Jiuye's little wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 154
At some point, Jun Wuyong had already broken free from the control of several bodyguards, sat on the ground, and chatted with the person on the other end of the phone. Although he was listening most of the time, the tension in the room, the sword The atmosphere of holding the crossbow has dissipated a lot unknowingly.

Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, Jun Wuyong lowered his eyes and waved to them, signaling them all to go out.

The bodyguards looked at me and I looked at you, and they all hesitated, wondering if they should leave the sick boss alone in the room.

However, just staying for this moment already made Jun Wuyong feel irritable and displeased. He raised his eyes and glanced coldly at everyone in the room.

Seeing that the boss's eyes were no longer red, Feng Yong had a flash of surprise on his face, and after he realized it, he hurriedly turned and left.

Seeing that the captain had left, the others also followed quickly.

When the door was closed, Jun Wuyong whispered to the person on the other end of the phone, "Okay."

As if the mute button had been pressed, after hearing this word, Yan Ruoxue, who had been talking non-stop on the other end of the phone, instantly fell silent.

After a short silence, Yan Ruoxue's excited and happy voice came from the phone, "Sing it to me."

Holding the phone, the corners of Jun Wuyong's mouth slowly curled up, "Two tigers, are you okay?"

"Okay." Although she wanted to hear love songs more, she could hear Uncle Jiu's voice again, no matter what kind of song it was, as long as it was sung by Uncle Jiu, and... it would be fine if Uncle Jiu sang for her. It was a pleasant surprise.

"Two tigers, two tigers, running fast, running fast, one has no ears, the other has no tail, how strange..."

Yan Ruoxue's heart was warmed by the blunt, rigid voice that was almost reciting words.

She vaguely remembers that when she was in a trance, she could often hear this kind of 'rap' singing. Although it sounds strange, every time she hears this voice, she feels very at ease, probably because She knows that the owner of this voice is protecting her by her side...

Jun Wuyong sang three songs in succession before he passed the test.

However, just passed today's 'off'.

Because, after he finished singing, Yan Ruoxue said, "From now on, you will sing it to me every night, it's very nice."

"Okay." Regarding Xue'er's request, he really would not refuse, or rather, he did not want to refuse.

The two chatted on the phone for a while, until Yan Ruoxue heard that Uncle Jiu was speaking as usual, and there was nothing unusual, then she reluctantly ended the call.

"Dudu..."

It wasn't until the busy tone disappeared that Jun Wuyong moved the phone away from his ear, his gaze fell on the phone screen, and the corners of Jun Wuyong's mouth curled up slightly.

I don't know how long it took, Jun Wuyong put away the phone, pulled over the wheelchair, sat on the wheelchair again with the strength of his upper body, smoothed his suit, smoothed his hair, and straightened his back...

At this moment, he seemed to have turned back into the vigorous, gentlemanly and elegant Mr. Jun.

As for the embarrassment of the previous moment, it seems that it has never happened, but it just seems, how could he not know if it happened or not?
Looking around, Jun Wuyong's eyes were filled with disgust.

Pushing open the door, a strong bodyguard stood at the door like a wooden stake.

Jun Wuyong frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here! Do something!"

The sharp tone, eyes... Seeing the familiar boss, the bodyguards froze instantly, bowed, and said, "Yes."

Seeing Feng Yong's hesitant to speak, Jun Wuyong twirled his fingers and said, "Go choose the latest mobile phone and ask Ouyang Hao for reimbursement."

Hearing this, Feng Yong's face was full of 'unwilling', and when he was about to refuse, the boss didn't turn his head...Leave!
'Boss, even if you want my mobile phone, let me export the girls' phone numbers first! '

It's a pity that Feng Yong is doomed to have no chance to say this cry.

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In the banquet hall, a young man stood on the stage and showed his scientific research results to everyone.

"...When the computer is reduced, it can be used in various fields, which can not only facilitate people's life, but also simplify the production process, and the wealth it can create is immeasurable."

As he spoke, Ding Wancheng pointed at the sketch with excitement, and said, "This will be a cross-generational invention. Perhaps, in the not-too-distant future, computers can be shrunk down to the size of wallets. At that time, people will need to use When using a computer, it can be taken out of the pocket directly, which is a very promising and promising scientific research topic.”

Seeing that the people in the audience were moved, Ding Wancheng paused for a moment, and continued to seduce, saying: "Think about the wealth it can bring, invest in it, and you can make money without losing money."

"It sounds interesting."

"Shrunk down to the size of a wallet, I think there is still a possibility for a schoolbag."

"Stable profit but no loss, he is a person who studies things, how does he know what kind of business experience."

"It's the size of a wallet, what's the use of shrinking a computer so small?"

"Yeah, it doesn't work if you don't shrink it, why shrink it?"

"I don't see the research as interesting and not worth investing in."

Somehow, the wind direction of the discussion in the audience quietly changed.

Ding Wancheng, who was always paying attention to the movement in the audience, couldn't help showing anxiety.

"I don't know how much funding is needed for this research?"

The girl's clear and loud voice sounded from the back row, and everyone looked in the direction of the voice in unison, all very curious, who was this young-sounding businesswoman, and some people wanted to see who actually responded to this No creative research interest.

White fox mask, bright red lips, small chin, slender figure, out-of-this-world temperament... Who is the girl, the answer is ready to come out.

The moment some people saw the fox mask, they turned their heads to look at Third Master Qin in the front row and the position beside him.

Businessmen are often very well-informed, especially those who pay more attention to news from the same circle. They are also in Jinghua City, and everyone is familiar with the businessmen near Jinghua City, let alone such a young and good-looking businesswoman. Yes, they definitely don't know about it, so... the people in the banquet hall subconsciously regarded Yan Ruoxue as Qin Ming's person.

The word "deren" was directly tacitly tacitly regarded as "Qin Ming's lover" by everyone, because Qin Ming's love is well known in Jinghua City, and there is no news that Qin Ming has a girlfriend .

Seeing that a small lover has the guts to interfere with the business of the patron, many people who have suffered under the hands of the third master of Qin all look like they are watching a show, and even a few courageous ones have already begun to discuss in a low voice Woke up.

(End of this chapter)