Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

  Chapter 243 Heart has changed

  Guardian: The child seems to have grown up, which is a bit different.

  Man has been tempered and grown in the flames of war since he was a child. From beginning to end, he is like a cold and hard knife.

  This kind of specious statement is rare and fresh, and the contradictions and doubts in it are even more inconsistent with the human setting.

  Sure enough, this update a week ago caused many people below to lose track of their concerns, thinking that the host might have been hacked.

  But there was no reply from the guardian on the remaining floors.

  Qin Qing turned the floor like an addiction, and suddenly saw one of the responses, [Eighth Floor: Sometimes it’s not the child who has changed, but your heart has changed. 】

  It is true that although the body of a 17-year-old girl has yet to grow, it is impossible to say how fast it changes. Moreover, on the night of being alone a week ago, when a man wiped his feet, it was even less likely to find any problems.

  The only difference is that when he touched each other skin-to-skin, his suddenly stiff body was already full of energy...

  Qin Qing touched the hot ears, exited the screen, and sent a message instead.

  ‘I plan to go to school in City C next semester. ’

  Waiting for a while, the screen is still quiet, she sighed lightly, silently accepted the phone and stopped disturbing the other party's work.

  However, at this time, separated from the General Army thousands of miles away, in the district research building, located in the confinement room at the end of the corridor, Feng Yan had been sitting in it for seven days.

  Ring, when the monotonous and old-fashioned mobile phone rang, the psychologist was looking at the surveillance screen in the observation room, and he saw a text message on the main screen of the mobile phone.

  He did not see the content, but from the privacy of the phone and the time it was sent, it was enough to analyze the unusualness of this short message.

  "Teacher, it's been a week. I have issued an order not to let the major general suffer any psychological harm." The trainee doctor holding the actual data sheet by his side was a little urgent and puzzled.

  He majored in psychology and had contact with many patients with disabilities, but he had never seen a patient like Feng Yan.

The reason is that Feng Yan is too normal, and his willpower can even be called iron-like tenacity. The mental quality that can't even be accurately measured by a polygraph is, from a certain level, more suitable for mental dredging work than they are. .

"I see, let's take a look again, I will personally report to my superiors." The gray-haired old man behind the desk clicked twice on the paper with a brush, and still didn't mean to let go, "You go and reply first. The major general is not fit to perform the task."

  The trainee opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but thought of the temper of his teacher, so he finally retreated. When passing by the confinement room, I couldn't hear the slightest sound inside, and the young doctor couldn't help complaining a bit about the department and the team's abuse of people.

  Ordinary people would go crazy if they were closed for three days without seeing the sun, and Feng Yan had been silent for a whole week, and there was nothing unusual, but the laboratory still looked a little weird because of the people.

In the room, the old man got up and paced back and forth, looking at a series of normal data on the form, worrying, Yu Guang glanced at the mobile phone on the table, he thought for a moment, after all he picked it up, turned on the intercom system, and said in a deep voice. Looking into the confinement room, he said, "There is a text message on the phone, I think she should have sent it to you."

  The reason was transmitted into the dark room through a small microphone, and the old smell echoed in the silent space.

And for a week, except for eating and sleeping, the tall figure sitting on the chair silently heard the sound, brushing the floor in the dark and raising his head, his handsome face was blue and white under the night vision light, but his eyes were shining. A piece of crimson.

  The old man took a step backwards in amazement, his heart chuckled, and he suddenly pressed the intercom on the tabletop, his eyebrows gradually twisted into a knot.

  Returning to City B after half a month, many black and white invitations are too numerous to count, and there are also young talents who want to take the opportunity to hook up with the worthy boss of Qin.

Qin Qing handed over these trivial matters to the newly appointed Zhao Yin, and set about asking Qingcheng to contact Tang Lin to try on the dress. The new model of the autumn menswear spokesperson plan was basically finalized. With this actor's name, he can step on to another one. Steps.

However, the assistant said bitterly, "We have invited more than a dozen times here, either he is not available or the agent refuses, saying that it is how easy it is for the girls in our company to gossip about the scandal. The shelf is too big."

   Since its establishment, Qingcheng has taken advantage of the momentum of DF to soar into the sky. The whole process is almost smooth and smooth, and it has never encountered resistance. This time Leng Buding hit a nail in Tang Lin's place, and even though they felt uncomfortable, they also admitted that they had no face to meet the boss, so they slammed all the way to the present.

  Qin Qing heard that they couldn't catch anyone after running more than a dozen announcement points, so she couldn't help but laughed, "Hehe, then I will give you a day off to do beauty care. Leave this to me."

  The assistant is so grateful that he almost hugs his thighs with emotion.

  Qin Qing didn't try her luck either, so she directly dialed a phone call to let the night and day people go out, and then went to Qingcheng to get a sample of clothes and set off for the destination.

  At this time, a costume drama is being filmed in the suburbs of City B. The blue sky, white clouds, and green grass are being filmed. The temporary pavilion is draped with light gauze bead curtains and three or two plum blossoms. The filter effect is like a fairyland.

  The female No.1 who was playing the guzheng in the pavilion looked affectionately at the male protagonist in the flamboyant dress, and saw a piece of tune collapsed three times, either her hand was cut or the string was broken.

"Call me again when you learn. I hope you don't waste my time." Tang Lin waited impatiently, got up and unilaterally announced the time of rest, leaning on the recliner boredly, asking the broker one after another. People, "Where are those little girls today?"

  During this time, a cutting-edge clothing company was negotiating cooperation with him. The agent signed the contract without authorization, which broke his mood. So recently, they changed their way to play with the clothing company's people, so that they would always be late and half-dead with anger.

"If you don't tell me, I really forgot." The agent was packing up his things while persuading him in the usual way: "You are almost done, don't vent the work pressure on the little girl. easy."

  It’s not that he doesn’t understand Tang Lin. After all, after spinning for a month, she has to endure all kinds of **** heroines who walk through the back door because of severe lack of sleep.

  Tang Lin sighed boringly. Hearing the intermittent screams from the pavilion, he closed his eyes with a headache and said, "It would be fine if that kid was there."

  The voice fell. Without waiting for the agent to ask more questions, several vans drove over at the end of the secluded road. The cars were getting faster and faster. After slamming the brakes, they opened the door, and dozens of people rushed out from inside.

  (End of this chapter)