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It's unlikely to kidnap a little crow and keep it in Luofu, and if you keep going back and forth, you might be tricked by Cheng Che into getting on the train.
It is not realistic to put the person in a sack, as it is easy for Cheng Che, who has no moral principles, to take him away directly.
However, although Cheng Che's stance is volatile, his personality is good and he would not do anything that would harm the interests of his friends, so...
This worker can still be caught, especially the kind of worker who has brains and can weigh the pros and cons.
Cheng Che glanced at Jing Yuan from the rearview mirror, stepped on the accelerator and chased the shadow of the vehicle in front, "One document, one favor."
Haha, it’s impossible to let him work for free.
Look at this garbage can of paperwork. I really want him to finish it all...
General Shen Ce might really only have white hair and teeth.
Jing Yuan's breathing stagnated, and he squinted his eyes and began to recall how much official business he had brought with him this time.
A bit tough, but...
Jing Yuan rolled up his sleeves to look at his arms, then looked at the few black lines that he could vaguely see through a layer of gloves.
He was silent for a moment, then he said, "Is there no bargaining procedure?"
None of them are Luofu secrets, just some trivial matters, but they all need the general's review.
Originally, I could have given it to Fu Xuan to take a look, but Fu Xuan recently...
Jing Yuan paused, looked up at the man driving calmly, and said softly: "If the Qiongguan formation hadn't flown away, Fu Taibu could have helped me review the documents."
"Oh, but the pot was pursued by Fengrao. I have no grudge against Fengrao. I just cast the curse to help you, Xianzhou..." Cheng Che responded, his words were clear, but his logic was a little rogue.
Jing Yuan choked, "You..."
It’s a pity that this guy doesn’t go into business.
This cunning businessman's brain, let this kid play for a few more years, what is the point of the Interstellar Peace Company? !
"You can't beat him in an argument." Dan Heng half-closed his eyes, leaning against the back of his chair, and seemed a little drowsy. "Be careful that he doesn't say anything outrageous again..."
For example, curses and blessings never end well.
Jing Yuan curled the corners of his mouth and squinted his eyes as he looked at Cheng Che.
Let General Shen Ce think carefully about how to trick Cheng Che.
Cheng Che glanced at the rearview mirror again and couldn't help but remind him, "The people who cheated me in the past..."
Jing Yuan's eyelids twitched, and he leaned back with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
It’s terrible, this kid is about to curse!
At one side, Dan Heng also opened his eyes and stared at the figure that he could vaguely see through the back of the chair in front of him, his face also full of vigilance.
It's over, I have to curse now, but I don't know who will suffer? !
"The one who cheated me..." Cheng Che paused, recalling what happened in the past ten years, "It's not that I can't cheat back, but I was young and was always suppressed by force. When I grew up, I didn't have the desire for revenge."
I have been cheated when I grew up, but...
One of them failed and joined the next crew, and I don’t know whether the other one failed or not.
There's no good ending anyway.
As soon as he finished speaking, two heavy exhalations were heard from the rear of the vehicle, as if some heavy burden had been unloaded. Amid the roar of the car, one could also faintly hear the dull sound of a back hitting the back of a chair.
Cheng Che: ...
Cheng Che was silent for a long time, but finally couldn't help but speak, "Are you so afraid that I will say something?"
How can I still have PTSD?
He is not Otto!
Jing Yuan took a long breath and said in a difficult tone, "Aren't you afraid? You have destroyed the Qiongguan Formation."
Reconstruction costs money, but Cheng Che's Crow's Mouth's after-sales service is really good. He sent me a large sum of money, but it's a bit difficult to take it out directly.
On the side, Dan Heng pinched his eyebrows, closed his eyes and leaned against the car window.
Fortunately, I went to Luofu and recalled many past events, but...
It seems that it was indeed Cheng Che's bad luck. I thought that I would be entangled in memories and dragged into nightmares when I slept, but that was not the case. Even though my thoughts were constantly sorting out my memories during the day, everything got better after I fell asleep at night.
Crow Mouth can still say some genuine blessings, but the frequency of doing so is sadly low.
"What's there to be afraid of..." Cheng Che muttered, watching the car in front of him slow down and stepped on the brakes, and said softly, "I'm just a little crow with no relatives and can only rely on the crow's mouth to save my life..."
Hearing this, Jing Yuan was stunned and speechless for a moment.
It sounds pathetic, but he really isn't very good at comforting children.
"We're here." Cheng Che stopped the car, unbuckled his seatbelt, got out, and walked around to the other side holding the trash can. "This is the first time I've driven since I got my license. You guys are lucky..."
As soon as the words were spoken, Dan Heng and Jing Yuan, who were just about to get off the car, froze.
The train crew members waiting by the car also froze.
Everyone turned their eyes to Cheng Che's face, their pupils trembling in disbelief.
“No…” San Yueqi touched the back of his head in confusion, pointing at the tire tracks he had left behind. “You…you were racing after Uncle Yang on your first drive?!!!”
"What's wrong?" Cheng Che put the trash can aside, put his hands in his pockets, and said calmly, "Isn't the line between life and death exciting enough?"
At this point, Cheng Che turned to look at Dan Heng and Jing Yuan, and asked sincerely, "Isn't it exciting?"
Chapter 267 Can't bear it.
Two small stone houses appeared out of nowhere in the depths of the snowfield, and the workers of Beloberg lost their high-paying jobs due to Walter's creation.
The hot spring water exudes a strange fragrance, star cores float up and down, and there is a small barbecue oven and a desk by the pool.
The documents in the trash can had already been sorted and organized neatly, and were stacked in piles next to the tent.
Cheng Che held a small dagger and dug out the pear core, then slowly stuffed chopped red dates and rock sugar into it, then wrapped it in tin foil and placed it in the oven to slowly smoke it.
Various fruits, vegetables and meats were placed on the empty grill. The aroma was dispersed by the wind and snow and disappeared little by little in the cold air.
Cheng Che sat beside the desk, wiped his hands, put on his glasses, and looked down at the documents brought by a certain incompetent general.
The two hot spring pools were separated by a screen. Each person leaned against the stone-built hot spring pool, staring blankly at Cheng Che, who had a calm face.
Cheng Che has been behaving really well lately, except for the money-stealing incident, but...
This car speed makes people feel that Cheng Che's mental state is still not healthy. Who knows where this step on the accelerator will send him and his passengers...
"Don't you feel scared?" Walter was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking, "Or does this kind of stimulation make you excited?"
I don’t know why, but I always feel that Cheng Che gives people the feeling of being someone he really doesn’t want to remember, like a certain person with golden hair.
“Hmm?” Cheng Che squeezed a drop of blood from his fingertips into the inkstone to prevent it from freezing, and looked at Walter through the lens, “Ah…are we going to talk about something that needs mosaics now?”
what?
Stimulate?
excited?
Cheng Che glanced blankly at the screen that blocked his view, and said in a confused voice, "Is this not good? I'm afraid that the orbital cannon will blast Yalilo VI out..."
Walter: ...
Is it true that this child doesn’t have any serious illness?
Walter took a deep breath and asked in a deep voice, "You seem to particularly like the sense of danger brought by uncontrolled things?"
Hearing this, Cheng Che came back to his senses, and a trace of inexplicable loss flashed in his eyes.
He thought about it and nodded, "Well, I've always said that I'm a little crazy. Don't worry, I won't die."
Walter: ...
Now he really didn't know whether Cheng Che's words could be considered as a jinx.
If abundance had not followed Cheng Che to bless him, grass would have grown on his grave by now!
Walter sighed, leaning against the pool wall and looking at Cheng Che through the lens.
He looks very obedient, has a very cold face, and acts rationally, but he always goes a little crazy when people least expect it. But now...
He was lying on the table and writing stroke by stroke, and he actually looked like a naive student.
Walter sighed heavily again, "Hey..."
Sure enough, the ingredients are complicated...
Cheng Che quickly scanned the letter in front of him, wrote a sentence at the end with a pen, then threw the letter into the trash can with his left hand, and picked up a marker with his right hand to make a note on the white paper next to it.
Write it down on paper first, and then move it to Jingyuan’s arm after you have finished reading it. I just don’t know if today’s white-haired lion will turn black.
“Shouldn’t you ask General Shen Ce’s opinion?” Jing Yuan yawned, squinted his eyes, turned around, and leaned on the smooth pool wall made of pebbles with his bare arms folded, his head pressed weakly on his arms, “Now I can’t even tell whether you are the general or I am the general…”
"You are." Cheng Che took out another stack of scrolls from the tent without looking up, "I am a general. Luofu has already flown away."
Can it still wait to be developed?
It would be a shame not to use such a large immortal boat to find the Star God to create something...
Jing Yuan choked up and said, "You have completely cut off your chance of succeeding the general by saying this."
I dare not, it doesn’t matter if the Qiongguan formation flies, but Luofu cannot fly...
"You actually still have this idea?" Cheng Che snorted and laughed in an ambiguous manner, and leaned over to look at the skewers on the stove next to him. "I suggest you don't even think about it. I'm definitely more difficult to deal with as a general than as a demon..."
Cheng Che silently brushed the sauce on the noodles, turned them over, brushed the sauce on them again, and used the back of his hand to test the temperature of the snow pear bowl next to him, "Hey... I feel like I'm the babysitter now..."
How miserable.
Others traveled through time and space to kill people everywhere, but he traveled through time and space to work part-time jobs everywhere. Now all he needs is a maid outfit...
"Those who are capable should do more work..." Jing Yuan smiled, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "It's not surprising that you can understand these things, but why..."
Jing Yuan touched a document, not caring at all that the moisture from his hands would wet the paper.
He looked at the comments at the end and asked softly, "Have you studied it? Is your family in politics?"
Cheng Che: ...