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It's easy to guess that this is another couple who have developed feelings for each other. Ain's decision to personally handle this publicity campaign was probably influenced by this optimistic and cheerful female researcher.
He was clearly not used to it and kept trying to memorize it, but perhaps because of his personality and Carmen's puzzled smile, he, who was extremely intelligent, was at a loss when faced with a speech.
......
"Alright, let them handle it then. Just make sure to include more positive content."
We can rest assured about these chief researchers, after all, they have made great contributions to the company's current success.
It is certain that no one but themselves knows anything about the company's inner workings. The entire project and its related equipment are highly secretive, and the relevant documents and information are stored in their cloud database, which is impossible to crack using modern technology. Not to mention that no outsider knows that they are humanoid.
"Meow~"
Looking to the side, a black cat tiptoed across the office carpet, circled Morido twice, and then leaped onto her shoulder.
She gently stroked the soft fur with her hand, sneering...
"But for now, let's focus on the impending war."
Two days later, the major families and factions in New York will meet, with almost all the wealthy businessmen and family patriarchs participating. They want to take this opportunity to establish friendly relations with some families in the lower and middle classes, and then, on the third day, destroy the two elephants riding on their heads.
There might have been a better way, but they couldn't wait any longer, and neither could the commander. If they dragged it out any longer, it would be bad for any of them.
The time is ripe; opportunity favors the prepared mind...
"Gray."
The woman by the window turned her head, the cold glint in her eyes as eerie as the black cat's glow in the night.
"Yes."
“Tell Ain and the others…” He placed one hand over the window, taking in the view of several buildings a hundred meters away.
"The press conference will be held no later than the night after tomorrow; we want to give everyone a surprise..."
480 Care
"Que'er?"
Luo Fan pushed open the door and brought a bowl of hot porridge into the room.
The girl on the bed was still very weak, but her complexion had improved significantly compared to before. However, it was unclear how long it would take for her to fully recover.
Luo Fan couldn't remember exactly how much time had passed, but he knew that Ying Que had never become discouraged because of this, and still greeted Luo Fan with a smile every day.
"how do you feel?"
Her eyes, which had been a little sleepy, immediately perked up. She quickly got out of bed and smiled, "Ah, that's pretty good. I feel like I'll be able to get out of bed and cook in a few days."
"No...no..." Luo Fan hurriedly stepped forward and pressed him back into the quilt: "You should lie down for a while, or you might accidentally fall on the chopping board again."
The last time Yingque tried to get out of bed to cook, her limbs suddenly went weak, and she bumped her head on the cutting board in front of her, almost scaring Luo Fan out of his wits. The girls were the same; Xiao Jiu almost overturned the sofa when she got up...
Since then, unless it's a necessary trip to the toilet, Luo Fan has basically stopped allowing Ying Que to get out of bed and move around freely.
That's good, at least the secrecy work can be carried out more efficiently.
Luo Fan moved the chair that had been sitting there for who knows how long to the bedside, and as usual, he began to feed Ying Que the porridge little by little.
Despite struggling with each movement, she tried her best to appear natural, and even her barely breathing eyes told a story.
"Don't rush, eat slowly..."
Luo Fan couldn't bear to see her endure the pain to please him, but she always wanted to put him more important than herself.
"It's really alright," she smiled again. "I know you're busy with work, running around taking care of everything, and then coming back to look after me. I've never been this diligent back in the village..."
Regardless, this example still made Luo Fan chuckle.
But the harder she tried to smile, the heavier the burden became in Luo Fan's heart...
How long is he going to let her continue being a fool like this? How can he let her know that her current illness is caused by him?
Only then did he realize that he was actually a selfish person, and that he was doing all these things just because he didn't want her to leave and wanted to keep her by his side.
so what?
They depend on and need each other, and because of this, all their actions can be justified...
"Okay, okay, I know you're strong. Don't worry about my job. Eat and get some rest."
He really wanted to look in the mirror and see what his smile looked like now, whether it was natural enough or just barely concealing his dejection.
But the way Yingque looked always made him subconsciously feel that the answer was the former...
"Of course, I need to rest early so I can have the opportunity to cook for you sooner."
After saying that, she slowly lay down.
Luo Fan pulled the blanket up for him and said softly, "Is this all you can eat?"
"Hmm, I still don't have much of an appetite. I guess I'll have to rely on glucose for a while longer."
......
Luo Fan raised his head, glanced at the IV drip on the bedside table, and looked on with disappointment.
Thanks to Mrs. Grey, she didn't have to go to the hospital and could stay in bed at home like this, but even so, her condition was still beyond Mrs. Grey's ability to solve.
Sigh, lately everything has been going wrong. Work progress has stalled, and while the momentum is strong, it has also attracted the envy of its peers. It's like the whole world is against them, and no matter what they do, they can't make a breakthrough. Even normal development is extremely difficult.
It was precisely in order to break out of this predicament that Luo Fan planned to use extreme measures to directly rewrite some of the rules and make the whole situation more favorable to them.
But there was one illness for which he was powerless to reverse the tide...
While he occasionally felt grateful for the benefits the reverse Kabbalah factor brought him, he regarded Yingque's precarious existence as a curse and was constantly filled with anxiety.
Ultimately, I can no longer think only of myself as before; my stance has changed.
"Que'er?"
"Ok?"
Luo Fan reached out and gently stroked her pale yet still delicate face: "Be careful lately. New York might become very chaotic. No matter what happens, don't go out recently, understand?"
This explanation naturally puzzled her: "What's wrong? Has something big happened in White Eagle again?"
"Well, that's about right. Anyway, things are pretty tense lately, so it's not a good time to go out. We'll take care of the household necessities, so you can just relax in bed and rest. If anything happens and I'm not around, just contact the agent, and she'll handle it."
I just hope she knows as little as possible. Fortunately, this play has many famous actors, so the audience will naturally be fooled by the real thing.
"Ah... okay, I wasn't planning on going out anyway."
She nodded, then silently lay down.
Luo Fan finally relaxed: "Okay, good girl, get some rest."
After a brief gesture, Luo Fan picked up the bowl and prepared to leave.
Just as he opened the door and was about to leave, the girl's voice made him stop again.
"Luo Fan?"
"I'm here, what's wrong?"
"...Don't worry too much about me. And I wish you success at work, eat well and sleep well, and don't keep looking up at my bedside every few minutes."
......
"okay."
......
Luo Fan's eyes were a little sore, but when he returned to the living room, he quickly composed himself and faced the girls with a normal demeanor.
Upon entering the kitchen, the agent took Luo Fan's bowl, glanced at it, and frowned slightly.
"Miss Yingque's appetite is still quite poor..."
He sat on the bench, rubbing his forehead in frustration: "Yeah, there's nothing I can do, but at least I can eat something now."
In any case, at least overall things are still moving forward and haven't deteriorated further, which is enough to make Luo Fan happy.
"...I hope Miss Yingque recovers soon."
The agent didn't know how to comfort Luo Fan, and could only speak in a clumsy and somber tone.
Luo Fan understood her meaning perfectly well, but given the current situation, they had no other choice but to wait and see.
Even if her illness cannot improve the current situation, at least in terms of work, they can still take the initiative and at least use some extreme means to achieve the results they want.
Naturally, he would show no mercy to these circumstances and would use the most swift and decisive means to bring back the victory that belonged to them...
New Book Group
The original one crashed, and many people have told me about it, so I thought I'd create a new one. It will be arranged in chapter order, and those who can see this are probably long-time readers, so the situation should be okay.
Group number: 751214314
Welcome to all readers, and also to all experienced monthly accountants.
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481.1
"Please do not attend this family meeting, Godfather Williams. This is for your own good and personal safety."
"...Yes, the theater is on our side now, and we are determined to change the entire Mafia ecosystem in New York."
"Please have all your family members stay at home and not observe or hear anything that happens that night."
......
After hanging up the phone, Luo Fan picked up the coffee on the table and started drinking it, while Mercury Rose walked past him carrying a stack of documents and ran towards the archives room not far away.
He had made up his mind not to return to the bar until the cleanup was complete, so that he could fully immerse himself in this brutal competition.
Most importantly, they didn't want to be distracted by other things, because if the DSLR camera made a mistake, they would face the risk of their identities being exposed.
What needs to be exposed is Tom Cruise's family, not those above that family. It's better for them to operate from behind the scenes.
The storm that swept through New York was not just this typhoon named "Whale"...
......
Meanwhile, at the Thomson family's casino, "The Promised Land," a gambling game is taking place, watched by many eyes.
"The cards are being dealt! Everyone's in the same room! Everyone's in the same room! There are no allies here! Everyone can rest assured!"
Grinna stood at the table, shuffled the cards in her hand again, and prepared to deal them to the dealers in a "random" order.
What appears to be a literary contest is actually a martial arts contest in the “Promised Land.”
In a gambling den, a group of people set up their own territory and venue, where they cheat together. This usually takes place under or behind the table, and may involve marking, shuffling, rolling dice, making hand gestures, or even setting up surveillance cameras overhead to spy on the suits of all the away dealers.
To prevent this situation, except for security personnel and dealers, all headphone devices are not allowed in the casino, especially for those who intend to gamble.
But the home team would do this most likely because they had already made preparations to cheat, and Grina and her teammates were no exception.
Apart from the dealer Grinna and some Griffin dolls, almost all the Ironblood factory members were present as security personnel and to keep order, while a small number disguised themselves as outsiders and participated in the gambling.
Among those at the gambling table were the eldest and second sons of the Rothschild family, the Rothschild brothers, and a figurehead from the Quinn Group: Cameron Joris.
The rest were some insignificant people who were also involved in the gamble, but they were not the girls' target.
The home side was the Thomson family, while the away side consisted of these two guests and their entourage. In addition, there were a large number of wealthy merchants who came to watch the show, as well as young women who had been waiting there for a long time.
The players on the field are SIG MCX, Flash, and Beak.
This is a new type of betting game developed by SIG MCX, with rules defined and clarified by them. This new type of betting from half a century later has been welcomed by many gamblers.
Although the original suits are still used, the number of cards has increased to three decks, the share of points has risen sharply, and the consumption of chips remains high. It is precisely because of this that the anxious and sensitive nerves of these gamblers are ignited.
Grina only had a general understanding of the rules. Her main task was to deal the cards and give signals to the girls on the field through "soft hooks".
The gloves were contaminated with an alkaline solution, which reacted with the brand name that had been marked in advance, and this reaction was visible to the girls under their infrared vision.
Emmmmmm......
"Grina, relax. Observe carefully. All the A, J, Q, A, and 2 have been soldered. Be careful not to go too far."
The sound of M16 appeared in her headphones, which made her even more nervous. After all, she had run so many gambling games, but she had never seen such a scene filled with several important figures. She had only ever been a logistics officer before, and had never seen anything like this before.
And these weld marks... Damn it, the red grid pattern on the back of the sign is spaced differently from the others. How could a human being so easily observe such minute details?
This is the first Q...J... sent to MCX; she can control the situation well.
"Send it to lightning."