Fist of Fantasy

Chapter 509 Heaven Descends to Party A (thanks to Jiyue Rarely Meeting Caiyun Yisan and the two-headed evil spirit Ding Yuhua for their support)

seven in the morning.

Liang De dried his hands with a towel, took off his canvas apron and hung it on the side of the refrigerator, walked out of the kitchen and returned to the master bedroom.

He sat by the bed, held his girlfriend's hand under the quilt and shook it:
"Breakfast is ready."

She closed her eyes and wrinkled her nose: "Tea eggs, fried corn, pork buns with green onions..."

Liang De: "There are also millet porridge, tofu nao'er, hanging oven cakes, fried cakes, egg burgers, pot stickers, horse siu mai..."

"..."

Shen Shiyu opened his eyes and glanced at him: "Liang Xiaochoi, you want to open a breakfast restaurant at home."

"That's not."

Liang De nodded confidently:

"I checked the recipes of these things in "Morning from the World", and they are absolutely authentic, especially fried cakes, made of water-milled noodles, with big sweet fillings, sticky on the inside and not sticky on the outside, they are always delicious.

"I've made up my mind. I'll do a trial operation at home first. When the word of mouth is established, I'll go downstairs to the design center to make a name for myself. I will become bigger and stronger. I will acquire Mo's Heavy Industry within three years and let Lao Mo rent it downstairs in our house." A room sells exotic weapons.

"Well, this is more promising than being a fist of fantasy."

"You must be poor."

Shen Shiyu led him to sit up, let go of the quilt and cut his hair.

"Bring me a set of pajamas... the wardrobe in the middle...not this one, get that waffle one, yes, the light purple one..."

……

The two sat opposite each other across the dining table, and finished their breakfast in the dreamlike dim morning light.

He and she shared 15 minutes of quietness and leisure, then changed their clothes and stood at the end of the dark hallway.

Shen Shiyu was dressed very simply, with a white stand-up collar and long-sleeved shirt, and a bird-blue horse-face skirt that only reached the middle of the calf.

She looked up and down Liang De's formal attire, grasped the two ends of the new tie, and tied a Kelvin knot for him in an orderly manner.

"Let's go." She let go.

Liang De held the handle and pushed open the door, and walked into the sun-drenched porch side by side with Shen Shiyu.

"See you after get off work," he said.

"Ah."

……

On the other side of the empty sea, there is an unnamed world.

Fang Weiyu hugged his friend's cat away from his friend's reclining chair, ignored the cat's loud protest, and lay down on it by himself.

This cat is getting more and more rebellious. It was so angry yesterday that it didn't dare to speak out. Can't you cats be more stable in their mental state!

She slumped on the recliner, staring blankly at the balcony of her friend's house, feeling quite a hero's end in her heart.

Ever since opening the skylight for Ai Dian at the S&M Game Jam scene, Fang Weiyu has stayed at a friend's house to avoid the completely crazy lioness roommate, and I have been here for seven days a week.

She originally thought that as long as she hid for a few days, Ah Le, as a mature planner, would naturally deal with her emotions, and calmly called her to go back and knock her head three hundred times, and then the matter was over.

Unexpectedly, Ale's mental state continued to deteriorate. More than a week later, the lioness not only did not calm down, but also posted in the circle of friends that he would tear the live fish with his hands, which was very frightening.

Alas, Ale, you have also been alienated into this way by the workplace without knowing it, and this job as the main plan is really harmful.

Fang Weiyu sighed and took out his tablet from the back pocket of the recliner, and opened the light blog data background.

ID Tunzhou, number of fans 1524, today's data overview...

After looking at it, Fang Weiyu couldn't help sighing again and again.

The article "Grey Urban Strange Talk: Shiba Inspector" that she wrote at the risk of her life still only has 75 hits and no one commented on it.

The expected swarms of Furuikong did not appear. Alas, there are so many Furuikong that you want to throw away when you don’t need them. When you need them, you don’t have any. Are you disposable gloves?

After refreshing the background, the number of hits changed from 75 to 76, and a newly registered zombie account posted a ":)" in the comment area.

Fang Weiyu put down the tablet and hugged it to his chest, staring at his friend's cat speechlessly.

"Meow meow!" Fang Weiyu broke the silence first, and his friend's cat ran away.

Huh, stupid felines.

She yawned and was about to play a game of sleeping roulette when the cell phone in her trouser pocket rang suddenly.

"Hey?"

"Hello, Mr. Tunzhou, I am the copyright editor of Qinggengfeng Cultural and Creative Co., Ltd. My surname is Liang... As far as I know, you have no copyright for this series of gray urban monsters... yes yes yes yes, it is convenient for you if……"

The 76th reader of "Shiba Inu Investigators" stood with a black briefcase in his hands on a busy street with a kind smile on his face.

"Okay, okay, about half an hour? Then I'll go to Alanya Qingba in Rhodes Commercial Plaza right away. See you later."

Liang De put away the mobile phone he had held temporarily with the profound energy of the sea, and Li Zhixian's voice came into his mind through the cross-border live broadcast system:

"Why is there an appointment to discuss business in a bar during the day? Is this person reliable?"

"Brother Xian, can you put down the bottle in your hand when you talk?"

"Oh."

Li Zhixian took a sip of the 4.5 liters of Uigeadail whiskey in his hand, put down the bottle and said:
"I think it's more troublesome for you to do this. You also ask the assistant outside the boundary to cooperate with releasing a full set of false information in advance... Can't you just give her advice as a loyal reader? You don't have to be someone else's party A."

Liang De: "Of course not, because you will make a lot of unreasonable demands, and your attitude is still very stubborn. If you don't give money, no one will agree."

"I?"

Liang De nodded, "That's right, it's you. You are the editor-in-chief Li who is scary and unreasonable. I sent you the list of requirements by email. Please check it in advance to avoid missing items."

Li Zhixian clicked on the mailbox, "Wow, isn't it, Lao Liang, you are asking too much...why let me talk about it."

"Because I know how to use people well.

"Brother Xian, you may wish to recall, in our cooperation experience, is it because I have been playing the role of the reasonable and good person, while you are better at being unreasonable.

"And you are holding an online meeting with her through a cross-border live broadcast, so what if you are unreasonable, can she still hit you through the screen?"

Liang De is persuasive and persuasive:

"Don't pretend to be Brother Xian, you and I are both blue star people in modern society, there is nothing we can't do through the Internet, and you're the boss and it's over."

Li Zhixian: "...Are you sure that people will agree to cooperate with us if you do this?"

"Of course."

Liang De was full of confidence: "In this world, there is no Party A more powerful than our Qinggengfeng Cultural and Creative Co., Ltd. If she doesn't choose us, who else can she choose?"

……

Outside the world, on the other side of the empty sea, the original world of compound eyes.

The meeting room on the top floor of Suiyuan Terrace.

Jiang Bailu, who was sent by Zhou Bofu to deploy work, stood on the podium and made an important speech:
"...In short, I have always been opposed to Polutai's simple and rough work style. This time, Mi Xiang died. I think it is a good thing. Her death is very valuable, and we should feel for her. Happy, everyone applauds."

The participants applauded happily. It was obvious that they had a very good relationship with Mi Xiang and were sincerely proud of her.

"Okay, stop and get on with business.

"Recently, the first lord and the thunderbolt evil sect Taifeng first met in Baichuan Haiji and reached the following important consensus..."

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