Being reminded by Luo Ming, Chen Bei also recalled some fragments.
That's right,
He was the one who brought people in,
After all, matters involving equity transfer and dividends are confidential to the personnel department.
Being exposed to the camera will affect headhunting pricing.
What then?
let me think,
Chen Bei tilted his head,
The sporadic memories are clearer again--
As soon as I closed the door, there was a strong smell of Tequila, which went directly into my nose and rushed towards Tianling Gai.
Then it was wrapped from the Tianling Gai to the back of the neck, and the temperature of the glands burned instantly.
His throat was so dry that he opened his mouth and asked, "How much did you drink? You smell like alcohol all over your body?"
Luo Ming's lips curved up in a lingering way, "If it's not for drinking,"
"Where is my Pheromones?"
"Assistant Chen,"
"What do you do?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Bei slapped him in the face, "What do you think I should do?"
"I'll stab you!"
Luo Ming fell headfirst into the bed. When he turned around, he found that Chen Bei had a large needle in his hand out of thin air.
"Fuck!"
He was so frightened that he cursed, "Why do you still carry this thing with you?!"
Chen Bei covered his mouth and nose and said vaguely, "Of course it's for,"
"Cure your disorder,"
"I didn't--ah--"
Before the garbled words came out, Luo Ming felt a pain in his neck, and his mind was filled with confusion.
The eyelids that were forced to open gradually became unable to open, and within a few seconds, he fell completely on the bed.
Chen Bei was also a little swaying. After he regained his footing, he lowered his eyes and glanced at the needle, and said in a calm voice,
"Fuck? The blow was so fierce that Suppressant pushed all the way in?"
"Will he die?"
He sighed, walked to the bed, and dived into the quilt.
Recalling this, Chen Bei felt relieved, "It's okay, he's not dead."
Luo Ming, who was rubbing his waist, looked aggrieved, "How about taking half your life even if you don't die? Assistant Chen, you have to be responsible for me!"
What should I do if the root cause of the disease is found in the future and it doesn't work anymore?!
The next generation must be responsible for me,
I'll punish you...
Work for me for the rest of your life!
Chen Bei pursed his lips and said to himself that it was indeed his mistake.
The confused person actually pushed in a whole tube of Suppressant,
What if Pheromones cannot be released?
Are you not allowed to ask me to reimburse your medical expenses?
He weighed secretly for a long time and said, "How about I transfer to your department?"
Luo Ming As soon as he heard this, his waist no longer hurt and he could stand up in one breath. His face was full of surprise and excitement, "Really?!"
"The premise is to cash out the stock dividends, and... the old man must agree."
"No problem!"
Luo Ming is happy and blooming.
[System: How many cents are you excited about? To be responsible for you means to transfer it to your department to manage your money?]
[Luo Ming: Stocks are equivalent to betrothal gifts, and grandfather's consent is equivalent to elders' approval. What is the difference between this and discussing marriage?]
[System: The difference is huge, you... don't press the complaint button! I'll log off myself!]
As soon as the two of them finished their discussion, there was a rapid knock on the door outside the room.
"Open the door, open the door!"
"Ward rounds!"
"Now count three!"
"If it doesn't open, we'll just use the key--"
Chen Bei Open the door from the inside.
Host's arms were hanging in the air, looking up and down. When he saw Chen Bei dressed neatly, he looked slightly disappointed and asked tentatively, "Did nothing happen last night?"
"I gave President Ming an injection, does that count as happening?" Chen Bei couldn't control his mouth.
The light of gossip on Host's face completely dimmed, but he asked Luo Ming who was rubbing his neck unwillingly, "President Ming, is this true?"
"You don't believe it?" Luo Ming stretched his neck forward, "There are still needle holes, can you take a look?"
The camera gave a close-up,
barrage discussion,
[Damn, it's really true!]
[Assistant Chen's technique is very skillful, avoiding the aorta?]
[aoNothing happened when I was alone in a room, Ergou, are you not good enough?!]
[Production Crew didn't stop him last night, and he was the first to check the ward today. Is it possible that they were more anxious than us to kowtow to CP and force North of the Dark Sea Has Money to make an official announcement?!]
[Ho ho ho! What's sweeter than official certification?!]
Zhao Yihai, who had a splitting headache, walked out of the box and was met by another original guest Qin Xiao.
"Are you awake? I was going to find you."
Zhao Yihai glanced at the gentle alpha design and cast a sinister look at it, "If you were so kind, you should have sent me back to my room last night!"
"I think so too," Qin Xiao spread his hands, expressing helplessness, "No matter how many people pull you, you still refuse to get up."
"I have to sleep on the sofa by myself because it's easy to have an affair in a nightclub,"
"There will be an omega who will take you back..."
Zhao Yihai's face turned red and white, and he said in embarrassment, "Stop talking!"
"Since you can walk by yourself, then my mission is completed," Qin Xiao put his hands in his pockets and turned his head indifferently, "I'm going to have breakfast first."
"Wait!" Zhao Yihai called him urgently again.
Qin Xiao turned around, "What are you doing?"
"Last night," Zhao Yihai said with an awkward expression, "What else happened to me to embarrass?"
"How are the others drinking? Are they the same as me..."
Qin Xiao smiled, "Don't worry,"
"You are the most embarrassing,"
"No one can compare with me."
Zhao Yihai's face changed, "What the hell--"
Before the scolding was finished, the person had already left calmly.
He could only take a deep breath and comfort himself,
It's not the first time I drank too much, so what are you afraid of?
The Internet has no memory,
Even if you have memory, buy more navy,
Or just spend money to click on hot searches,
Is there anything that Textile Tycoon's first heir cannot handle?
He regained his confidence and strolled into his room,
I took a leisurely hot shower and then appeared in the restaurant like a spring breeze again.
"Good morning everyone?"
"Did you sleep well last night?"
The warm greeting did not attract too many people's attention. Only Qin Yufan stood up with a bright smile and said, "Brother Hai, I have reserved a seat for you, come and sit here."
"Thank you."
Zhao Yihai walked over, sat down calmly, looked around and found,
Those who eat porridge eat porridge, those who eat steamed buns eat steamed buns, those who eat fried dough sticks chew fried dough sticks,
Very few people pay attention to it,
He thought for a while, then raised the corners of his mouth,
Well, everyone is in peace,
Can we continue to maintain superficial peace?
Thinking like this, Zhao Yihai picked up the dishes and chopsticks,
I was just about to eat something to warm my stomach, but my phone suddenly rang.
When he lowered his eyes and saw that it was his biological father, he proudly opened the answer button and pressed the speakerphone.
"Dad, where am I filming a variety show?"
"Is something wrong?"
A voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hai, you have a new brother. When will you come back to meet him?"
"Another one?"
Zhao Yihai lost control of his expression instantly, picked up his cell phone and ran straight outside the restaurant.
Chen Bei, who was drinking porridge, raised his eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "The word 'and' is very classic,"
[Fuck! The review is spot on!]
[Zhao Yihai His father turns out to be the real love Honor of Kings?!]