I, the villainous lady, will not die in the simulator Shura field

Obviously,

No.

Mu Qingqing thought in a low voice.

So, after much deliberation, Mu Qingqing frowned slightly, brushed her hair behind her ears, and said against her will:

"Missy, don't work if you don't want to work."

It is said that love makes people blind, but Mu Qingqing is already very blind before the relationship is confirmed.

Even the secretary, who is rigorous and conscientious on weekdays, is now tightly entangled with messy thoughts, causing her to be trapped in it and lose her mind.

I can't help but think of an old saying: "The spring night is bitter and the day is high, and the king will not go to court early."

After hearing Ms. Mu Qingqing's answer, Hua Mian raised her head in surprise:

"Sister Qingqing, why don't you ask me to work? Have you dealt with all those things today?"

Hua Mian turned around in doubt, and looked at the number of business affairs handled with prosthetic eyes, um, there are still many.

So she raised her head even more curiously, even stood on tiptoe and touched Mu Qingqing on her forehead to see if she had a fever.

How did it change?

She tentatively asked: "I won't deal with official business today? Am I serious? I gave you all these official duties?"

"..."

Mu Qingqing didn't speak.

She just nodded silently in her heart, thinking that it would be good if this could make the eldest lady happy, so she should be busy when she is busy.

But these thoughts of hers did not escape Hua Mian's eyes.

Hua Mian looked at her expression, thoughtfully:

"Why is Sister Qingqing suddenly so understanding? This is not like you," she took two steps back, and tapped the corner of her lips with her right hand, "Hmm ~ let me guess!"

"Because I'm too tired and want to reward me?"

Miss Mu Qingqing was indifferent.

"Is it because of the thanks for giving you the psychic potion?"

Ms. Mu Qingqing was expressionless.

"Or... Sister Qingqing, do you like me?"

Ms. Mu Qingqing lowered her head and pinched the corner of her clothes without speaking.

She didn't speak, but with this reaction again, Hua Mian's expression became joyful, as if she had pressed some kind of switch, and she moved to Miss Secretary's side.

"Miss Qingqing~"

Hua Mian elongated her tone, smiled lightly and approached Miss Secretary, eye to eye, nose to nose, mouth to mouth.

It was so close that Mu Qingqing could even feel the warm breath from Huamian Cherry's small mouth.

"Sister Qingqing," she asked with a slight smile on her face:

"Do you like me?"

Hearing this, Miss Mu Qingqing was trembling all over, and the place where Hua Mian was holding her was restless like a layer of itching powder.

"I......"

Mu Qingqing's cheeks were flushed, she closed her eyes, pursed her lips, and her skin was stained with a delicate reddish layer.

She wanted to say, "I like you."

But because of the throbbing in her heart and a little shyness, she hesitated for a long time before deciding to tell her heart.

But at this moment, Hua Mian's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Close at hand, light and gentle, like the erratic candlelight.

"It doesn't matter if Sister Qingqing likes me or not...because I like Sister Qingqing...if I like it, I will get it, that's what I think."

"No matter what, I will like Miss Qingqing."

Hua Mian paused for a moment when she said this, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and added:

"Sister Qingqing doesn't need to please me like that. I know you've worked very hard, so it's fine as usual."

"Well, that's fine."

So Mu Qingqing silently swallowed the phrase "I like you" that was just a few feet away, and instead, she expressed her attitude with a hug.

"it is good."

she answered softly.

Chapter 64 District [-]

Time spent dealing with business is always boring.

The undercurrent gradually subsided, and the topic on the Internet about the sneak attack on Qingmang's laboratory also gradually faded away.

Regarding the attack on Qingmang, many netizens in Yuncheng are still filled with righteous indignation, but this is not because they like the company, but simply because the company has integrated into every corner of their lives, making them inseparable from the company. .

Qingmang controls various industries such as medical treatment, biology, and prosthetic body compatibility and adjustment, but they have not announced which factory was attacked.

Therefore, ordinary people are very worried about the price increase of Qingmang's services.

After all, human life is almost inseparable from prosthetic bodies and prosthetic eyes, and the installation of these things is inseparable from Qingmang Bainiao.

Strange to say,

Humans transform themselves closer to machines for functionality, and robots are transformed to approach humans for entertainment.

I don't know if such a world has got something wrong.

In short, everyone applauds and applauds the company, but when the monopoly company despicably passes on the cost and increases the service fee, everyone is not happy.

If there is market competition and you raise your price, others can replace you.

But the Big Nine, how can there be any substitutes on the market?

Black prosthetic bodies and black programs are also things produced by giants, that is, the origin is not in accordance with the rules.

Born in Yuncheng, if there is no accident, he will not be able to escape the shackles of the giant for the rest of his life.

So after the discussion on the Internet lasted for a while, it changed from who is behind the scenes and what conspiracy they have to what product prices Qingmang will raise in order to pass on the cost.

But Huamian didn't have any plans to raise the price.

The attack actually didn't cause too much damage, it was just a little maintenance fee, and she also got to know an interesting girl because of this incident.

That chief commander.

This made her small thoughts rise.

Seventh level, if it can be recruited, I am afraid it can solve many problems.

Just not yet.

In the past two days, with the help of Ms. Mu Qingqing, Hua Mian has completely cleaned up the chaos caused by the previous attack.

The company was back on track, and the ghosts inserted by various forces were also found out one by one, and sent to the black clinic for waste utilization.

Everything is going well.

It's just that as soon as one trouble is over, the next trouble will follow.

The Hua family's annual meeting is coming.

Annual meeting, a rather unfamiliar word.

Because Hua Mian had always been sick and weak because of the black crystal infection, no one asked her to attend the annual meeting, after all, it was just a matter of form.

In previous annual meetings, Qingmang's representatives were Mubei and Muqingqing's father and daughter. As a sixth-level psychic, it would not be a shame for him to represent Qingmang in attending.

only,

This year, Hua Mian's body returned to normal, and she attended the Yuncheng board of directors in person a while ago, it would be unreasonable not to attend now.

Now, Hua Mian decided to take Ruo Mucai and Miss Mu Qingqing to the past.

As for the other elders of Qingmang, as the backbone of the family, they naturally have their invitation letters, so there is no need for Huamian to worry about this.

Slowly recovering from her thoughts, Hua Mian shook her hands.

She's a level [-] psyker now,

It can be regarded as a means of self-protection.

However, in the cruel city of Yuncheng, this strength is far from enough, she needs to be stronger and stronger.

Time will tell the test.

The system and your own efforts will hand over the answer sheet.

............

......

Sitting on the floating car, Hua Mian played with the gorgeous paper invitation in her hand.

This is the certificate to enter the annual meeting of the Fanhua Group. If you lose it, even if you are a noble person, you will not be able to enter the venue.

As the helm of the Nine Giants, Hua Mian's invitation is even more unique.

Next to the Huajia logo with gold patterns on a black background, there is also a green awn icon, fully highlighting the difference of this invitation card.

But Hua Mian is not paying attention to this at the moment, she is slowly explaining the past of the Hua family to the bodyguard next to her:

"The predecessor of Fanhua Group is the industries of the Hua family not long after the city was founded."

"The Hua family, with the help of the old man and the mutual support of the other two families, quickly gained a firm foothold in Yuncheng and became a colossus."

"In the future, the old man and the other two will split up the family's business into the previous life of the current nine giants, and use various means to achieve a monopoly."

"Because the city lord is a friend of the three of them, he didn't stop all of this. After all, the city lord's mansion is also a vested interest."

"So, Yuncheng is what it is now."

Hua Mian's voice gently explained the history of the Hua family.

We are going to attend the annual meeting soon, even if Aya Ruomu doesn't need to say anything, he still needs to have the most basic understanding.

The fortune history of Yuncheng Company will not be revealed in the open.

After all, it was all blatant cannibalism.

Bad influence.

The secretary just listened in and added something to Hua Mian's explanation from time to time. It was true that she didn't like this sneaky cat very much, but if the eldest lady wanted to explain to her, she could only help.

Ruo Mucai nodded slightly when she heard the words, and then asked curiously:

"Is the founder of the three major families still alive?"

Most people only know that the chaebol is powerful, but they don't know that the founder of the chaebol is still alive.

"Well," Hua Mian nodded, "The old man's name is Hua Huan, and he is 120 years old."

"120 years old..." Ruo Mucai was speechless.

"He is a psychic, and his life expectancy is not low. In addition, he will undergo Qingmang's DNA repair operation every year, so he will have no problem living for another 20 years."

The upper echelons of the plutocrats control not only money, but also force and longevity.

Thinking about it this way, the children of the family seem to have built a crystal palace, living high in the sky, enjoying themselves, and grazing the world.

Thinking of this, Aya Wakagi, who was born in the lower city and was a foreigner before the catastrophe, lowered her head.

As the bottom layer of Yuncheng's discrimination chain,

She should have been unhappy.

She should have been outraged.

But ah...

As soon as she thought that Hua Mian was the one who could enjoy such benefits, the flame in Ruo Mucai's heart gradually dissipated.