I rely on the bloody script to force BE

Neither the elder brother nor the husband are very human, and Qianliu from the Chanyuan is used to it, so he didn't take it too seriously——

Then he ordered Secretary Sakamoto to only transfer 5000 million yuan to Fuheshier's card next month.

Gojo Goto complained: "What a vengeful woman."

"As for Mr. Wu, let's start taking over the work tomorrow."

"I am, what class do I have?"

"But there is no other way, some things can only be done by you." Chanyuan Qianliu said sincerely, "Don't you want to accumulate some experience so that you can know how to transform the magic world when you go back?"

Every word hits the pain point.

"Okay..." he said.

He didn't please Fuheisher, and Gojo Satoru went to find trouble with Fuheihui as soon as he got home, who was sitting on the sofa and flipping through a natural science magazine.

In the morning, they chatted briefly. Gojo Satoru said that in his own world, Qianliu of the Zen Academy did not take over him, and it was the 17-year-old himself who adopted the young Fu Heihui.

In this regard, Fu Heihui expressed his deep sympathy for the other self, and sincerely hoped that he would be adopted by Qianliu from the Zen Academy as soon as possible.

Although we only chatted a few times in the morning, Gojo Satoru put his hand on Fu Heihui's shoulder very familiarly, and suggested: "Are you free? Since we have nothing to do now, why don't we have a discussion?"

"Competing with you?" Fu Heihui turned over a page of the magazine, with an indescribably disgusted expression on his face, "I don't want to."

"You had such a cold face when you were young, but you are still so uncute when you grow up. Why not?"

Fu Heihui said honestly: "Because you just saw something unpleasant outside, so you want to vent your anger on me."

And he has experienced a lot of such things when he was a child, and he has quite a lot of experience in dealing with them.

Gojo Goto didn't change his expression: "How could it be?"

"Please don't have such an idea. I have no intention of becoming a magician at the moment. So I will not take the initiative to train except for the necessary training."

He raised his eyebrows: "Ten Shadows don't want to become a magician? Then what do you want to do?"

"Xiaohui is my heir." Qianliu's voice from the Zen Academy came from a restaurant not far away, "Come to eat? Today, I ordered Dedo's Wagyu delivery. Let's simply eat it."

Fu Heihui responded, put down the magazine and walked towards her, Gojo Satoru followed behind and asked curiously: "What heir? The Conjuration Committee?"

Fu Heihui replied: "No, the Chanyuan Consortium."

The ultimate wealth complex controlled by Zenyuan Qianliu, and its countless subsidiaries make money diligently every day, constantly enriching the treasury of this huge hunter.Although it is named as the Zenyuan, the management has nothing to do with the Zenyuan itself.

"I have no plans to have children, so Xiaohui will be the next helm." Zenyuan Qianliu explained, "There is no shortage of special grades in the magic world, but I have no other heirs except him."

Gojo Wu just wanted to open his mouth to refute, but considering that Fu Heisher survived in this world and Xia Youjie did not defect, her words seemed somewhat credible.

While chatting with him, Zenyuan Qianliu was making wagyu nigiri sushi.The roasted wagyu beef tightly wraps the vinegared rice, exuding a rich fat aroma.

She pushed the plate over: "Try it?"

tasty.The beef juice is full, and the vinegar rice has distinct grains, comparable to the level of a chef.

Gojo Satoru couldn't help being a little curious.It is unimaginable that such a woman with a million dollars per minute can be proficient in cooking, and both Fu Heihui and she are used to it.

The meal was very quiet. Except for him, the three people on the table were not talkative. The sharing made the whole process linger in a warm atmosphere of communication, as if they were very familiar family members.

Even though Gojo Satoru hadn't dined with them for a whole year since they separated.

In the evening, Qianliu from the Chanyuan knocked on the door of Wujo Wu's room with a cup of tea and pills.

He was upset because the game was interrupted, and frowned: "What's the matter?"

Qianliu from the Chanyuan handed over the herbal tea and medicine board: "Wu Jun, get angry."

Indeed.Maybe it was because he was somewhat unaccustomed to the different world, he developed a small blister on the left side of his tongue, and it was uncomfortable when eating, but he quickly cured it with the reversal technique.

"Do you think I can't reverse the spell yet? And even if I leave it alone, I'll be fine soon."

Gojo Satoru was a little impatient, but he obediently took what was in her hand and drank the drink in the glass in one go.Then his face was distorted because of too much bitterness: "Are you going to assassinate me!"

"Good medicine tastes bitter."

"It's so vicious, so vicious. Why would I marry you?"

Qianliu from the Chanyuan smiled: "Rest early. Let Jie take you to familiarize yourself with the work tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he turned around with the empty cup, and before he could even move his legs, Gojo Satoru called out: "Wait a minute."

"You can make me come and go freely." He smiled provocatively and arrogantly, "What if I dismantle your spell committee?"

Zenyuan Qianliu looked at him calmly, her green eyes shining brightly under the warm light.

"First of all, it's not mine, it's ours." She said, "As for the rest, you are Wujo Satoru, so you can do whatever you want, just go according to your own ideas."

"I'm going to kill those old oranges tomorrow."

"There's no need to test it, Mr. Wu." Qianliu from the Chanyuan sighed, but his tone was very light, "You are not a useless character whose power is emptied, and I don't have such great ambitions."

She knew what Gojo Satoru wanted to ask, but she found some clues at the headquarters of the Conjuration Committee today and doubted the authenticity of this organization.

Especially the respectful attitude of the supernatural beings and the clerks towards her may make him wonder if he is just a puppet pushed to the top by Qianliu of the Zen Academy - but he can't get the extra respect from those people. Just because it's too disgusting.

"And I'm going to..." Qianliu of the Chanyuan opened his mouth, swallowed the last part of the sentence, and changed his words, "As I said, treat it as a short-term trip, it's fun."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyes, and said lacking in interest, "Oh, then I'll screw up everything."

……

Although he made a declaration of sabotage, he still showed a very impatient attitude the next day, and followed Xia Youjie to get acquainted with the boring work.

In order to tutor him, Xia You also brought the things she needed to deal with, and the two shared the same huge desk.

It didn't take long for Gojo Satoru to completely lose interest, and he sank into the seat, sliding the chair around with his legs, complaining: "It's so boring, Jie, do you have a mission to go out?"

"Not today." Xia Youjie stretched his legs, forcibly stopped the endlessly turning chair, looked down at the application documents, and couldn't help complaining, "Why did Qianliu let you come to work? It increased my work for no reason. quantity."

Gojo Satoru drooped his eyes: "Just entertain me with a sanctimonious excuse, disgusting woman."

"You obviously don't hate her, do you?"

"Are you kidding, she's really annoying and takes care of a lot... Forget it..."

His desktop is very cold, without any decorations, only a pen holder and documents, making people feel sleepy just looking at it.

Too bored, Gojo Satoru rummaged through the drawers of his future desk, hoping to find something interesting to pass the time.

Looking through layer by layer, I finally found a dusty photo frame in the bottom drawer, as well as some small items such as guards and ornaments.

The photo frame is a group photo made up of three photos. On the top one, the silver-haired teenager is facing the camera sideways, pulling it like someone owes him millions;

The black-haired and green-eyed girl still had some round cheeks, and she bent her eyes to the camera Biye.

In the following two photos, the faces of the two people in the photos have become mature to the naked eye.The posture of the group photo is also calm and harmonious, not as awkward as the top one.

Zenyuan Qianliu lied to him. He asked whether the combination of the two was a political marriage, and she admitted it along the tone.

But looking at this group photo, no one can make a judgment that they entered into marriage for the sake of alliance, unless it is a widow who doesn't call for feelings at all.

This made Gojo Wu even more upset. Did Qianliu of the Chanyuan say anything truthful?Is it difficult to admit that it is because of feelings that you get married?

"excuse me……"

There was a knock on the door.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Xia You in there?"

Xia Youjie didn't raise his head: "Please come in."

The person who pushed the door and entered was a young woman in her early twenties, also with black hair, and with fox eyes at the end of her eyes.

She reported to Xia Youjie what happened in the branch, and after obtaining permission to act, she smiled at Gojo Wu: "Mr. Wu, good morning."

Gojo Wu returned early indifferently, and after she left, he turned to Xia Youjie and asked, "Who is she? Why does she seem to know me so well?"

"Eili of the Chanyuan, I worked as your assistant for a few months during the rotation."

Speaking of this person, Xia Youjie's expression suddenly became indescribable, and he closed the pen and said earnestly: "Remember to keep a distance from her, she may have a crush on you, Qianliu also had a fight with you because of her before." Not happy for a while."

For this marriage, Xia Youjie is naturally a persuasionist, and reminded the future Wujo Wu several times to cherish the person in front of him, but the other party obviously didn't take it to heart.

After listening to these words, the young Gojo Satoru asked thoughtfully, "Oh... what is that woman doing now?"

"It can be regarded as my subordinate, assist me in some management work."

"Okay..." Gojo Satoru jumped up from the chair as if he had some inspiration, and walked towards the door, walking fast.

Xia Youjie felt uneasy and got up to follow.

I saw him walking quickly through the corridor, pushing open the door of Qianliu's office in the Chanyuan with one palm, leaning on the door frame and nodding at her: "I want someone from you."

Zenyuan Qianliu was chatting with Secretary Sakamoto, and turned to look at him after about ten seconds, with puzzled eyes.

An ominous premonition suddenly rose in Xia Youjie's heart.

Just when he was about to stop him, Gojo Satoru had already said, "Transfer Jie's subordinate to me as an assistant, I think she's pretty good."

He said, "It's called Zenyuan Huili, right?"

Xia Youjie: "..."

Gojo Satoru fulfilled his wish and saw Zenyuan Qianliu's mouth fall like a summer shower.

Her eyes were as cold as raindrops that had condensed into ice, but her tone was soft: "Really? Does Jun Wu like her very much?"