I Wish Mo All the Best

Mr. Qian told him about the bet.

"...That's what happened. Our little Biaozi lost, but I won."

"Master, my name is not Xiao Biaozi." He protested seriously +3

Still didn't hear anything.

"To celebrate Xiao Biaozi meeting his opponent in chess, my wife, let's go for a drive tonight. I know the scenery is great, but there's no one around. Let's test the new car, shall we?" Xiaoqiang smiled meaningfully and implicitly.

"Master, do you want to test the car, or test the car's earthquake resistance?" The apprentice, who had been ignored many times, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Why are you testing a new car? Bah, you just want the car to be so vibrating, right?

I heard it this time.

The master turned his head and said to her seriously.

"Don't talk while eating."

"?!!!" Didn't you guys give her nicknames first, and then use the fact that she lost to Mo's mysterious girlfriend as a talking point?

"Honey, go ahead, go ahead~" The man who had just finished training the naughty child continued to turn his head and sneer at his wife.

"Master! You also spoke!" The bullied little Biaozi protested.

"Eat without talking and sleep without talking, just eat meat." Mr. Qian, who was watching the theater, took some vegetables to his apprentice.

The apprentice held the meat in her mouth and looked numbly at the man and woman opposite who were frantically spreading dog food. She felt that she should not be sitting here.

After dinner, the apprentice stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, watching his master in a good mood carrying water to clean the car. From the undisguised smile on his face, it was not difficult to imagine that the master must have promised him some "benefits". ".

The wind trot parked in the yard may have to withstand a violent storm tonight.

Standing in the yard of Mr. Qian's house and looking forward, the two-story villa in front is the home of Yu Changmo's parents.

The people who can live in this courtyard are not ordinary people. Yu Changmo will definitely not know that there are people who have been watching him silently for many years without him knowing.

His life is very regular between two o'clock and one line. He usually trains and goes home during holidays, and there is no entertainment at all.

Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the master who was whistling and wiping the car in the yard. The master seemed to be doing the same thing.

She once thought that one day she would live in a house like this, guarding a family-loving man, carrying a bucket of water during her breaks, and living an ordinary life.

The fragrant milk tea appeared out of thin air. She turned around and saw the master standing next to her. He took the cup and took a sip. She was sure that it tasted very bad. The master brewed it himself.

The chef is also a legend. He has been married for more than ten years and still cannot cook. Recently, he has deteriorated to the point where making milk tea is hard to drink.

"Master, why did I lose?"

"Not strong enough." Mr. Qian himself was holding a cup of milk tea, took a sip, and put it on the table in disgust. There was too much tea, bah.

"But you are so powerful. You personally brought me here. I also have special abilities. Why would you lose to a peer?"

"It's not scary to lose. What's scary is not admitting it after losing. Let's face reality."

"Then tell me who she is, and I want to compete with her again."

It doesn’t matter if your charm in attracting men is not as good as others. How can you lose to others even in the profession you are most proud of? I don’t accept it!

"You want to win so much?" Mr. Qian gave a wicked smile.

The apprentice didn't know that he was about to step on a thunderbolt, so he nodded like a fool.

"The answer is on the third row of my bookcase, go ahead."

The apprentice couldn't wait to go upstairs and rush to the study.

Mr. Qian shook his head. If he didn't admit defeat, it meant he was still young.

Two minutes later, the apprentice burst into tears looking at the copy of "Even If You Fail, Still Take One Step Forward" in his hand.

Master, are you kidding me?

Yeah?

...

I went downstairs to find the master, but all I saw was the exhaust fumes from his car. The couple went to test the car's earthquake resistance.

dei, just to play with you~

In the car, Yu Minglang asked Mr. Qian.

"Little Biaozi is stimulated."

"If you don't endure some hardships when you are young, are you waiting to become mediocre when you grow old? It's exciting."

Manager Qian recalled the videos of Qianmo handling the case, and Yu Yinuo sent them to her.

After watching it, I had the feeling that Bureau Chen would be happy to death.

The way of thinking and the professional way to deal with problems are like a replica of Chen Ju. Qianmo's beating of Xiao Biaozi is entirely due to her excellent eyesight and strong logical thinking. In comparison, Xiao Biaozi is a little too dependent on her. Innate skills.

Regarding the fact that the real murderer was a minor, both children were in trouble, and two young people with great potential were killed by the minors.

Mr. Qian and Chen Meng talked on the phone, and they both agreed that it was not necessarily a bad thing that the group annihilation incident occurred at this time.

Young people who are too successful are easily irritated and have some experience of failure, which will be better for their future development - provided that they can understand their own shortcomings and look at the virtues of their apprentices... Tsk tsk, I haven't understood it at all, and I'm still... Then don't accept reality.

"I especially look forward to them giving me more stimulation in the future." Mr. Qian is looking forward to the growth of young people. I don't know where these two children will go in the future. I'm looking forward to it.

"Well, let's do something more exciting later." Yu Minglang's eyes seemed to be cramped, and he winked hard.

Then, without any suspense, his ears were twisted by his wife.

"Hey, I'm driving, please pay attention to safety... Chen Xiaoqian, I'm warning you, if you continue to ignore my face like this and touch me anytime, anywhere, I'm going to really do it!"

Although he is fierce in appearance and soft in heart, Mr. Qian is not afraid of him at all.

"Oh, please start showing your true self."

"Daughter-in-law, don't break your delicate fingers. I feel so bad..." Yu Minglang said glibly.

She was so thick-skinned that Mr. Qian rolled her eyes.

What is moral integrity?

It doesn't exist at all.

...

It was night, Qianmo was sitting in front of his computer, editing an email repeatedly.

There were only more than a hundred words in it. She revised it several times. After making sure there were no problems, she took a deep breath and clicked send.

She sent this email to her master Chen Meng.

I hope the master's email address is still this. I don't know if the master can reply. I also know that the reply may be very slim. After all, the master is in an important position and is very busy. The most direct way to deal with such unfamiliar emails is to directly Delete.

Maybe the master won't look at it directly at all, it's all done by the secretary.

But no matter what, Qianmo still took this step.

After burping after eating at Xiaohei's house, Qianmo drank the appetizer drink he handed over and secretly made up her mind that she could not waste any more time.

As the saying goes, eating people's mouth is short of grabbing people's hands. Xiao Hei is so good, she has to speed up the treatment progress.

It was time to find foreign help. Qianmo thought about it. Among the domestically skilled psychiatrists, she could only trust her master.

Even if the master may not reply to her, she still has to give it a try. For Xiao Hei, she must work hard and give it a try.