The emperor who came from the other world was very arrogant. "What kind of hidden weapon is this...
Not surprisingly, the humanoid system was caught.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Miss Pu stopped pretending to be dead and wanted to run away.
Unfortunately, her body is made of flesh and blood after all. The knife she blocked for me just now in order to use the self-torture tactic was right on her heart. Now she has lost too much blood and can't even stand up.
Besides, the "Ba" team surrounding her was not only protecting me, but also watching over her. If she moved, she would be caught on the spot.
At this moment, the system's mechanical sound rang out. Its entire body was now covered by a special giant net, and it couldn't even move its eyelids. It didn't know where the sound came from.
[Why? I have calculated that even if we use a helicopter, rescue can only arrive in 20 minutes at the earliest.]
I stood up and smiled. "It seems that you are just like your host. All you can think about is how to prove my love for her."
"If you pay a little attention, you will know that our first reunion was at my company's 'Flying Car Conference'."
Miss Pu suddenly opened her eyes wide, began to struggle again, and looked at me with real hatred.
Unfortunately, I won't give her another chance to [awaken].
I took the handkerchief from the assistant, slowly wiped the blood off my hands, and watched them being taken to the car bound for the research institute.
"Goodbye, fiancée."
…
The humanoid system was sent to a special department for expedited research.
The ability to affect memory is truly terrifying, and we must find a way to deal with it as soon as possible.
The existence of the system blurred everyone's memory of the attackers, until my memory was restored, and their memories were restored along with it.
The memories of the attackers who had failed before, such as Jiang Qingshu, Programmer Ghost, K and others, were not affected.
To this end, I arranged shifts for them and added a task to ask my assistant about my condition every day, so as to ensure that I was as awake as possible until a device to prevent memory fuzziness was developed.
The "Ba" team is the most confused during this period. In their memory, this team was established specifically for me, with full authority to handle cases related to me and protect my safety. But when asked why, they can't remember.
These days, the person in charge of information management in their team has been going through all the files in order to find out the truth that is vaguely remembered.
This time it was probably because the attacker had used some memory-altering techniques, so after the attack failed, everyone's memory of Miss Pu became blurred. Only by trying hard to recall it could they remember it. It seemed as if a gorgeous red rose had passed by like a shooting star and then disappeared.
In comparison, those families that were "bankrupted" for provoking Miss Pu had a deeper impression of her, but this "deep" impression happened to be reflected in me.
Now, among the families arrested in prison, there is a legend circulating:
The legendary president is extremely domineering. Anyone in the circle who dares to commit a crime or use dirty means will offend his eyes and will be sent to prison.
The domineering president also has a catchphrase: The weather is getting cold, let the X family go bankrupt.
…
I returned to the company. So far, Miss Pu’s problem has been basically resolved, but there is still one last thing to do.
"Secretary General, have you sorted out the cause of the collective diarrhea in the Life Secretary Department?"
The Secretary General quickly handed me the information.
Because I manage so many companies, my subordinates will summarize the main points of the report in one to three sentences on the first page of the report.
I took the information and looked at it. It was written on the cover:
The reason for collective diarrhea in the Secretary Department: eating too much oily fish.
A general term for oilfish, spiny-scaled snake mackerel and heterotrophic snake mackerel.
It has another name: gay happy fish.
Because more than 40% of the weight of oily fish is wax esters, which cannot be digested and absorbed by the human body and will irritate the intestines and cause diarrhea. The worst thing is that wax esters will continuously flow out of the vagina. After eating oily fish, if you want to move normally, you must wear diapers.
I looked at the Secretary-General in disbelief and turned to the report to read the rest of the content.
After the humanoid system tampered with the memory of the Human Resources Department and joined the company, it invited all members of the Life Secretary Department to have a seafood feast.
As luck would have it, oil fish and cod are similar in appearance, and it is even more difficult to distinguish them after slicing.
So everyone in the personal secretary department, from top to bottom, was forced to recall the days when they wore diapers.
The good news is that oily fish is harmless to the human body and can be excreted in about half an hour to two days.
The bad news is that I noticed that Secretary No. 10's walking posture was not right, and I felt that the oil fish might have opened the door to a new world for him.
I pinched the bridge of my nose with a headache, "It's considered a work injury, and this month's bonus will be doubled."
After sending the secretary general away, I called the assistant and said, "This month, the company is giving out benefits. Let each employee receive a box of cod and a box of salmon. Tell them to make sure they know the difference between cod and salmon!"
I don’t want my employees to be working with their upper bodies facing the computer and their lower bodies facing diapers.
It’s such a terrifying area. I don’t even want to set foot in it just by thinking about it.
"Okay, President."
The assistant responded, arranged it on the smart computer, and after processing it, he returned to my side quietly.
Yu Guangzhong saw his profile, which was covered with a layer of light gold by the golden sunlight of late summer.
My heart moved, I turned around and saw his hand.
The fingers are long and the nails are neatly trimmed and clean. When the fingers move, the meridians on the back of the hand are slightly stretched.
The sun was very bright today, making his hands seem to be glowing.
What beautiful hands.
It turned out to be this one.
"What are the plans, President?"
The assistant noticed my gaze and looked towards me.
I smiled, took out a gift box from the drawer and handed it to him.
"Open."
The assistant opened it as I asked, and inside was the pair of gloves I had photographed. He looked at me with a surprised smile, "Boss, what is this?"
My eyes returned to the file.
Today's vision is a bit dazzling.
“That’s another price.”
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Today at the company, I suddenly received a call from home.
The butler's voice fluctuated slightly, "Sir, your family may need you to come back and take a look."
The butler has seen all kinds of storms, and it must be difficult to deal with the situation that could cause his voice to fluctuate.
I went home immediately.
In the living room, a man dressed in a dragon robe was sitting in the middle of the sofa with a majestic posture. He had the look of an emperor, and his domineering aura overwhelmed the entire living room.
The living room is a mess.
My antique vase is broken.
My treasured painting is broken.
My flawless jade is damaged.
The butler and bodyguards surrounded him vigilantly, but he ignored them and looked down on the world.
This kind of expression and posture would make anyone want a beating, but on him, it seemed normal, as if he was supposed to be that way.
Everyone made way for me, and I walked slowly forward and looked him in the eye.
He looked me up and down, then suddenly smiled and said, "Are you the owner of this place?"
"Yes, who are you?"
"Sit down." The man pointed to the chair in front of him and motioned me to sit down. He seemed to want to be the master of this house more than I did.
Seeing me sit down, he showed a hint of satisfaction in his eyes and said slowly, "I come from another world."
"emperor?"
He picked up his teacup. "That's obvious."
"Why do you think you're from another world, and not hundreds of years ago?"
He raised an eyebrow, "Smart."
The next moment my eyes blurred, I looked carefully, he was still holding the teacup, about to drink tea, and my ears were slightly depressed, I reached out and touched it, and plucked a flower of everlasting life.
He looked at me, his eyes showing undisguised aggression, "Beauty with flowers makes it even more beautiful."
It is both a provocation and a threat.
I played with the flower on my fingertips, "What is this? Teleport?"
"According to your words, this is called martial arts." He raised his eyes to look at me, his gaze full of meaning, "When it reaches the highest level, even the flying flowers and plucking leaves can hurt people."
I exclaimed, "It's amazing! This kind of martial arts only exists in our imagination."
He suddenly grabbed my wrist and I didn't struggle.
After a while, he withdrew his hand, "Your bodies are very weak. As the owner of this place, you don't even have any skills to protect yourself."
There was a glimmer of ambition in his eyes.
I laughed and said, "Just because I don't have it doesn't mean that no one else in the world has it either."
He shook his head. "No, a person's identity cannot deceive others. If I'm not mistaken, your social status is very high, even the highest."
His eyes swept across the Jade Head, my bodyguards and servants, and finally stopped at me. He said to himself, "For someone like you, if the guards around you don't have any internal strength and your fighting skills are only these three or two moves, there is a high probability that no one in this world knows martial arts."
I can sort of follow his reasoning.
But unfortunately, the social system of monarchy is not suitable for this world.
Perhaps for an emperor, it is unimaginable that there will be a world after the emperor is overthrown.
Just like now, the ambition in his eyes revealed that he was already considering how to become emperor in this world.
After all, in his opinion, for him who possesses inner strength, dealing with weak people like us who have no inner strength is like a wolf among a flock of sheep.
It just so happened that he thought that I, who was in front of him, was an extremely fat leader.
Facing his subtle display of force and strategy, I asked, "So, you also know the Ice Palm, the Fiery Palm, and the like?"
He thought for a moment, "Are you talking about the Ice Sword Intention and the Blazing Flame Palm?"
"Well, it can change the temperature anyway."
He said proudly, "Of course."
I smiled slightly, "So, you destroyed all my things?"
He apologized, but there was no apology at all, and it even sounded a little threatening. "I'm sorry, but I just arrived here and your servant threatened me. I was just protecting myself."
I smiled, then suddenly my face turned cold.
"Catch him!"
Gunshots rang out.
He stood up suddenly and tried to dodge, but a person's speed was faster than a bullet.
Until he fell down, he still hadn't figured it out, "What kind of hidden weapon is this? It's so fast..."
The "Ba" team tied the man up. In order to prevent his magical martial arts from allowing him to escape from prison, they wrapped him in layer upon layer, making him look like a rice dumpling.
Fortunately, I took into account the possibility of the attacker appearing before coming here and informed the "Ba" team in advance, otherwise I would not be able to catch the creditor for my losses for a while.
I took the disinfectant wipes handed to me by my assistant, wiped the wrist he had touched, stepped on his arm, and sneered, "You owe me a total of 230 million."
"I am a very democratic businessman. The way to repay you is to use your Ice Sword Intent to make ice, or use your Fiery Palm to grill meat. You can choose for yourself."
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