CEO Zhao has been reborn!
She died at a comic convention in the most frustrating way possible, truly died!
The reborn CEO Zhao found the comic convention again and restarted her journe...
Hou Taotao and Zhao Xiaoyue remained silent as they left Guan Changlin's house.
It wasn't until they returned to the Cheetah Club and sat in the luxurious office that Hou Taotao spoke.
"Steward, we're being watched."
None of them are fools. Combining Guan Changlin's words, it's clear that the Clean Hands Gang has resurfaced and is seeking revenge.
But...
"Taking the helm, no one has ever asked about this before."
When Master Pu was alive, he kept a low profile and rarely saw anyone, nor did anyone try to find out anything about him.
It hasn't been long, but some people couldn't hold back any longer, and most importantly, they went straight to Huanhai Town.
If the leader hadn't taken precautions beforehand, would those people already know that Sixth Brother was missing? Would they still be bothering him?
Will RL Group also face trouble?
The predecessor of RL Group was a gang organization. In the underworld, there will inevitably be conflicts of interest with others.
In his early years, Master Pu was a true big shot in both the legitimate and criminal worlds, and no one dared to provoke him, because anyone who did provoke him never had a good ending.
Therefore, even though Master Pu stopped showing up later because of Huo Qingqing's matter, no one dared to cause trouble for the hunter.
Zhao Xiaoyue frowned in thought. It was not surprising that her identity had been leaked, but the fact that her master's information had been leaked was quite interesting.
"Brother Tao, please inform them that we're going to Changyuan on the 20th."
"Yes, stern!"
Also, check all the managers and team leaders; deal with any problems directly.
"Is it expulsion or..." Hou Taotao asked uncertainly.
Zhao Xiaoyue asked curiously, "Brother Tao, what are you thinking? Of course, it's firing RL Group. Doing other things might be illegal, but getting fired is still an option."
Huh? Oh! Then he'll know.
"Um, helmsman, Yu Muqi said she knows she was wrong and even greeted you."
Lao Jiu himself is there, only Yu Muqi's companies are all in China.
The ninth brother was fine, but the seventh brother was not. First of all, he couldn't get used to the food there, and he had lost a lot of weight.
Going back at night and having to read the books the boss found for me is like a double ordeal.
"You know you were wrong?"
"Yes, really, this time it's a genuine change."
Zhao Xiaoyue smiled faintly, "Alright, let him come back with Geng Qiusheng on the 20th."
Hou Taotao smiled and said, "Okay, I'll take the helm."
"Should we put him on a test about the books he studied?"
Hou Taotao still shudders when she thinks about the thickness of those books.
Each of the following books—Zizhi Tongjian, Shiji, Daxue, Zhongyong, and Hongloumeng—comes with this one analysis book, which is five centimeters thick!
He would have collapsed long ago, but in order to return as soon as possible, Yu Muqi insisted on finishing the course.
Good heavens, now I'm cultured!
Hou Taotao dropped Zhao Xiaoyue off at her small apartment and then went back home.
Mr. Zhao strolled leisurely towards the small apartment. Min'er was tutoring and wasn't usually at the small apartment, so she went straight home.
When I opened the door, I was startled to see a strange man sitting on the sofa.
Judging from his clothes and appearance, he just came from university.
What happened? Where are Xiao Zhe and the comic convention?
"Here we go!"
As soon as the fake, contrived voices from the anime convention came out, a person floated over from the kitchen, carrying a plate of food, smiling as brightly as the midday sun.
Several dishes were laid out on the table, all looking and smelling delicious. When did this dead electric eel learn to cook?
Just as he put down the plate in his hand and was about to lean on the sofa, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Xiaoyue by the door and jumped up.
"Little Moon, you're back!"
Hurry over, remember what you have in your hand and the tote bag, and take out your slippers.
"Hurry up and change, hurry up and change. Wash your hands and eat. I just made this."
The boy on the sofa frowned.
At the comic convention, Zhao Xiaoyue put her arm around his shoulder and complained, "You've been gone for almost half a month, and we couldn't find you. Xiao Zhe went to the training camp again."
"Hehe, feeling lonely?" Zhao Xiaoyue glanced at the comic convention, then at the boy on the sofa who was staring straight at her.
What's going on? Could it be what he's thinking?
At the comic convention, Zhao Xiaoyue was forced to sit down in a chair, while he himself sat next to the boy, right next to him.
The meaning is quite obvious.
The anime convention attendee explained shyly, "Little Moon, let me introduce you. This is Du Jiaming, my boyfriend; Jiaming, this is Zhao Xiaoyue, my sister."
Du Jiaming smiled and extended his hand, "Hello!"
Zhao Xiaoyue politely replied, but did not shake hands.
At the comic convention, he reached out and grabbed Du Jiaming's hand, which was still hanging in mid-air.
"She doesn't like shaking hands with others, so don't mind it."
At the comic convention, I was holding someone's hand, and oh my god, our eyes were practically locked.
Oh, you can't say that. It's more like the comic convention is unilaterally getting involved.
The sour, rotten smell of love overwhelmed the aroma of the food on the table.
Zhao Xiaoyue felt a toothache and soreness, and her nerves were twitching.
He turned to the side, covering half of his face. This is not only dog abuse, but also dog slaughter!
Look at how lovey-dovey they are, who knows what they'll do when he's not around.
Then, the images in Zhao Xiaoyue's mind went further and further off track.
"Hey, hey, hey, are you guys eating or not? There's still someone here!"
If she doesn't say anything, the two of them will end up hugging each other.
Ugh, she had a feeling this was another comic convention where she was going to hug someone. If she wasn't mistaken, the person even dodged.
"Cough, cough, why aren't you eating, Little Moon? This stir-fried bamboo shoots with pork is delicious, you should eat more."
"Here, Mingming, bring me the bowl, I'll serve you a bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Water."
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