It's like big fish eating small fish and small fish eating dried shrimps.
In front of the secretary, Wen Jun is the aloof Boss Wen and the mighty leader of the Q3 planet.
But in this newsletter, he is a "Wen Jun" with a low eyebrow and a pleasing eye.
"What are you doing?" The young man's voice was low but full of questions.
Wen Jun hesitated for a moment, "I just... Your Highness, I just want to be safe."
"I asked you to solve it. If you can use this method to solve it, it's your skill."
"The results of it?"
The voice was mellow and elegant, and it sounded more benevolent than Wen Jun's face, but the content of the speech—
"It's a skill if you kill it, and it's a skill that everyone knows you have done it like this."
There was no emotion in his tone.
…
Wen Jun shuddered, "Your Highness, please give me another chance!"
"Q3 can't be exposed, if it is exposed, you will carry the secret to death."
The other side sighed softly, "No matter what method you use, let that woman respond and let her take away the public opinion."
"After sending this group of people away, keep a low profile and relax, and don't kill so many people."
"The accounts should also be better looking."
"Okay, I know! I will definitely do it well!"
The eyes of the people over there darkened.
A fool has only one face, and it looks good.
Rest of the place—
It is really redundant everywhere.
If it weren't for the fact that few people need to know about this matter, and the procedures for changing the captain are cumbersome, there would be no Wen Jun in the world.
There will only be Wen Jun's tombstone.
After hanging up the communication and calling the secretary in, Wen Jun immediately changed his face.
He asked his secretary to continue manipulating the studio navy to shift the direction of the wind, and he sent a newsletter to Dean Zhu, asking him to contact Jiang Qiuqiu with some benefits such as star coins, healing spars, and planetary privilege cards.
Let Jiang Qiuqiu stand up at this time and 'explain' the matter clearly.
Dean Zhu looked at his words...with sadness in his heart.
Jiang Qiuqiu was doing free clinics in front of the soy sauce factory as usual. Day by day, she was doing repetitive things faster and faster.
More and more people are being treated every day.
Moreover, I don't know if it is because of someone's influence that I can't help but feel more relaxed. The happy mood has brought some special effects to the healing power.
Her healing seems to be more rapid.
Therefore, besides the treatment, Qiuqiu will try to remember this feeling through meditation and other methods.
Such a loving feeling.
Mrs. Eyre is right. Only with love in your heart can you be an excellent spiritual healer.
During the treatment interval, she took out the terminal and asked him where he was as usual.
A location was sent from the opposite side.
Wow.
The green dots are getting closer and closer to the red dots.
afternoon.
Because the number of people being treated has stabilized, Jiang Qiuqiu screened out how many people could be treated in a day, drew a circle, and lined up in the circle.
It was about three o'clock at this moment, the group had just been sent away, and Jiang Qiuqiu was immersed in the process of making steamed buns.
She didn't realize that Dean Zhu was here until someone reminded her.
Hearing his name, Qiuqiu felt complicated.
But soon, seeing Dean Zhu's appearance, Qiuqiu's heart became more complicated.
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How to describe it.
Qiuqiu couldn't describe it.
Before leaving Federal University, I wish the Dean to be in good spirits.
Despite the gray hair on his temples, his eyes are straight and full of 'power'.
But now, his face is more tired.
Those traces of years covered up by optimism suddenly appeared on his face.
Qiuqiu suddenly wasn't so weird anymore.
Everyone has weaknesses.
She guessed that the dean had been poked in his weak spot.