Chapter 340

To tell you the truth, Fang Ran is very ignorant.

He really didn't understand that he was sleeping so much, it was really a lost time!

He seems to be on fire all of a sudden. This guy is so good. He just pretends to be a devil, and he is also a cane dancer. No matter what, he puts them in the same way as Xiangsheng. One teases and the other laughs. He not only forms a team to prick his heart.

As soon as I was ready to lie back on my sofa and continue to sleep, I saw that...

I don't know when several people have lined up outside the door.

Fang ran: "silence

silence

...

therefore, in this information age, news is really transmitted so fast!

(I Д I) ツ━┓┓┓┌┌━┓┓)!

Facing a pale and weak man who witnessed the whole process of fangran's "hypnosis", with a look of relief like a savior, Fang ran had to sit back to the back of his desk with his mouth twitching.

The face of complex choice to carry out their identity as an old Chinese medicine.

If you pretend to be forced by yourself, you have to finish it when you kneel down.

even if you say that...

but you are a dog!!!

Fang ran put Fang ran in the seventh place with his teeth clenched. After he said that he was too busy making money to care about his family, his wife ran away and faced a room of money alone. He realized that he had wasted his life without getting any valuable things. Finally, because of depression and insomnia for several years, Fang ran really wanted to take a man out of his mouth...

he found a line of people outside the door Not only is it not less...

on the contrary, it's twice as long!

Do it! (╬◣д◢)！

It's not clear from the beginning that I did a whole set of plays, and finally "I'll just wave my hand when I go up" and yell, "it's not over. Why are so many people?".

He is almost every "hypnotized" person, those sleepy guys will be moved in their own social circles, tears of tears, the news that their insomnia is finally saved.

And who are they.

Businessmen!

What can be more social than these businessmen?

Even if they are not seen, these people will take the initiative to contact the people they know who are troubled by insomnia, such as which leader, boss, and the elderly parents of an acquaintance, sell a favor, and get closer to each other.

As a result...

because the effect is so good, the senses of all the people who experience it are supernatural, so there are more and more people queuing outside.

Even because the number of people is too large, we have to transfer beds from downstairs, urge one, put one, and then go to a row in the corridor. A group of successful big boss is like the baby in the nursery, neat row by row, sleeping.

Finally busy like a flow shop, even Luo Yuanshan's young assistant Xiao Wang was caught as coolie by Fang ran.

Responsible for lifting people to bed.

the people who!

Dry Li Liang! I want to sleep!

Then I covered my face in my heart and felt that I couldn't look at so many people outside.

My God, I'm not short of money. It's better to say that I have no chance to spend money this summer except last time I went to Linfu district!

So, gentlemen, shall we go back?

At this moment, Fang ran looked at Abel without tears.

My God, this time, even foreigners are "attracted to" it?

Can I still go home tonight...

"you, you, you..."

suddenly, the corners of his mouth twitched in the boss's chair, looking at the momentum of the Liangshan hero who had just robbed the law enforcement ground, he yelled "wait a minute!" in Chinese Foreign friends, in the heart cold sweat thought.

Does he...

is this dissatisfaction with me for putting down his partner who is responsible for supporting him?

But Abel, standing opposite, was stunned.

He did not think of it, nor did he understand why he would see such things in the hands of this seemingly ordinary young man in China.

The last time I saw it, it was near Alaska, the starting point of the northern Cordillera mountains. The whole area was almost a small city in the Fiesta empire.

That night at the ten-year event.

At the end of the cone, streamline mountains, streams and Dragons spread out, as if growing and interweaving from the bottom, forming a slender and graceful stick body mixed with precious metals such as gold.

The mountains are hard, the water is soft, the dragon shape is open and the claws are vivid. Three different styles are carved and inlaid with diamonds and jadeite gems. Finally, they are interwoven and blooming at the head of the stick!Cast into that huge crimson crystal!

Abel looked straight at the scepter, which was almost shrouded in a layer of golden splendor, not to mention his appearance, which was almost unknown to anyone at the top of the fisld core. The unique natural blood red crystal, which was excavated at the time of fisld's rise at the top, ruled out any possibility of fraud.

From the first time, Abel clearly knew that this was the one he had finally seen in the hands of master fisld, the symbol of the highest status of the O'Brien family.

No way. Why is it here!?

Abel set off a storm in his heart, but he quickly reflected that he was in charge of the whole Asian industry in fisld's high position. He still could not hide his shock in his eyes. He took a deep look at the scarlet queen on the table and left the room quickly without saying a word.

Behind his desk, he was confused by his actions. Finally, he looked down at the crimson Scepter in front of him and was slightly distracted...

but outside the corridor, Abel looked worried. He quickly came to a corner and spoke to the Chinese women who had been waiting outside:

"start the satellite channel, apply for my private line, quick, use your best Fast speed

"I see."

Less than a minute later, Abel put on her headphones, looked at the silver communication device in her hand, took a deep breath and dialed a 22 digit number with a serious face.

It's just them at the top of fishland, with no more than 30 people in a million employees who know the number.

The communication was turned on silently. On the screen, a dignified old man with a silver beard appeared in front of the crimson curtain, and a mountain voice spoke:

"Rockefeller, it seems that there is no reason for you to make this call at this time."

"I'm sorry, sir."

Abel immediately bowed a little and apologized, but he spoke in a stern voice.

"I know this time should not disturb your rest, but I was in China..."

"I saw your walking stick."

The old man with a silver beard has a slight pupil stagnation, then calms down as if there is no fluctuation. He nods and says:

"well, I know. I will send you the following orders by message."

Then the communication is cut off and the screen is dark.

Abel didn't know, so why didn't you just tell me what to do?

Just as he was wondering, a line of text lit up on the communicator.

-"Give the communicator to the person you see, and make sure he's alone in the neighborhood." -

get rid of everyone, including yourself?

Dumbfounded and awed, Abel took a deep breath, took the communication device from the women who were his bodyguards and interpreters, and walked into the office again.

"Sorry, please excuse me. I will pay you enough compensation later."

He nodded gently, then Abel motioned to the bodyguard and stopped the people outside.

He went into the office by himself.

Assistant Xiao Wang just pushed a person out, wondering why the foreigner came back.

Looking at the vicissitudes of life in the room, he was wondering, "how many people are there? Do you want to run away, and whether it will affect the reputation of Fu Su Jie's Hospital, but I finally don't have to deal with my official business. Why did I pretend to be a psychologist here?" when I saw Abel come in again and closed the door of the office, he was stunned.

But before fangran could open his mouth, Abel put down the secret communication device of fislde's characteristics, and then made a slight salute to make sure that fangran was the only one in the room. Then he went out again and closed the door.

"Well... What is he doing..."

Fang ran was confused by Abel's strange behavior. He took the flat piece that Abel had put down, blinked his eyes and said strangely:

"so he gave this... To me

Just thinking about whether the other party is brain pumping, he gives this "tablet" which looks particularly high-end to himself and is happy for a second. When he appears in the communication decoration camera, he is instantly captured.

The dark screen lights up.

A girl with tortoise shell glasses and weak silver gray hair was sitting on the sofa with the armrest of crimson gold.

It seems that some embarrassed to rub their gorgeous skirt under the snow-white legs, pale red looking at Fang ran, seems to want to summon up courage, but stop.

Fang ran, who was sitting behind his desk, was stunned at the moment when he saw her. He looked at the crimson Scepter in front of him.

And then all of a sudden understand just now.

Put up the other expressions on his face, Fang ran seemed to sigh helplessly.

He relaxed, put one hand on his desk, propped up his cheek, lowered his calm eyes, and looked at the silver haired girl on the screen.With a slightly different tone of his usual Tucao make complaints about opening: "

so" pretend to be like this, do you want me to feel that you are still better off Monica? "

A sigh is like chatting with an old acquaintance who has been separated for a long time.

Hearing this sentence, the silver haired girl wearing tortoise shell glasses lowered her head and raised the corners of her mouth.

It became another kind of aura.

She took off the pair of tortoise shell glasses and threw them away lightly. Just now, Wen ruo's temperament like a water bird disappeared.

Instead, there was a strong air of empress's arrogance. She picked up the corner of her mouth and chuckled. She scattered her long silver gray hair. The same silver gray pupil with an unknown smile looked at her and said with a smile:

"long time no see, night crow."

In response, the young man raised his eyes and sighed:

"long time no see, Veronica."

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