiled lightly: "Bu Zhong, the person in charge of Tianheng Medicine. Ye Yao will work in my laboratory in the future. I think I should take this opportunity to say hello to you."

"What? Tianheng!?" Calcite widened his eyes in surprise, looking at Ye Yao, "Little Ye Zi, why didn't you tell me about this?"

Little Leaf?

Hearing this name, Bu Zhong clenched his fingers, his fingertips turned white.

Ye Yao said with a guilty conscience: "Well, it's just these two days... Aren't you busy, I haven't had time to tell you, I wanted to call you today..."

"Don't go!" The old man blew his beard and stared, "You're going to follow me into the medical school! What Tianheng, what a waste of time to lower yourself!"

How could the apprentice he had found so hard be able to be kidnapped like this!

Ye Yao heard that he belittled the number one research laboratory in China to nothing in front of the boss without hesitation, and couldn't help looking at Bu Zhong's face, trembling with fear.

However, the man's self-cultivation was beyond his expectations. Even if he was humiliated in person, he still looked calm and even smiled slightly: "You don't seem to be fair?"

Calcite: "What did you say—"

"As a national-level pharmaceutical research company, Tianheng has a lot of cooperation with us from the Academy of Medical Sciences, some of which are even led by Tianheng. From the perspective of past scientific research results and product development, Tianheng's position is only stronger than that of the medical department. , not to mention countless international medical exchange opportunities.”

Bu Zhong said calmly, tapped his fingertips on the armrest of the chair, raised his eyes and raised his lips: "You don't let Ye Yao go to Tianheng... Maybe it's because he's afraid that he won't care about your little one when he gets to a better place. temple?"

Ye Yao: "..."

He immediately changed to worry about whether the old man's blood pressure would soar.

Calcite was panting heavily and his neck was red. Ye Yao looked at him uneasy, and wanted to go up to give him a hand, but was swung away.

The old man pointed angrily: "What do you know, a businessman who only knows about money? Medicine should be researched in a quiet atmosphere without distraction! When I come to you, I will give you a hammer! They are all scheming to grab the project!"

"If Ye Yao comes to Tianheng, I will equip him with the most A-level personnel. Except for scientific research, I will not let anyone bother him."

Bu Zhong confronted each other, his aura faintly fierce: "And the businessman and the copper smell..."

He suddenly smiled and said, "Who told you that those who do business must know less than you old scholars who are locked in the laboratory and don't hear anything out of the window?"

Calcite: "Okay...Okay! Since you say that, you are determined to oppose me... Okay! Let's compare, you know more than I do, I will never interfere with Xiao Yezi's going to Tianheng!"

Taking steps to succeed, he slowly hooked his lips: "It's a deal."

Calcite was full of fighting spirit: "What are you talking about!"

Bu Zhong turned his eyes and landed on the flourishing medicinal herbs in the courtyard, with a leisurely posture full of determination and calmness: "Compared to the medicinal herbs here, whoever can guess their efficacy just by looking and smelling them will win."

The author has something to say: I finally got the chance to avenge the "not as good as the old man".