"Give me the gourd, and I'll make you a rope to hang it around your neck."
Mian'ao still trusts Siming, who gave him something.
After hesitating for only three seconds, he handed the thing over.
During these three seconds, Si Ming was almost furious. After all, this thing was given by him, right?
He wanted to take it back, you heartless little girl.
He took out a golden silk thread, wrapped it around the waist of the gourd, tied a few knots with special techniques, fixed it, and then tied two knots around the neck of the cotton-padded jacket.
Now, no one can solve it except him, not even by knife or fire. This girl should be relieved now, right?
"If you have anything, put it here. But you can't put it in front of outsiders. You have to keep it behind their backs. Do you understand?"
Cotton-padded jacket touched the small gourd and shook his head happily: "I know."
Very well behaved.
Siming's hands felt a little itchy and he wanted to rub the little fried hair.
He put his hands behind his back and clenched his fists: "Let's go."
The cotton-padded jacket followed Si Ming happily, with a little pink skirt, little leather shoes, a delicate little gourd, and a cute little face. She looked like a carefree little princess.
Of course, we have to ignore her still frizzy yellow hair.
After being depressed for three minutes, Jiang Zhou Zhou was revived with full health.
He went up to Mian'ao and asked, "Little Aozi, do you know that when you use a space tool, the stronger the ability, the larger the space you can see."
"Tell me, how big is the space you see?"
Mian'ao was in a good mood and was happy to talk to Zhou Zhou: "It's so big."
"What does "big, big, big" mean?
"It's really big, really big."
"How big is that?"
“It’s just so big.”
…
The special department is set up in the bustling city center of Jinghai City and is ostensibly a cleaning company.
A cleaning company located in the most luxurious, expensive and tallest commercial building in the city center.
The cotton-padded jacket tilted its head to look at the two huge words "clean" written on red cloth, hanging on the wall, and fluttering in the wind. He scratched his face, feeling that they were very valuable, and at the same time, that they were valuable in a very down-to-earth way.
Jiang Zhouzhou chuckled and said, "Little Coat, see? Isn't it very impressive, very conspicuous, and very special? Anyone who comes here will definitely see it at a glance."
Cotton-padded jacket glanced at Zhou Zhou and looked like a big fool.
Cotton-padded jacket quietly moved away from him to avoid being infected.
Jiang Zhouzhou didn't notice that Mian'ao disliked him at all, and he enthusiastically pulled Mian'ao upstairs.
"Come on, come on, I'll take you to broaden your horizons."
"Have you ever seen an elevator? Do you know what an elevator is? You've definitely never ridden one, have you?"
"You little country girl, you're finally here today."
"Brother, let me tell you, this building is so hard to come by, not to mention that a country bumpkin like you can't easily get in. Even many of the famous people in Jinghai City may not be able to get in. Just be happy."
"Do you know how tall this building is? A full fifty stories."
Jiang Zhou Zhou opened his big pig's trotter, stretched it in front of his cotton-padded jacket, and said with an extremely exaggerated expression.
Mian'ao looked at him with a puzzled look on his face, asking what kind of fool Zhou Zhou was. He didn't notice anything and was still showing off.
"Forget about seeing the 50th floor, have you ever even heard of it? I tell you, you can touch the clouds from the top of the building."
The corner of Mian'ao's mouth twitched. Are you stupid?
The little white eye rolled up silently: "Yours?"
Just brag if you want to, but you also put her down at the same time, how annoying.
Jiang Zhouzhou exclaimed: "Little Aozi, how did you know?"
The little face of the cotton-padded jacket was confused. What did you know? Did you know that this building is your home?
He glanced secretly at Siming.
Siming raised the corners of his mouth slightly and nodded.
Quilted jacket... excuse me.
Jiang Fafa, the real estate tycoon and wealthy man in Jinghai City, is Jiang Zhouzhou's father.
Jinghai City Commercial Center, the tallest commercial building, is truly his home.
"Hmph, not so good."
She has even seen skyscrapers with more than a hundred floors, country bumpkin.
Mian'ao didn't want to pay any attention to Jiang Zhouzhou anymore, so he followed Siming and went up to the top floor.
"Boss, you're back?"
The dark and thin boy came forward happily, ignoring Zhou Zhou's rolling eyes and the dwarf's cotton-padded jacket, and followed Si Ming to ask about his well-being.
"Boss, did the mission go smoothly?"
"You've worked hard, please sit down and take a rest."
"Have you had breakfast, Boss? I'll go get it for you."
"What do you want to eat, Boss? Wang Ji's steamed buns, or Li Ji's wontons? Zhou Ji's crystal dumplings are good too."
"Plop..." The cotton-padded jacket's saliva dripped out, and he quickly wiped it off with his sleeve, pretending nothing had happened.
Jiang Zhouzhou bared his teeth at the boy: "You lackey."
The lackey ignored Jiang Zhouzhou completely and just stayed close to Siming, following him around.
Siming glanced at him and said, "If you have to fart, just fart."
Sun Wukong is as cunning as a monkey, and every time he asks for favors, he always has something to ask for.
Sima Ming is really disgusted by the fact that he never changes his tricks.
The dark and thin boy, whose real name is Sun Wukong, is really domineering and down-to-earth.
He grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth, and was not embarrassed even when his purpose was exposed.
"Boss, you have a keen eye. My little trick can't be hidden from you at all."
"Boss, isn't this the mission I took on a few days ago? It's to relocate the ancestral grave of Mr. Chen, who runs an antique business."
"Everything was fine, but when we tried to cover the new grave, we couldn't get it to stay covered."
"Then I tried some methods, but not only did they not work, they even brought out ghosts in the house."
"That thing hasn't become popular yet, but somehow it's very powerful."
"Boss, I can't handle this."
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