After graduation, Zhang Mengfei entered a listed company and started her new life.
Neither Han Ting nor Huang Shiyuan nor Tian Miao contacted her anymore.
She wanted to thank Tianmiao, but Tianmiao did not leave her contact information.
The last time I saw Tianmiao was on TV.
Chen Jinglou of Tianmiao and Lantian Group cut the ribbon for a museum.
Everything in that museum was donated by Chen Jinglou. There are even bowls used by Emperor Qiyun and paintings drawn by Emperor Qiyun.
After that, she never saw Tianmiao again.
The last time I saw Han Ting and Huang Shiyuan was in a tourist city abroad. She and her lover were on their honeymoon there. In a square, she saw Han Ting and Huang Shiyuan eating cones and laughing happily. The two of them seem to be still videotaping with someone, live streaming the pictures of them playing. The one who made the video with them should be Tianmiao. It was in front of Tian Miao that the two of them would be so happy.
Zhang Mengfei did not step forward, but just glanced at them from a distance.
At this moment, Zhang Mengfei suddenly remembered the scene when the four of them had dinner together at the snack bar opened by cousin Tianmiao.
It was the first time, the last time, and the only time the four of them had dinner together.
She was really happy at that time.
Why did she act stupid later
If, if she hadn't...
Forget it, life has no ifs.
Thank you Tianmiao for changing her life.
What she has to do is to cherish what she has now, and to give Tian Miao the best answer.
Tian Miao finally asked her a question.
Do you want to live your life in black or white
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Tiandao Office.
After Tian Miao took Chen Jinglou to register, he helped Chen Jinglou to familiarize himself with the whole process, received all the props that belonged to him, and took him to prepare to start the task.
"Queen Mother, is this bound to my soul?" Chen Jinglou pointed to the palm of his hand, and the next moment, a ball floated on the palm of his hand. With a thought, a light curtain was displayed on the ball with a text description on it. Chen Jinglou stretched out his hand to swipe the text on the screen.
"Yes, as long as you think about it consciously, you can operate it. Name this magic weapon yourself. This is the magic weapon of the Tianji Pavilion data in the Unicom Tiandao Office. I named it Tianji Memo. You can name it Tianji Xiaoqiu. "Tian Miao didn't want to give Chen Jinglou an example of those weird names, what a little machine, what a celestial egg... I couldn't bear to look directly. I don't want my son to be taught badly.
"The shape changes according to the depth of my thinking? I thought about the system ball at first, but it came out like a ball." Chen Jinglou curiously looked at what looked like a notebook in Tianmiao's hand, guessing road.
"Yes." Tian Miao nodded, "And the props sent are also bound to your soul. You can operate with your mind. Your employee work card is also bound. Others can't take it."
"Understood." Chen Jinglou nodded and said excitedly, "Then mother, let's start the mission." He couldn't wait to start the mission.
"Okay." Tian Miao also nodded, "You follow the instructions to teleport first. I will appear later."
Chen Jinglou should come down, and then activated the teleporter. After a dizziness in front of him, he came to an unfamiliar place.
It seemed to be the edge of a forest, with blue sky and white clouds, green trees and grass, and a wide road behind it.
Chen Jinglou stretched out his hand and squeezed his fingers, um, it seemed to be his original body.
"Emperor." At this time, a milky voice suddenly came from behind.
Chen Jinglou's body froze, and his mood was extremely complicated.
No, the mother is getting smaller and smaller
(Take the silly son to do a mission, the next story will be very short, and then enter another world.)
(End of this chapter)