Trafford’s Trading Club

“In the human sphere, memory loss is a very difficult disease, and there is no cure, let alone a demonic race with completely different life structures? If you say he's dying of serious injuries, I might be able to save him, but if I lose my memory, there's nothing I can do. ”

“Ah, so...” Bubu's face is a lot to lose.

Wang Hu, as if it had nothing to do with him, has nothing to do with it.

Long Xi said softly: "But this disease actually cures the same as human beings. Not surprisingly, to hide somewhere that will evoke his memories, say more about what happened before... maybe he can remember it all in just one opportunity. ”

Since even Shenzhou Jinlong said there was nothing he could do, what else could Bubu Gao say? It's just that if you talk to Wang Tiger about the past, go somewhere that can bring back memories... the ghost will know where to go?

“Well, how restrained he was during the week.” Long Xi Ruo added: “After all, shemales are different, the Authority swims between the two sides of the crevice, and it is certain to deal with these relationships. ”

After all, as one of the supreme advisors... Well, in the face of adornment, Shinju Jinlong is not stingy enough to show his brilliant side in front of each other.

“Bo Bo Gao was taught. ”

……

“Tsk, the strongest white tiger in the hall became the Authority's lowest support staff.” Looking at the two shadows that went away from the window, Dragon and Eve suddenly hung a prank smile on her face.

Bubu Gao and the Emperor White Charm... combination like Wang Tiger, I'm afraid the whole of Shenzhou Super Dao demon two realms, can't even think of grabbing the head?

Don't know what kind of chemical reaction this combination will eventually lead to?

Dragon and Eve secretly reckon with some things... Today unexpectedly encountered the royal charm after amnesia, suddenly a feeling of gloom swept away, even the daily mental fatigue seems to relieve a lot.

I don't know what this little guy is doing... Lung Xi realizes that he has been back for almost an hour, this little guy is not responding, it's really the first time.

But she could feel that this little butterfly demon was clearly in her room.

“Hey, I'm back. What are you doing in the room?” As usual, if Dragon Eve pushes directly into the door - Little Butterfly Demon will basically not lock his own door and has no privacy at all, for which Dragon Eve does not know how many times she has been ill.

At the moment of opening the door, Long Xi saw a book full of books on the table... she couldn't help but have a headache, it seems that this butterfly has a heart of hegemony.

“Fluffy?” Eyes swept past the desk, and if Dragon Eve finally found the corner of the gap between the desk and the bed, the curling lol, a bad feeling swept past her mind, “what happened! ”

If Long Xi walks quickly to Lo Qiang's side, she begins to look down.

At this time, the little butterfly demon's face was slightly red, her body temperature was a little higher than usual, and the colour wings behind her had been completely revealed at this time, but they were closed up and trembling slightly.

The little butterfly demon's gaze was lost and raised from time to time, and above her forehead revealed two winding contact angles… she seemed to have difficulty maintaining her own human form.

“What the hell happened? ”

“Sister Long... is that you...” Luo Zheng raised his head, his eyes still foggy and blurred, "I don't know the bottom... I just feel so strange... so hot... as if I was holding something... am I sick? ”

Dragon and Eve suddenly thought of some possibility, and suddenly held her hand against this little butterfly demon's forehead. By the way, she asked: "Do you still feel your heart beat faster, your body becomes sensitive, you feel powerless if you touch it slightly? ”

“Sister Long... how do you know...”

“I'm sure I know!” If Dragon and Eve don't have a good airway: “It's clearly another mating season... it's okay, you're not sick, it's just a period of passion. ”

“Hair, fever! ”

The little butterfly demon's original red face seemed a little redder in the blink of an eye... obviously, even if it was just a literal understanding, it could understand the meaning of estrus.

The little butterfly demon was in a hurry.

When she was a child, her mother died on the hands of a mantis monster. Since childhood, she had been raised by a fine tree demon grandfather until... The tree demon grandfather could not naturally pull his face off to discuss such matters with Lok... she really doesn't know what to do now.

“Nothing, little things.” Longxi waved her hand: “Drink more ice, I feel like I'll go soak cold water when I think about it. If it doesn't work well enough, go to the basement to get some dry ice. Don't go out. Especially if you don't see any male creatures, you'll be fine in a few days. ”

Luo Zheng obviously listened very well to the words of Jinzhou Zhenlong, “Sister Long, you are amazing, you know that. ”

“No, after all, I... cough, okay, I'll get you some dry ice.” Dragon and Eve cleared their voices and walked out as usual.

It's so risky, I almost said it was a leak...

……

……

“… the murderer seems to be an abnormally clean person… what exactly is the purpose of the murder? ”

At the elevator on the ground floor of the building, waiting for the elevator Ren Ziling to take Little Ben and look at the information from Nan Xiaonan inside and start thinking wildly.

Although I promised that Lo Qiu would not rush into the scene of his murder, in the face of such a big case, Sister Ren couldn't resist her instincts.

As she thought about it, Ren Ziling walked into the elevator with her head down, then pressed the floor where the magazine was located, and then started biting her ballpoint pen and entering a state of reasoning - although her reasoning ability had always been a scum.

Ding--!

The elevator door opened, Ren Ziling looked down at Xiaoben and walked into the office of the magazine. The moment she just pushed the door in, she suddenly heard a banging noise.

“Congratulations, Ren!” Together.

The old man was really surprised at this moment, only to see the ribbon dance in front of him, the colorful pieces of paper and gold powder are more like well blown out.

At the same time, the entire magazine stands as a piece, and all the items in hand are congratulatory props.

“Hair, what happened? ”

At this moment, Pear smiled and walked to Ren Ziling, holding her hand: “Sister Ren, congratulations on being the editor-in-chief!! ”

Ren Ziling rolled her white eyes, “Are you free? It's all right. Come on, let me in. ”

Editor-in-chief, she's always been -- she's just an associate editor.

“No, no!” Pear shook his head and said, “This editor-in-chief is the real editor-in-chief, not your editor-in-chief.”

“What?” Ren Ziling shrugged.

Another male colleague laughed at the moment: "It's true. The boss called today. From today on, you are the editor! And the former editor-in-chief was downgraded to vice editor! ”

Ren Ziling blinked his eyes and his subconscious looked at the editor-in-chief's office. He saw that Ming Mediterranean still had long side hair and combed several horizontal lines. He was wearing glasses and a skinny middle-aged man. At this time, he was walking towards his vice-editor-in-chief's office with a cardboard box, his face almost gloomy...

“What's going on...”

“That's what the big boss means.” Pear shrugged, "hey, here's your promotion file! ”

At first glance, Ren Ziling looked strange. “Really...”

In the crowd and celebration of the crowd, the naughty nurse arrived in the editor-in-chief's room vaguely... don't really say that someone has moved everything in her original office.

Looking at the wall hung up, she threw herself into a high-profile world painting sent from abroad. Sister Ren rubbed her chin, then picked up the phone and called the big owner of the magazine.

Speaking of which, the big boss was also a wonderful man. When he founded this magazine, he didn't make much money. Then, at the instigation of his friends, he started to enter the stock market. He could have been a leek, but he couldn't grow into a mutant leek. He stumbled upon the financial crisis several times and made an air drop. Since then, this round has become unpackable and reached the peak of his life.

I don't even know how many big bosses I have, so I used Sex as a handshake to travel the world with my girls... Sister Ren has only met this loyal victory group player at an annual company meeting for so long.

“You are?”

“Big Boss! I'm Ren Ziling! ”

“Ren Ziling? Oh, Ren Ziling... How's the promotion file coming? ”

“Copy that. Copy that, but why all of a sudden?” Sister Ren, listening to the tone of the big boss, always felt something was wrong - as if he didn't seem to remember much of himself, so why promote him?

“Oh... here's the thing, the previous editor, too conservative, I don't feel very good about our magazine style.” The big boss said in one edition at the moment: "As for you, I've read a few articles you've written that are very appetizing to me. I want to make our magazine a little younger, so I thought you should be able to do it... What do you think? Don't you accept? ”

“This is not...” Ren Ziling's eyes fluttered a little, probably not expecting such a good thing to hit her head.

“Oh, in terms of salaries, another 50 percent increase at the level of the previous editor-in-chief.” The big boss laughs at this moment: “Give you one month of paid annual leave each year, and give you the right to use your own funds for going out. You can decide on your own funds up to 100,000, you don't have to go through me...”

Listen to the big boss keep talking about the welfare for herself, giving Sister Ren a sudden strange feeling... even if this big boss looks at herself and intends to dive into herself or something.

Until

“Do your job, if you're okay, you don't have to call me. I'm still in Aegean Sea. I'm going to Spain. I'm not coming back this year! I'll leave it to you! Ha-ha-ha..."

Do--!

“I'm not dreaming...”

……

At Aegean Sea, on a private yacht, a man in a plaid short-sleeve shirt with sunglasses, in his thirties, smiling as if his teeth were glowing, is holding the phone right now.

“Hello... Miss Song, you have done what you said... Yes, I understand, after all, you have offered such a high price to acquire my magazine... But I don't understand why Miss Song would still want me to be this‘ big boss', the company is already yours... OK, after all, the price is here, of course I don't care... rest assured, I won't disclose you, this is what the contract says...”

……

Zhang Jia Mansion.

“I'm not interrupting her life, am I?” Song Cherry dropped the phone at will.

In addition to taking more account of Lochu's requirements, there are also some reasons for the Song family... Just kidding, even if the Song family's wife has a sequel, how can she be angry about working outside?

Let's call it a little compensation... after all, Song Cherry had gone to Lo Qiu's house in a deceptive way before.

Remembering that when Ren Ziling knew she had cheated on her, the first reaction was not anger, but the appearance of a massive blow to her heart on the couch. Song Cherry smiled and thought that this‘ aunt ’was also a wonderful person.

“The relationship between these two is so good...”

Song Cherry muttered. After recalling the horrible look in Rochu's eyes that night, I didn't know why there was a feeling of irritation in her heart... She held on to her chin, looked at the wall clock, and gradually began to wander.

At this time, the door knocked, and Zhang Wanrui walked in with a smile, “Am I bothering you? ”

“I disturbed you.” Song Cherry casually said: “Forget it, I'll lend you a place to work... but don't worry, I found a new office building, ready to use, no need to decorate, I'll move out after I've set up something. ”

“Actually, there's nothing wrong with staying.” Zhang Furui smiled: “My grandmother and I have always been at home. It is usually cooler, and many people are naturally more lively. ”

“Don't worry, I'll be fine in the future.” Song Cherry laughed, “After all, it's official cooperation between the two families. I'm going to show my hands here.”

Zhang Yurui walked to the table and sat down with his hands in a package of skirts. “I heard from Grandma that this time, Master Song's investment was meant to get you Song practitioners? ”

“What, we Song family, just say it.” Song Cherry doesn't have a good airway: “Grandpa has this plan, but it also depends on people. If it really doesn't fit, it won't be forced to stay. ”

Zhang Yuanrui was quite envious: “You Songs really have a special way of educating. ”

“Your family is special!” Song Cherry sighed: “Even my grandfather said you were a rare classical beauty, but he rarely praised others. ”

Zhang Yurui would make him smile, “Well, let's not brag about each other here... Next, please take care of the cooperation. ”

She reached out her hand, and Song Cherry would, too, reach out and shake her gently.

Zhang Yuanrui retracted his hand and suddenly thought... I wonder if he would go to work often?