Mr. Dior

Chapter 64: Warlord’s Undercover Male Wife (1) From now on, you will be Lao Tzu’s wife!

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"I mean this." Jiao Qi grabbed Zhang Dajiao's wrist and clicked on the message that Louis XIV called out Xiao Wei's message that day.

"This Chen Zhima rotten millet matter, what did she mention about this?" Zhang Chen frowned slightly, sat down on the sofa, grabbed the little wife in the chair and carried him into his arms. Needless to say, he also knew Xiaojiao. What is my wife thinking, "Isn't financial lending a normal business activity? What kind of difficulty is this."

Jiao Qi didn't speak, someone had to bury his nose on his neck, sniffing like a big dog.

"Business matters are all trivial things, even if Shifei is closed now, I can build another one as long as I live. What's the big deal. I only need to take a breath of my little wife to continue my life." As he said, he took a deep breath, like It's the kind of old smoker who used to snuff, and he was satisfied after smoking.

Tickled by the guy behind him, Jiao Qi couldn't laugh or cry, and pushed the messy head away: "Who is Xiaojiao's wife?"

He accidentally called out the nickname he had secreted, and the President immediately changed his words: "Well, that's Jiao Xiaoqi."

"Then are you Zhang Xiaodi?"

"You can't scream, am I a big cock or a small cock, don't you know?"

"Go!" Jiao Qi jumped to the ground. This guy's skin became thicker and thicker, and he couldn't help him. "Eat first, and then settle accounts with you after eating."

Zhang Chenfei is fearless, anyway, there is no durian at home. After breakfast, I hugged Guangzong and rolled around on the carpet without any sense of crisis. Hearing the footsteps of Xiaojiao's wife, he lay side by side with Guangzong and looked at it in a backward posture.

Holding a small Southeast Asian diary in his hand, Jiao Qi walked over barefoot and sat down to watch them for a while.

"Wife..." Seeing that little book, Zhang Chenfei got up with a jealous spirit, and the whole person was not good.

Based on the principle of building a harmonious and civilized family, Mr. Jiao did not use any form of corporal punishment on Lao Gong, but instead fined him to read his diary in a civilized manner.

"The diary is my privacy, your request is rude." Zhang Chenfei hid the diary under Guangzong's body, vowing to death.

"Then let's talk about spawning play first?"

"Uh… "

"Or could you talk about eating cucumbers in front of my dad?"

"Well… "

Bit by bit, he took the notebook out from under the dog's belly. Zhang Chen looked at his death and opened it to see if there was no one else in the room. He bit his head and began to read aloud with emotion.

"In order to save Shi Fei and redeem Lao Gao who was detained by loan sharks, I endured the humiliation and gave Jiao Qi a plaything... Why was Lao Gao detained? If he is really detained, I will definitely not save him, hahaha..." read After a paragraph, I couldn't help but post a comment. Xiaojiao's wife glared at him. The laughter stopped abruptly. He coughed and continued reading, "Ah, he is so good-looking, thinking about the sun."

"What do you want?" Jiao Qi raised his eyebrows.

"Think about the sun." Zhang Chenfei said tremblingly.

"continue."

"... I'm just his plaything. Why do you love love so much in this filthy world!" The deep, magnetic voice read aloud. Jiao Qi listened with great gusto, and the read aloud, the lower his head became, the whole face was flushed, and he had to find a place to get in.

"Wow!" Little Golden Retriever also called out.

Zhang Chenfei stretched out his hand to grab the dog, spread the diary on his lap, and covered his face with the dog.

"He bought me new clothes. After my mother was gone, Jiao Xiaoqi was the first and only person to buy me clothes... This sentence is true. No one has ever bought me clothes except you, grandma. He will make me a big black cotton jacket," Zhang Dadi grabbed the fur on Guangzong's body, raised his eyes to see the distress in Xiaojiao's wife's eyes, and leaned over to tease him, "Do you know that I quarreled with you that day, why? Call you Jiao Xiaoqi?"

"Huh?" Jiao Qi thought about it for a moment. On the day when he first entered the script, this guy called him Jiao Xiaoqi with great momentum. It's just that these three words are uttered, and there is no serious atmosphere.

"Because Dior feels that a three-character name has the momentum of quarreling."

"Hahaha, what is it."

"real."

After gagging, after finally reading a few pages of diary, the clothes behind Zhang Chenfei were soaked. It's too shame to read this kind of stuff, it's harder than doing push-ups in a durian pile.

"After reading it, I will destroy it humanely." Zhang Chenfei jumped up, planning to throw this damn black history into the charcoal furnace and burn it to ashes.

"Wait," Jiao Qi stopped him, "I haven't read the title page yet."

"That was when I was awake." Without thinking about it, he blurted out. After speaking, he was taken aback for a while, and he met Xiaojiao's wife's complex eyes, licked his teeth, and snored embarrassedly with her hair.

[Yanyan is a very fragile little guy, so you must remember that you can't take him to dangerous places. 】

Jiao Qi took a step forward, slowly hugged his old attack, buried his face on his shoulder, and said nothing.

Zhang Chenfei spread his hands and felt a little at a loss, just like an unloved cat suddenly came to sleep on his lap, which made people both surprised and delighted. Slowly turned back and hugged Xiaojiao's wife, bowed her head and kissed him: "I will work hard to get better soon."

"Ok."

Last time I was sober for less than a day, which is not a good sign. If the waking time gets shorter and shorter, in the end he may become the boy who is caught in an infinite game. There is no awake moment, there is only one script after another, until the interpretation of the package downloaded by Louis XIII is finished.

After enjoying the normal time with Xiaojiao's wife for a long time, Zhang Chenfei took the time to check the progress of the intellectual brain problem.

The time I wake up is Saturday, not a working day. Many things are not convenient to deal with, and I don’t know when the next script will come. Zhang Chenfei insisted on not watching TV series, playing games, or discussing bizarre topics with others, avoiding triggering the script search mechanism, and prolonging his awake time as much as possible.

Great progress has been made in the United States, and the top five lawyers are indeed not at a level. The lawyer did not immediately file a complaint. Instead, he first held a press conference, stating that he had taken over the case of the Anti-Intelligent Brain Association, denounced the harm caused by the internal defects of the intellectual brain to the public, and suggested that the intellectual brain manufacturer had passed the intellectual brain. Built-in control of the people's intentions.

As soon as the news came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the whole country.

The intellectual brain manufacturer wanted to say that he spread rumors and slandered him, but the rigorous lawyer never mentioned a word from the beginning to the end. It was just a variety of cryptic hints that made people think.

Controlling the people is not a trivial matter. This press conference quickly attracted the attention of the U.S. government.

“The manufacturer contacted the lawyer privately and said that he was willing to pay compensation. The lawyer directly asked for 120 million meters of gold, and the other party hung up the phone. Yesterday they came to discuss and agreed to hand over some core data.” The middleman received a call from Zhang Chenfei. Tell him the latest news immediately.

"Why suddenly figured it out again?" There must be a demon if something goes wrong, Zhang Chenfei doesn't believe that those manufacturers will compromise so easily.

"Because the government has intervened." The middleman sighed, and the government is going to investigate whether they have tried to control the people through internal devices. The FBI directly intervened and wanted to take the core data and send it to the laboratory for testing.

If the verification is true, the manufacturer can be forced to hand over the core data and bid for companies that can make memory cleaning applications. At that time, Shi Fei can bid again, and it is safer to pass the official.

"How long does the investigation take?" Zhang Chenfei took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth.

"It's hard to say, it will take two months at the earliest. If it is slow, it may be delayed for half a year. I don't think you need to worry..."

"No," Zhang Chenfei interrupted the middleman's suggestion. "Reconcile with NC and get the core data. When the government compulsory bidding, the day lily will be cold."

"Are you afraid that someone will develop it in advance?" The middleman didn't know that Zhang Chenfei was also ill, and thought he was afraid that others would steal the idea.

"Forget it, I will send an engineer to negotiate with them. If the contract is signed by your company, is it okay?" Raised his hand and lit the cigarette, Zhang Chen took a sip, and the smoke that spit out obscured the data on the computer screen. List of requirements.

"No problem," the middleman was very excited, "Fei, do you plan to use my company to publish this application?" This is something that people all over the world must use. Whoever publishes it gets rich.

"No, your company does not have the ability to do this. At that time, we will sign a transfer agreement with Shi Fei." Relentlessly breaking the other party's dream, Zhang Chenfei hung up the phone. The data request form and the contact information of the intermediary were sent to a young senior director of the technical department and asked him to travel to the U.S. immediately.

Jiao Qi walked to the terrace on the second floor and saw the idle Zhang Dazhao smoking a cigarette with his feet cocked, and vomiting a whole cigarette.

"Is it done?"

"Ahem..." A mouthful of smoke choked into the lung tube, and Zhang Chenfei coughed and quickly squeezed out the remaining smoke. "Baby, why are you silent when you walk."

"Jiang Rourou's case against NC has not yet started, I will be watching, and you don't have to be too nervous." Jiao Qi rarely said, so he picked up a cigarette and held it in his mouth.

The peripherals of the brains are different, but the internal settings are the same. The core data is in the hands of several manufacturers, and it is the same for which one you get.

"Well, we can't stop here in China. The data needs two copies to be reliable," Zhang Chen pinched away the two soft lips. "Don't smoke. If you want to taste the smoke, you can taste what's in my mouth... Whoa!"

The result of trying to kiss with the smell of smoke was that Xiaojiao's wife bit her lip.

Sunday is the devil’s offline fan meeting. It was said that it was a meeting, but it was actually a peripheral promotion hosted by Shi Fei.

The first batch of peripherals of "Galaxy Glory" was officially launched. As the spokesperson of this game, Wang Mo came out to sell his face for publicity. As an anchor, offline events also have to be broadcast live, and fans who can’t rush to the scene watch it in front of the screen.

"This is a mini armor-piercing gun. The workmanship is very conscientious." Today, the devil wore a character costume in the game with imitation makeup, standing in front of the camera as if he broke the boundary between virtual and reality. He was so handsome.

[Ah, I'm going to die, how come our God A is so good-looking! 】

[If I can't go to the scene, I can only bite the horns and cry, so I begged my friends to help me with my surroundings. 】

"This weapon is the enthusiasm brought out by the Demon King. I made this gun as the first one when making peripherals. After the proofing came out, the president gave a few friends." The host of the scene, who is also a product promotion, smiled with the Demon King. Introduce this mini piercing.

"Really, Dad Chen Fei is really kind to me." The Demon King smiled and showed two tiger teeth, holding the sample gun, raising his left arm as a stand, and aiming at the fans under the stage, "Guess this gun fired. What is it?"

"Love!!!" the fans shouted in unison.

This is a scene from the live broadcast of the Demon King game. At that time, I met a robbing guy in the copy, and he was very insignificant and followed Art to snatch it. The negotiation was fruitless, and he was insulted by the other party. In the entry of the world champion, there are no such words as modesty and generosity. They directly grab the opponent's PK in the wild.

The Art Mecha hit the opponent all over looking for teeth, and finally raised the gun, and asked the opponent who was in a locked state: "Brother, do you know what my gun shot?"

"Armor-piercing bullets?"

"No," the devil in front of the screen smiled slightly, "It's love."

"Fuck, you are fucking sick!" After cursing the last sentence, the other side was bombarded with scum.

So when the fans heard this sentence, they were immediately overwhelmed with excitement. The word "love" was also swiped in the live broadcast room, and fans fell into a frenzy for a while.

Jiao Qi was lying on the grass, resting on Lao Gong's thighs and watching with gusto.

"I'm angry." Zhang Chenfei put a slice of mango into Xiaojiao's wife's mouth and groaned.

"What's the matter?" Jiao Qi looked away from the screen and looked at him.

"Can't watch dramas, can't play games, I'm so miserable, but you are watching wild men here." The president said that he was very hurt.

"What nonsense," Jiao Qi glared at him, "Then what do you want to do?"

Fuck you... Zhang Chenfei almost blurted out, rolled to the tip of his tongue and swallowed back: "Did... something fun."

"for example?"

"The kind of games that I played when I was young, simple games that don't trigger scripts. For example, blind people touch elephants."

Jiao Qi didn't play any games when he was young, so he was very curious. After turning off the live broadcast, I obediently asked Zhang Chenfei to blindfold and guess what the old attacker had passed over.

The first thing is cool, soft and fruity.

"mango!"

The second thing is long and thin with water flowing.

"Ah, that's the hose for watering the flowers."

The third thing is hard cloth wrapped in cloth.

"What is this?" Jiao Qi frowned and couldn't guess.

Zhang Chen smiled to his ear and said softly: "That is, Zhang Xiaodi."

"… roll!"

The happy weekend is over, and reducing entertainment can really reduce the association. This time Zhang Chenfei persisted for two days and was still sober on Monday morning.

Bajiao's new vice president has taken up his post, and Jiao Qi's workload has been reduced by one-third, making it a lot easier. Spend the morning dealing with urgent matters, and call Zhang Chenfei at noon to ask him if he wants to eat together.

"Baby, I'm a little busy today. NC took the initiative to contact Shi Fei and want to jointly develop a memory cleaning application." Zhang Chenfei is very sorry. He can also handle ordinary affairs in the script, but he can't deal with brain disorders. He must seize the time to deal with this matter, even if he suddenly enters the script, he will not be able to deal with it.

"Well, then you are busy, remember to eat. Will you come to pick me up after get off work?"

"Of course, this can be arranged before two o'clock in the afternoon, and I will definitely pick you up on time."

When it was off work time, Vice President Liang suddenly ran to the president's room and said that Shi Feo had sent a group of surroundings and piled them in the lobby.

"What's around?"

"Toy guns, there are probably more than one hundred sets. Are you discussing the event with Mr. Zhang?" Deputy Liang should always know about the live event. What he doesn't know is that the president directly discusses with the other party. Thing.

"Let's put it away first, I'll ask him." Jiao Qi frowned, thinking that something was a bit wrong.

Vice President Liang responded and walked out, and ran into Zhang Chenfei who was coming to pick Xiaojiao's wife from get off work: "Mr. Zhang."

"I gave the gun. Go and put it away." Zhang Chen sneered from his nose with an uncut cigar in his mouth, waved his hand for Vice President Liang to roll, and walked into the president's room swaggeringly.

"What are you sending so many surroundings to... Ah!" Jiao Qi was surprised when he was beaten up and hugged.

"I pointed a gun at your father's head. He promised to marry me with a hundred guns as a betrothal gift. From now on, you will be Lao Tzu's wife!"