After Becoming a Little |

The second mate said and turned sideways: "Our Poseidon is spacious enough, so there will be no such troubles, please—"

The lady smiled and nodded: "I hope I can enjoy a perfect vacation in this sea city."

Following the guidance of the waiter, she came all the way to her high-class cabin, and gave the waiter a small amount of Japanese currency as a tip, and then locked the door.

The next second she leaned heavily against the door and groaned.

The corners of the burgundy skirt stained on the white cashmere carpet, instantly infecting a small piece of carpet with blood.

She glanced at the room and found no surveillance cameras, so she took off her long dress, threw it into the bathtub in a ball, took out her headphones and put it on.

The floor-to-ceiling mirror revealed a bruised body, with blood still oozing from a horizontal wound on his abdominal muscles.She squinted at the old and new scars on her body and sighed helplessly.

The headset communication was connected, and a young girl's cheerful voice came from inside: "Sister!Is that you, sister! 』

"Call Auntie..."

Lu Wuxia lay down in the bathtub, feeling the scour of the water on his body while he put the water on, and closed his eyes to adjust his breath.

After a while, she let out a long sigh without opening her eyes: "Have you found the news about Leimi sauce?"

『After the Holy Cross was uprooted by European countries, the information of some organizations that cooperated closely with it was also leaked, and a large number of people were arrested in dark matter. Remi-chan should be detained in a military base... and Ah, I found that Rorqual!You have absolutely no idea who the other person is! 』

Lu Wuxia smiled: "I know."

"you know?impossible!Although I just bought information from a friend, but——」

Lu Wuxia opened his eyes: "King of assassins in the dark world, the first executive officer of Jia Ziyu."

"Uh, why do you know? 』

"I played against him. Seven years ago I was interviewing Charles, the president of Venezuela, and he came to assassinate him."

"Isn't that president already..."

"Yes, I lost that time." Lu Wuxia touched a very obvious bullet wound on her shoulder, her eyes were deep, but she still closed her eyes and relaxed her tone: "But I'm just a reporter and a writer, winning or losing doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."

"..."

PS: Check it out, I still owe two updates...Emmm...it's already 7 updates today, I'm still working hard without saving the manuscript

Chapter 115 0115 - Three Sisters!Get it together! (Add 1/2 for "Cat Car No Rin"

Sanssouci Island.

This beautiful island is also surrounded by night, and the lights in the tourist area are bright, in sharp contrast to the darkness on the other side of the island.

Many people have criticized the development strategy of worry-free island. Two-thirds of the private area is not used for development. It is simply not picking up the money in front of it.

But it is precisely because of this title that is only given to one-third of the island that makes Sansso Island a tourist attraction that everyone wants to see - their curiosity is hooked, and the third How beautiful is an island to be so famous.

So, ah, those who play monkeys are played by natural CPs. As a human being, you can't scold the monkey king while talking about how delicious it is.

On the side of the dark two-thirds of Sanssouci Island, there are actually lights like pearls - it is a huge manor with an area that can be called insane.

The manor is divided into several areas, including silver-white buildings that look full of high-tech paintings, antique Taoist temples, and luxurious and delicate palaces.

The Taoist Temple is not far from the edge of the manor, but the location is a bit isolated. Looking down from the top, you can even see a few acres of cultivated fields and green vegetables.

The little Taoist nun Liguang was sitting at the door of the Taoist Temple, holding a gossip mirror and rubbing it - she was playing Bengbengbeng, and her small face was red, green and green by the light on the screen of the gossip mirror, but she still had no expression, only The eyes are somewhat dimmed with some emotions.

There was no sound coming from the gossip mirror, making her movements look like she was performing a mime.

Inside the Taoist temple came the sound of the wheel rolling over the ground, Li Guang quickly put away the gossip mirror, turned around and ran back.

After a while, she pushed a wheelchair out of the Taoist temple and carefully placed a pad on the threshold, trying to push the wheelchair over.

At this moment, a pair of muscular sister Gui's hands stretched in from the door, picked up the wheelchair powerfully and calmly, and crossed the threshold.

Li Guang raised his small face and looked at Aige, the big muscle tyrant, for a few seconds. He didn't speak, he just touched the Dingling Pill on his waist, looked at the other party's big jiri, and then ignored Aige's slightly twitching corners of his eyes. , turned around and went back to turn off the lights of Taoist Temple.

After thinking about it, he closed the creaking wooden door, and hung the copper lock that was horizontal.

There are still old-fashioned light bulbs in the Taoist temple, and the two-color twisted wires are pulled through the air. Everything reveals the atmosphere of the 80s and [-]s of the last century. The street lamp at the door shines an orange light, and moths dance in the beam.

Li Guang pushed the wheelchair to pass the street light from the dark place, and the person sitting in the wheelchair was also reflected by the light, showing his face.

It was a woman who couldn't tell her real age. She was wearing a loose Taoist robe, with the face of a little girl, but she had a mature temperament, with a girl's figure, but her eyes were full of vicissitudes.

At first glance, you may think that this is a tender-faced girl, but the closer you look, the more you will feel that her experience is profound and her bearing is just like - anyway, how strange it is, the contradictory temperament and appearance are like a schizophrenic.

Or to force the person staring at her into schizophrenia.

Li Guang pushed the wheelchair and walked in front, Aige followed behind with small steps, and everyone remained silent.

At night, there is the chirping of insects, the rustling of leaves, and the sound of wheelchairs running over stones, which is very harmonious.

A long road extends from the manor, linking this lonely Taoist temple.

If someone looked back at this time, they would find that the Taoist temple didn't even have a name, just a blank plaque.

Today, the little sister-in-law in a long dress is still standing by the roadside. When she sees the wheelchair approaching, she bows her hands respectfully: "Daoist, I'm here to pick you up to the manor. My sister-in-law wants to ask your opinion on something."

The wheelchair woman known as the Taoist smiled kindly: "Madam, she wants to see me, just say it, and I don't need to pick it up."

There is no telephone in the Taoist temple, and apart from a black-and-white TV, the only household appliances are a flashlight. This also leads to the fact that every time she says 'say it once', she still needs someone to come and pick her up.

It's fine to say she's sick, or she's pretending, but if a person can go on like this for more than ten years without changing, it can be regarded as acting in the bones, and entering the drama into the life.

My aunt dared not be disrespectful, nor could she be disrespectful.

Back then, the Song family was in turmoil, and the huge family business was crumbling, but her brother slipped away when he took over. In the winter half a year later, he brought back the Taoist priest from the north of the Republic, and then officially took over the family business.

Later, under the leadership of her brother, the Song family changed their strategy and concentrated all capital to focus on manufacturing and biomedicine. Relying on the trend of manufacturing transfer from the end of the last century to the beginning of this century, the Song family gave full play to the advantage of low labor prices, and then the OEM industry made more money. Gotta be full.

At the end of the last century, it took over the restructuring of shipbuilding enterprises that were on the verge of bankruptcy, and created the general-section shipbuilding method, which laid the foundation for Song's large-scale shipbuilding industry in one fell swoop.

Even once hammered in the international shipbuilding market and Japanese shipbuilding companies were losing ground, expanding the market to Europe.

It is said that this Taoist nun was proficient in Mohist post-study and miscellaneous schools, and was the inheritor of hundreds of schools of thought.Although the little aunt doesn't understand how powerful these things are, some things are believing. She experienced the prosperity of the Song family for a while, and the driving force behind it is this seemingly ordinary Taoist nun.

After his brother passed away, the Taoist priest who used to be in charge of Song's heavy industry R&D department and Song's biological research institute also resigned from the management power level and became a consultant. Only when his sister-in-law sent someone to invite the other party would he To stand up and say something, I usually either stay in a Taoist temple to study Taoist Tibetans, or take her apprentice to plough the land and grow vegetables.

But no matter what, he's a great guy...

When Liguang was not in the Taoist temple, he would accompany his sister-in-law, which was regarded as bound equipment.

Back then, the rules set by her brother were like this, one match each other. Now in the entire Song family, her sister-in-law has a Japanese-British housekeeper named Yuko by her side. She has Liguang to follow, and Xiaomei also has love. Ge, the Taoist priest was by her brother's side at the beginning.

Later, he originally said that he was going to follow Fuchuan, but he did not know why, so he gave up.

The manor is close at hand, and there are many luxury cars parked at the door. A supercar is accompanied by the bright and beautiful young ladies of the Song family. A small party is held on the square in front of the manor, showing the air of drunkenness.

Some of the second and third generations came to Sanssouci Manor for the first time, and some brought their male or female companions, but no matter what, they all looked like the so-called elites, children of rich families, sitting with such a man A Taoist nun in a wheelchair is naturally aggressive and out of place.

It's just that even though these second and third generations feel that each other is an eyesore, they are also rich and have received a complete higher education. That's it.

Sister-in-law and Aige followed behind them. At this time, they stopped in front of them, and they didn't move forward, their figures disappeared in the shadow of the lights.

The wheelchair woman frowned, her deep eyes sharpened, and she straightened her waist. She was clearly sitting in a wheelchair, but at this moment, she seemed to be sitting high in the white jade palace.

A large group of people poured out of the manor. These second and third generations watched their parents pass through the square with astonished eyes, completely ignoring them, and respectfully greeted the Taoist nun.

The aunt lowered her eyes. Perhaps only at this time would those people remember this retired character.

[Wind over Qianshan·Lu Wuchen]

Chapter 116 0116-Huanxiguan line!Participate in! (Added and updated

Autumn in the north is very cold.

When Dongshan City was only slightly cold, the north had already begun to wear thick clothes.

The heating supply has already been turned on. In a very warm three-bedroom, two-bedroom house, Mrs. Jin was watching a Korean-style bitterness drama with a napkin, wiping her tears while watching.

Mr. Jin didn't understand - when his wife was young, he used a knife to drive others to chop down eight streets. Even if he is a little older now, he is still a talker of underground forces. Dog-blooded TV series, better than those ugly people in the world?

He shook his head helplessly, and then read the company report in his hand, but the dialogue of the TV series was as pervasive as the magic sound, which made him upset.

After all, those crying hypocritical lines are really unbearable...

Mr. Jin put down the report and looked at his wife seriously: "Baby, let's discuss it, can we watch something else?"

"..."

Mrs. Jin squinted her eyes, and those eyes made the most ferocious saber-toothed tiger know what to do next.

Mr. Jin was immediately cowardly, shrank his neck and grabbed the document and wanted to go to the study to look at it. Can't he hide from me?

But Mrs. Jin turned around and watched the TV, biting her handkerchief sobbingly, and patted the vacant seat on the sofa next to her: "Sit down and watch it with me! You know work all day long... woo woo woo... This girl will definitely be beaten by her. Mother-in-law bullied..."

Mr. Jin slumped his shoulders, called the secretary to take the documents, sat down helplessly, grabbed the melon seeds, and frowned, "This is too fake, isn't it? What kind of heir of a wealthy family is he who opens such a mess? Che? Look at his bearing, this is the heir to the township entrepreneur--"

Mrs. Jin stretched out her hand and twisted her husband's waist: "Watch TV, just watch TV, what do you think! Our house is only three bedrooms and two living rooms!"

"Hey..." Mr. Jin rubbed his old waist: "Isn't that when you said you shouldn't live in a big house, space is empty and unpopular."

Mrs. Jin didn't care about him, and the more she looked, the more sad she became. Finally, she threw herself into her husband's arms and cried out, "It's so pitiful! I'm going to lead someone to hack that wicked mother-in-law to death! How can someone be such a parent... woo woo …”

Mr. Jin wiped away his cold sweat. After all, when his mother was still there, his wife was a model daughter-in-law. She was gentle, courteous, thrifty, and filial in front of relatives, friends and elders. The old mother probably did not think of herself when she died smiling. What a ruthless person my daughter-in-law is, watching a TV and seeing the point of beating people...

He hugged his daughter-in-law and patted her on the back: "Okay, hacked to death, I will have someone contact the distributor now, is this TV series recorded and broadcast? Change it! I will spend money to make them change the script. !"

"Change what, change it, it's boring to change it!"

Mrs. Jin changes her face faster than she turns a book. This underground queen looks extra cute in her own home. She looks like a girl who just fell in love. Anyway, Mr. Jin thinks that she is the opposite. What was she like when I first met her? It was fierce and savage, like a dazzling lightning bolt.

The secretary came and took the documents, and by the way, he put down the latest document, which disappeared without a sense of existence.

Mrs. Jin saw that there was an invitation card on the document, she grabbed it curiously, then pouted and threw it aside.

"What's wrong with this expression?" Mr. Jin also picked it up to take a look, shook his head and put down the invitation: "Song family..."

He had a good relationship with the head of the Song family at the beginning, and he controlled a large number of metal minerals in the country. Song's heavy industry developed a golden period and cooperated closely with the enterprises under his command. Everyone was very good in business and personal relationships.

It was only after the sudden death of the contemporary head of the family and the replacement of his wife as the person in charge of the Song family, everyone's friendship faded.

The biggest reason for this is the cause of death of the head of the Song family. The dignified southeastern Song family, a giant worth hundreds of billions, died suddenly because of food poisoning. Who would dare to believe this?