People In Conan: Started Becoming A Demonic Guardian

"Okay, remember your great achievements, and when you completely break through the fourth-generation communication technology, I will give you a celebration wine!"

"Don't don't, don't help it, Yamaguchi will eat me." Chaki Chiaki's face suddenly looked embarrassed, he just got a little carried away, and almost forgot that this company also has a mountain pass stone tree.

"Listen to me, if he dares to trouble you, you just say that I said it, and I'm still in charge here." Fujiwara patted his chest for the rest of his life and gave Chiaki Chaki a firm look.

"Thank you, President!" Chiaki Chaki immediately clasped his fists with both hands and gave Fujiwara Yusheng a salute, and the corners of Fujiwara's mouth raised silently, "You really have a problem." "

The president will have a discerning eye, sooner or later." Chaki Qianming buried his head down, he knew that his opportunity had come, just this time, Dapeng rose with the wind one day and soared to 90,000 miles.

"Hahaha, okay, follow me in the future, rest assured, I'm not the kind of person who crosses the river and demolishes bridges, unloads mills and kills donkeys, do it well." Fujiwara Yusheng walked up to Chiaki Chaki, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly.

At this moment, an infinite heroic temperament emerged from him.

Ambition, Akai Shuichi said, what he saw in Fujiwara for the rest of his life was ambition or ambition.

If Yamaguchi Ishiki was present, he would definitely be relieved to go up in tears and want Fujiwara to kick him for the rest of his life, looking for the feeling of the past.

The rest of Fujiwara's life at this moment is very similar to the original Fujiwara Masao, that is, Fujiwara's father for the rest of his life.

Feeling the breath of the superior people around Fujiwara Yusheng, Chaki Chiaki immediately felt happy in his heart, and half-knelt on the ground, "I swear to swear to the ground for the young master's liver and brain, and I will not give up!" "

Get up." Fujiwara flicked his hands for the rest of his life, learning the kind of costume drama he had seen in his previous life, and he came here like this.

This kind of modern experience has some ancient communication rules, which is a little awkward, but it is very cool.

Gray Yuan Wai is face is dull, why did this person kneel, and why is he called the young lord of the rest of his life, what is the word for the young master?

Fujiwara Yusheng led the somewhat confused Gray Plains Ai all the way to follow Chiaki Chaki into the research room.

It was very busy inside, and everyone stayed at their posts intently, observing the data motionlessly.

Someone is making a technical breakthrough for the new model, and the 10,000 units that have just been tested have been sent out before this technology has been installed.

When the time comes, you have to take it back to help them reload, or just let them buy it again.

Gray Plains Wai took a turn, it was fully equipped, and there was a huge server in the corner that supported computing. The criss-crossing data lines are buried underneath, and they don't know where they lead.

The technicians with blue notebooks ran back and forth, not bothering to greet everyone.

Fujiwara looked at this thriving scene for the rest of his life, and suddenly felt that there was still hope for the future, and he was finally on the right track.

"What do you think, President?"

"I'm satisfied."

The experiment records next to him were full, and Ash Hara only glanced at it slightly, and then pulled the hem of Fujiwara's clothes for the rest of his life and said, "Why don't you give this data to Hiroki Sawada?" "

Yes, you can give this to Hiroki Sawada.

Fujiwara immediately asked for a data backup, and then said that he wanted to surprise Chiaki Chaki's project.

Of course, Chiaki Chaki has nothing to say, everything in the consortium is Fujiwara's for the rest of his life, everything.

Isn't it for the rest of Fujiwara's life that they are working so hard, this one is in charge, and they can see the future, and the idea is very novel.

"The president will allow me to say something offensive, and I'll wait and see."

"Wait." Fujiwara Yusheng chuckled, this data was put in the hands of Hiroki Sawada, and he didn't know what kind of chemical reaction would happen.

As soon as he left the research room, Yamaguchi Shishu learned the information and hurriedly rushed over, he was holding a cane in his hand, but he walked like a fly, as if the crutches were just an ornament.

"Grandpa Shishu, why are you on crutches?"

"I'm old, and my bones are useless." Yamaguchi Ishiki looked at Fujiwara with a smile and looked at the rest of his life, the more he watched, the happier he became.

Don't... Just now, I guess you can fly three meters in one step.

"Why didn't you inform me when you brought the old lady here today."

"Come on, it's too old to call her that, let's call her young grandma."

When Yamaguchi Shishu heard this, his eyes lit up, and his cloudy eyes suddenly opened, "Young Master, you know everything?" "

Seven-seven-eight-eight."

"The young master still doesn't know." Yamaguchi Shishu happily stroked his short goatee, leaned on crutches with one hand, and then leaned sideways, "Young master, please come here."

Fujiwara Yusheng nodded, and then led the gray plain who could no longer speak, and followed Yamaguchi Shishu.

They came to the door of an inconspicuous room next to the previous conference room.

"Young master, do you know where this is?"

Fujiwara Yusheng frowned and shook his head, "Could it be my parents' place?"

Yamaguchi Ishiki nodded with a smile, but he didn't expect Fujiwara to be quite smart for the rest of his life, and his head turned quickly.

Fujiwara Yusei and Ashbara walked into the room, which was refreshed and filled with the scent of lavender.

"The old lady liked lavender the most when she was alive, and the old man relied on her." Yamaguchi Shishu reached out and opened the curtains, and a bag of lavender flower seeds was placed on the balcony behind him.

Gray Yuan looked at this room curiously, there was a nail on the wall inside, it should be a painting.

There was a fish tank next to it, with a shallow layer of water inside, and a turtle lying next to the stone.

"This turtle was raised by the old man when he was alive."

Fujiwara stared at the bubble-spitting turtle for the rest of his life, which was probably older than him, or about the same.

Gray Yuan Wai has given up thinking. The conversation between Fujiwara Yusheng and Yamaguchi Ishiki, she didn't understand at all.

It's too retro, and sometimes I speak Chinese.

Fujiwara paced to the table against the wall, and there was a table in the room, with a large leather sofa on the left and a slightly smaller chair on the right.

"My lord used to handle official business here, but then he went back to China, and he hasn't been here for a long time."

Yamaguchi Shiki said, tears fell down with tears rinsed, Fujiwara didn't say anything for the rest of his life, it is common for people to like to be sad when they are old.

Fujiwara sat down in a chair and felt the feeling of this leather sofa, and some fragments flashed through his mind, he had been here before.

In a flash, his gaze was only at the height of the bottom of the table, and at that time he was probably still a little bit, probably not more than three years old.

After more than ten years, I went to Huaguo, and then returned to Neon later, and some memories in the middle completely disappeared.

There is not one memory he has recovered over the years, and the last time he was emotionally affected was when Sun Tianhao broke the black news with him.