"Although I don't understand it, it sounds like it's awesome!" the girl said, "Do you need me to applaud and cooperate, boss?"
"It took me more than ten years to make him like that, and it only took three bets for that person to change him," the boss did not answer the girl's complaint, "so our plan needs to make some changes,"
"Yes, yes, yes, boss, just tell me, all you have to do is follow..." The girl was dejected, but she still did not forget to stuff potato chips into her mouth.
"Since the plan is already messed up, let's just make it even messier." The boss said, "Let Zero transfer to another school."
"Eh?" The girl was stunned for a moment, then took a breath of cold air, "Hiss... Boss, are you planning to play a modern harem to compete for favor? The true face of Bai Lianhua was exposed. The male protagonist likes to welcome his enemy, but then suddenly a sudden attack from the sky comes. The ultimate rich and beautiful girl? At the same time, White Lotus turns black and is eager to snatch it back? Oh my God, I have no less than fifty episodes of romance plots in my mind!"
"Is Yanling Tianyan here to speculate on this kind of thing?" The boss couldn't help but say, without denying what the girl just said.
"Actually, I use it to make money." The girl showed the man her computer screen as if she was claiming credit.
In just a few minutes, the girl has completed the final battle of this month's layout. All expected goals have been successfully completed. If the stock market is compared to a war, then this girl will kill everyone with her own strength. The enemy's God of War, but in reality she is a girl who is half-lying while eating potato chips and imagining romantic dramas, and humbly asks for credit from her boss.
If Mo Qiuran were here, he would probably start shouting about downing capitalist exploitation.
"Oh." The boss didn't even look at the computer screen. He didn't seem to care that he had another billion dollars in his account. Instead, he glanced at the girl, and then turned his head away as if he couldn't bear to look directly at her. The look of disgust on his face was particularly obvious, " Then can you use a little more on your dress?"
"I...what's wrong with my dress? It's normal!" The girl looked at her whole body, "They all follow the brand you recommended to me last time, boss!"
"Enxi, the brand I recommend is good for you, but you have to check which one it is." The boss glanced at Su Enxi, shook his head and turned away, "You just picked the one that has the worst effect when paired with it. Those styles, and this posture...you already have a double chin, did you know?"
"No... no way!" Su Enxi was so frightened that she immediately stood up, tried to straighten her neck, and then stroked her chin back and forth, "Huh... I knew you were scaring me, boss!"
"Anyway, it's time for you to start exercising, and how you dress. I don't want my girl to have such a sense of aesthetics." The boss made the final decision.
"But...but we still need to make money..." Su Enxi rolled her eyes and thought of an excuse.
"You can put aside the matter of making money. I think it is more important to cultivate your aesthetic sense first." The boss said.
"Oh..." Su Enxi could only nod.
"You have to put away the potato chips, otherwise the weight loss effect will be worrying." The boss reminded.
"Huh??!" Su Enxi's vision went dark, as if she saw her potato chips growing wings and flapping farther and farther away from her.
"Ma Yi must also be prepared," the boss said. "If there is a chance, it would be better to prevent Mo Qiuran from affecting our plan."
"Boss, you are indeed a cultured person, you speak so artfully!" Su Enxi gave a thumbs up.
"Your flattery skills are very blunt, so let's forget it." The boss said helplessly.
"Oh, so we still have to kill him, right?" Su Enxi said this question in a positive tone, "Boss, you just said that you don't often give orders to kill people, but now you only have two."
"...It doesn't have to be so direct." The boss said.
…
"It's very simple... sneeze!" Mo Qiuran was about to speak when he suddenly sneezed.
"Boss, are you catching a cold?" Lu Mingfei asked with concern.
"No, I am insulated from things like catching a cold," Mo Qiuran sniffed and said casually, "Maybe some villain is plotting against me behind my back... Okay, let's get down to business, the content of the fourth bet. , that is, you will definitely come to Kassel College where I am going to go to college in the future."
"Ah?" Lu Mingfei was stunned, "Is this it?"
"Yes, that's it." Mo Qiuran nodded.
"Kassel College..." Lu Mingfei muttered the name, and then he didn't know what he was thinking of, and stared at Mo Qiuran fiercely.
"I think you must have thought of some incredible aspects." Mo Qiuran said.
"Boss, why do you seem to be so imaginative when you say something about me? I just say too many bad things." Lu Mingfei complained.
"Then what did you say you thought of?" Mo Qiuran expressed disbelief. He knew Lu Mingfei's brain circuit very well.
After all, he can keep up with his own brain!
"Boss, tell me the truth, are you the illegitimate son of a wealthy foreign man?" Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows, "And this Cassel College, which sounds very powerful, actually belongs to your family? So you plan to study in my When you graduate, will you help me, my little brother, to call me in?"
"Why don't you be more bold? In fact, I have been hiding my identity. My true identity is the prince of a royal family in a European country. So now that the three-year period has come, I have to show off my cards. I don't want to pretend anymore and I want to go back and inherit the family property." Already?" Mo Qiuran said.
"Really? Then can I take advantage of your family's luxury cruise ship and private jet, and see what a five-star hotel is like?" Lu Mingfei's eyes flashed with surprise.
"Hey, your acting skills are good. It looks interesting." Mo Qiuran nodded.
"It's all thanks to you, boss. I'm so close to Zhu Zhichi!" Lu Mingfei flattered him.
"Your flattering skills would have made you a great eunuch in ancient times!" Mo Qiuran admired.
"Boss, my family can't say such things from generation to generation!" Lu Mingfei quickly denied.
"So, gambling?" Mo Qiuran asked.
"...Boss, are you serious?" Lu Mingfei hesitated and asked.
"Otherwise?" Mo Qiuran asked, "Do I often joke?"
"Don't you always joke?" Lu Mingfei felt horrified to think about it.
"Hahaha, half and half, who knows, but I promise that everything I said when I made the bet was serious." Mo Qiuran smiled and said, "This is the bet, the bet... I haven't thought about it yet, so I'll make it tentatively. Let’s make one condition, whoever loses must agree to the other party’s condition.”
"...Boss, what do you think your winning rate is this time?" Lu Mingfei asked without rushing to agree.
"It's 50-50," Mo Qiuran spread his hands, "Don't worry, I bet it's always 50-50!"
"I believe you!" Lu Mingfei thought to himself.
But in the end he agreed.
Although he still thinks it's impossible.
But it seems that the three previous times were also like this.
Anyway...
It doesn't do him any harm, does it?
