Chapter 240 240 [Please give me a monthly ticket] Donate your brain to the garbage station as soon as possible

Author: Ji Yusheng

Chapter 240 240 [Please give me a monthly ticket] Donate your brain to the garbage station as soon as possible

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The producer directly reported a number, and then implicitly mentioned that after the crew completed the production, there will be promotions from major guardian film and television channels in the future.

Anyone who picks up it will be a big resource that is jealous.

Old Chen - I'm not angry anymore.

I instantly felt that the investor's requirements should be reasonable, so he coughed unnaturally: "...Well, that's OK, I won't tell you now, I'm going to have the jet lag, don't delay the next shooting later."

The producer hung up the phone with satisfaction with smile.

...

The black car is a very modern science and technology park. The entire area covers a vast area, with a cold style, sharpness and an oncoming sense of technology.

Looking all the way, it was empty, and there was no one, only a dozen or a half-person-high robots shuttled through it. The red eyes scanned up and down, and the mouth made mechanical sounds from time to time, vaguely saying words such as "01 Normal patrol", "05 No abnormality in the field of vision", "08 receiving instructions to go to suspicious points to investigate" and other words.

Their patrol routes all revolve around the periphery of a towering floor in the center point.

All the inner circumferences were replaced by real people—

Several lines of uniform black dress, caller hanging on their left shoulder, tall and sharp-eyed Western-style men were strictly controlling the entry and exit of the inner circle.

However, when the unmarked sedan came into sight, they did not even have the regular three-way identity verification. After giving a serious look, they let it pass.

Swipe the elevator by swiping the pass card.

Shi Yan walked out, and five or six people from the Eastern Kong people had been waiting outside for a long time.

As soon as the leader saw someone, he quickly buttoned up the buttons of his suit jacket and stepped forward excitedly: "I finally waited for you."

The man is obviously older than Shi Yan, and he can still see white hair on his temples. However, he is still respectful and respectful to the boy, and he dare not neglect the slightest bit. There is obvious black green in the man's eyes, and it seems that he has been withered for more than one night.

Shi Yan nodded slightly, and the black eyes under the brim of the hat were deserted: "Where is Fu Xun."

The name of the deputy director was directly spoken out by the boy in front of him in such a painless manner. The middle-aged man didn't think anything was wrong and hurriedly replied: "The deputy director is still in the office for a video conference."

During the eight-hour meeting, the eight hours without interruption were said to be a meeting, but it was just a unilateral pressure and reprimand by the partners to unilaterally apply to Director Fu. In short, it was a mess and made people feel numb.

Everyone came to oppress and forced Mr. Fu to give a solution that was "perfect" that satisfies everyone.

"Please—"

Middle-aged man leads the way.

The doors of the central office also require a card swipe, the difference is that the card with the highest permissions is required.

As soon as the door opened, the people behind him evacuated.

Shi Yan walked in alone.

When the man at the rich desk heard the movement, he immediately poked his head out from behind the laptop screen, revealing a tough face that looked a bit ruffian due to the eight-centimeter scar on the eyebrow bone.

It is difficult to associate the high-powered and powerful Dong Fu whom they respected and looked unreliable as the middle-aged man said.

"A Yan?"

Fu Xun said a pause to the other end of the video in French, then turned off the microphone, stood up, showing a excited and happy smile after a long separation.

"Tsk, I haven't slept for thirty hours in a row and had hallucinations?"

His eyebrows were careless and relaxed, and he even had leisure and jokes. He could not tell that he was embarrassed in a difficult situation.

If the hair spray on his hair had not been broken into a lump and had no time to clean it.

Meet again.

Shi Yan is still as always, just like the boy who always likes to have a cold face back then. When facing people, his emotions are cold and unchanged at any time.

Like the robots that have no feelings downstairs. Oh, the programs used by those robots were made by him a few years ago and still do not need to be replaced. They are still more advanced.

Fu Xun had long been used to his appearance, and still remembered that he had said at that time that this kid must be pretending to be cool and cold, deliberately pretending to be the girl's favorite high-end flower. He and Xiao Jingheng always wanted to tease him for a few more words.

Who knew that Shi Yan was really cold in character, and looked at them with a look of looking at the idiots.

...

Shi Yan glanced at the clock, then frowned slightly, went forward and shut down Fu Xun's video conference, then sat down, inserted a black USB flash drive into the computer, and tapped his slender fingers on the keyboard, flowing water.

Fu Xun was slightly stunned and said 'hey': "Damn, I'm just shutting it up like that? That's the father of several billion-dollar financial supporters, and they're just getting angry."

He said this, but he had no intention of blaming Shi Yan at all. Instead, he was very indulgent. Fu Xun went lazily to the sofa next to him, crossed his legs, picked up the cold coffee, and made fun of him.

"I scolded me for a long time without stopping and breathing. I don't respect the elderly and love the young at all. After videos like this, what if I get angry with a heart attack, what can I do? I think this old man is quite interesting to scold me."

“…”

After saying so much, no one paid attention to it.

It also does not affect Fu Xun's performance at all. His habit of making jokes in front of Shi Yan is that dogs cannot change their shit, and he can talk about it alone forever.

"Hey, A Yan, what are we going to eat later? It's been a long time since we've seen each other. Why don't Xiao Jingheng's two pusses come over and have a meal together?"

Even though I have been separated for a long time, my familiarity in the words has not diminished at all.

"There is a good steak. The one who plays the violin in the restaurant plays like a erhu. I haven't returned to China for too long. It can still arouse my melancholy homesickness, hey--"

“…”

In this land where every inch of land is valuable, sitting in the entire office building area full of bustling elites, people who stomp their feet and say such down-to-earth words from the mouths of people who stumble their feet.

There is really no one except Fu Xun.

He wants to say something more.

Shi Yan in front of the computer screen had already raised his head and sarcastically said: "You can leak and lose the data in the thirty-two advanced program locks, so that you can fight against the generals."

"I advise you to donate your brain to the garbage station early." I didn't even say that I donated it to the charity association, because no one wanted it.

Fu Xun: "…"

Fu Xun pushed his cheeks and smiled.

Tsk, Shi Yan is still so merciless in mocking people?

However, when talking about this, a terrifying cold light flashed in Fu Xun's eyes, and he couldn't smile in his eyes: "What's the solution? If someone wants it, I'll give it to it?"

"Who made his mother still be missed by the old man after so many years?"

"I'm just a tool to make money, no you-"
Chapter completed!