The god of rebirth counts the world

Chapter 68

After releasing the smiling face, Lanhua's profile picture remained gray, without any movement.

Han Zhu thought that he was not there at all, so he planned to go offline.Think about it, too, as a king who manages everything every day, he is not a child with nothing to do.

But who knew that when he was about to close the button, the other party sent a message: Don't leave.

Han Zhu's fingers paused, and he typed slowly: Hehe.

Mr. King: What does hehe mean?
In fact, Han Zhu also learned from the children in the author group. Isn't this to better adapt to the new life.

So she smiled and replied: Hehe means to say hello to you, which is a friendly expression.

However, a message was quickly sent over there: "From now on, at ten o'clock every night, send me a haha."

Han Zhu: o(╯□╰)o
Mr. Wang: Qitian Group's stock has plummeted, and Song Jiaolan will be very busy next time.

Han Zhu immediately understood, but he smiled and said: As an old classmate, you are too cruel.

Mr. King: So what, old classmate?

Han Zhu: Thank you for everything you have done for Han Zhu.

Mr. Wang: Don't you think we are different if you use thank you?

Han Zhu: I don't know.Because I am not her after all.

As soon as the words were uttered, the other side stopped talking immediately.

Seeing this, Han Zhu suddenly felt that it was meaningless.

I remembered that a long time ago, when she was leaning in his arms, he touched her heart and said, "I don't believe in fate, so I don't believe in your fate, Khofko, you have been plagued by illness for the rest of your life. I will call the world's top heart Experts, I will replace you with a healthy heart."

At that time, she smiled lazily and said, "If I change my heart, my heart will not be the same as it is now. At that time, I will not love you."

He put his arms around her and said softly, "I will make you fall in love with me again."

Han Zhu deliberately said: "Maybe I, with a new heart, will never fall in love with you again."

So he stopped talking.

But Han Zhu was very interested in the answer. She sat up, faced him face to face, held his handsome face, and said with a smile, "If you had to choose, would you choose me who is suffering from illness, or would you want me?" Have a healthy body, but I no longer love you?"

At that time, she looked at his black eyes like stars, and asked him gently.

But Mr. King, who was not yet a king at that time, said in a low voice, "I don't want to answer this question."

Han Zhu stared at the quiet and familiar head portrait on the bright screen.Once belonged to oneself, is now occupied by others.

Now Han Zhu has not only changed his heart, but also his body.

It's no longer the Han Zhu he loved.

She tapped out four words: I'm going to sleep.

Mr. King replied: Well, you go to bed early.Remember to send me a message every night, otherwise I will not promise to keep my promise to you.

After saying goodbye to Mr. King, she naturally didn't really sleep.

She began to search for news about Qitian Group on the Internet, and sure enough, the major media used headlines to mark the sharp drop in Qitian Group's stock, and trading had been temporarily suspended.

For a while, various portal websites were discussing, some said that Song Jiaolan of Qitian Group had offended high-level figures, some said that Song Jiaolan was investigated for bribing officials, and some even said that there was an inner ghost in Qitian Group, which led to Substantial losses.

Of course, among the voices that are not optimistic about Qitian Group, there are also some people who try to make a different voice, saying that Song Jiaolan's backstage is very strong and her network is very strong, and she can still resist this matter.

However, this kind of voice was quickly drowned in the pessimistic analysis of Qitian Group.

Han Zhu was very satisfied with the result.

Since Song Jiaolan must have cast some magic on her, the person who tied the bell must be untied, and she must break it bit by bit.

But now she is still very weak, if she wants to be strong enough to fight against Song Jiaolan, she has to make a comeback with her own ability.

Only in this way can this little senior sister who has never obeyed herself be convinced.

Mr. King's strength is certainly strong, but Han Zhu still remembers his master's instructions before he died, unless she pressed her every step of the way and tried to kill her, otherwise he would never attract foreign aid to deal with his fellow disciples.

That night, Han Zhu slept soundly. Early the next morning, he first got a fortune teller, and then asked Shuanzi to drive to the back street.

There are already six or seven merchants settled in the facade house that I bought, and the business is unexpectedly good.Among them, Feng Cuicui's steamed stuffed buns are in full swing, and people who buy steamed stuffed buns have to queue up every day.

Seeing Han Zhu coming, Feng Cuicui waved her hand, signaling that she was selling steamed stuffed buns.

It wasn't until the meal was over that Feng Cuicui was free, and brought a ledger, crookedly remembering how many buns were sold today and how many buns were sold yesterday, and had to be checked and accepted by Han Zhu.

(End of this chapter)