Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

The tail sound of Xun Yin is very light, and it seems a bit sultry.

There was a smile on the corners of the eyebrows and eyes, but the smile only felt evil.

It was an evil spirit that knew the danger, but couldn't help being attracted by him.

"Little demon, what are you doing so looking at me?"

"Come here." Chu Zheng stretched out his hand.

Xun Yin stared at the plain white slender hand and pulled the corner of her lips: "Are you ordering me?"

Even the woman Xiaoyue didn't dare to talk to him like this.

The powerful monster was very dissatisfied.

This little demon is utterly demonless.

Chu Zheng retracted his hand, got up, and under Xun Yin's dangerous gaze, he overwhelmed him on the sofa.

You just come, let me come here!

If the mountain is not me, I am the mountain!

Xun Yin's pupils retracted: "Little demon, you..."

The latter words were blocked by Chuzheng.

The phone fell to the ground with a snap, and the clothes with intricate patterns fell to the ground, blocking the game interface on the phone that had not yet exited.

-

On the sofa, the two people were not dressed up, but there was no overly ambiguous picture.

Xun Yin was lying on his side, and Chu Zheng was lying beside him, with his head against his chest, his golden hair tangled with his ink hair.

Xun Yin picked up a strand of fingertips and twisted it gently.

He had seen so many monsters before, but there was no one that made him feel special.

Let alone make him emotional.

The little demon looked a little annoying, but from the bottom of his heart he was very happy for her approach...

Every time she touches or kisses, she can cause palpitations.

It seems to be a feeling from the depths of the soul.

So clear and profound.

Xun Yin put down that strand of hair.

"You'd better not touch the demon tower, little demon, don't die, I want to try to like you now."

Xun Yin felt that Chu Zheng hugged him and buried his face in his arms: "I won't die, I want to protect you."

When was Xun Yin being held by someone and said, ‘I still want to protect you’.

The tips of my heart trembled.

After searching for a while, he suffocated two words: "Problem."

Chu Zheng didn't make a sound for a while, and then pushed her to find that she seemed to be asleep.

Xun Yin couldn't help but smile: "I'm not afraid that I will kill you."

-

Zhong Liluo was wearing a small suit and bright leather shoes that could illuminate a figure. He stood in the corridor like a little prince.

But at this time the little prince looked a little anxious, and his white and tender face was almost wrinkled together.

"Don't worry, young master." Zhuang Ji squatted down.

"They are so fierce..." Zhong Liluo said: "I don't like them."

"...It's okay, I'm here."

"Brother Ji." Zhong Liluo grasped Zhuang Ji, as if putting all his hopes on Zhuang Ji.

Zhuang Ji took a deep breath.

Today is the company's shareholders meeting.

After Zhong Liluo's parents passed away, the only heir was Zhong Liluo, but Zhong Liluo was too young to attend such shareholder meetings.

I don't know why he was suddenly notified this time, saying that there was something very important and that Zhong Liluo needed to attend the meeting.

Zhuang Ji guessed what might have happened.

But he did not expect that this group of people would unite and want to swallow the entire company.

This group of people didn't even do any face-to-face skills, and forced them to be honest.

Also...

Now Zhong is away from home, leaving him and the young master.

The young master is still so young, in their eyes, he is also a half-year-old child.

What this group of people want to do is not doing what they want, and there is no need to cover up.

Although Zhong Liluo didn't quite understand, he also knew that the group of people were not at ease and did not agree.

Zhong Liluo disagreed. These people urged the company's employees to strike and resign, and all kinds of things were reported to Zhong Liluo.

The company fell into chaos within a few days.

Zhuang Ji is not very familiar with the company's affairs. He used to study at Zhongli's home, and all the things he learned were related to demons.

"Brother Ji..."

With a hazy face, Zhong Liluo saw Zhuang Ji writing at his desk, ran over and crawled on him: "Brother Ji, I have a nightmare."

Zhuang Ji put down his pen and asked patiently: "What nightmare did the young master do?"

"I dreamed that you were dead, a lot of blood..." Zhong Liluo clutched his sleeve: "Brother Ji, you won't die, right?"

Thinking of what happened last time, Zhuang Ji said solemnly: "Little Master, if one day I really die..."

"No, Brother Ji won't die." Zhong Liluo hugged him.

Zhuang Ji could not say the cruel words that followed.

He patted Zhong Liluo on the back: "Well, I will protect the young master."

Zhuang Ji put Zhong Liluo to sleep, put the person back into the bedroom, returned to the bookcase, looked at these almost incomprehensible documents, and rubbed his forehead.

What should I do……

After losing the company, what should the young master do in the future?

Zhuang Ji didn't close his eyes for several days, and his whole person was a little erratic.

"Zhuang Ji!"

Zhuang Ji turned his head and looked, Yu Su, dressed up as a gangster, waved at him.

There was an expensive luxury car parked next to him, which formed a strange contrast with his cheap dress.

"Mr. Yu." Zhuang Ji maintained aristocratic etiquette.

"Just call it by name. Mr. What is called is very awkward." Yu Su waved his hand: "I heard that something happened to your company?"

"..."

Yu Su handed over a card: "The boss said that if you agree to talk about the demon tower and the company, she will help you solve it."

Yu Su didn't care about Zhuang Ji's reaction, and directly stuffed him.

"I have something to do. Let's go first. If you think about it, just call the number above."

-

Chuzheng wasn't sure that Zhuang Ji would call him. After all, Zhuang Ji and Zhong Liluo were both minors, and they had different ideas from ordinary people.

Who knows if they will be desperate.

But within two days, Chu Zheng received a call from Zhuang Ji.

There was wind on the phone, loud and noisy, like running alone on a busy street.

Zhuang Ji's voice, along with those wind noises, came anxiously and brokenly: "Save the young master, demon tower, I will talk to you."

"position."

Zhuang Ji reported a position very quickly.

Chuzheng hung up the phone and was about to go out. Suddenly Xunyin's door opened: "Where are you going?"

"Get out."

"I want to go too."

"I'll return soon……"

"I want to go out and have a look. If you don't take me, then let me go out alone..."

Chu Zheng raised his hand: "Keep up."

Xun Yin followed contentedly, Chuzheng wanted him to change his clothes, but for so many days, Xun Yin hadn't touched the clothes she prepared, so he didn't like it.

When someone saw it, at most they thought it was filming.

"Who are you going to save?"

"Did you hear it?" He could hear it all across the room, can you hear it?

"Little demon, I have good hearing."

Chuzheng feels that when he seeks to call himself a little demon, he has a little more charm.

Like a very special nickname.

But looking closely at his expression, it was still the evil smile, and the evil was hidden in his pair of ink pupils.

"Save the kid, you be quiet."