Pokemon Era: From Pokemon Professor To Champion Superstar

The fat Meowth looked cute and adorable. She reached out and rubbed Meowth’s fat Doduo’s head: “It’s so soft and comfortable.

Meowth was furious. Damn it, someone was eating my tofu as soon as I came out. It was too much: "Move your hands, I'm going to go crazy!"

Ye Yun stood aside and raised his eyebrows: "We haven't seen each other for a few days. You have a good temper. Are you planning to leave me next time?"

Meowth looked pitiful for a moment, with tears in his eyes: "Master... I have nowhere to go." The arrogant look he had just now was gone, and he jumped to the ground. The chubby forelimbs hugged Bei Weiwei's legs: "You can touch it if you want, or hug it, I have no objection."

"Looking at the dishes? Meowth, are you very humane?" Ye Yun was a little shocked. This Meowth, call it stupid, but it's not stupid at all. His cunning little eyes were filled with tears.

He couldn't help but want to punch it.

Bei hugged Meowth slightly and said unbearably: "It's actually very cute, but I'm not familiar with it, so I won't let me touch it.

"Forget it, as your master, I won't argue with you anymore. You will stay on the sixth floor from now on, you know? Weiwei's department has just been established. If anyone dares to cause trouble here, you will beat him up. First After beating him, report back to me."

The entire sixth floor was reserved for Bei Weiwei. If something happened, he wouldn't be able to cover everything. With the Pokémon Meowth here, he would feel more at ease.

"Master, you mean you won't take me into the Poké Ball anymore? I can do whatever I want outside?" Meowth was so excited that his chubby face was trembling.

Duanmuxia held up the contract without saying a word and said, "I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language and think about it yourself."

Meowth purred like a tiger: "Master, look, I'm so cute and cute!"

Duanmu Xia narrowed her eyes: "Well, I won't bullshit you anymore, you will stay here and protect Weiwei, you know? If someone bullies her, you will beat him!"

Meowth waved his forelimbs in the air: "Ho ho ho, I'm the best at hammering. Master, leave this place to me. You can withdraw."

Bei Weiwei's face suddenly turned red, and she felt warm in her heart: "Thank you Duanmu Xia.

She felt very strange in her heart. Although it was only the second time she met Duanmu Xia, it felt like she had known her for many years.

Duanmuxia smiled: "Okay, okay, don't be so polite. If you really want to repay me, then make money for me and design a game well so that others won't doubt me. Cal doesn’t light up.”

Bei nodded slightly and heavily: "I will definitely do it, I won't let you down."

She looked at the boy in front of her who was obviously about the same age as her, but he had a maturity and stability that was beyond his age.

Fatty knocked on the glass door and walked in, holding a watch in his hand.

"The festival is coming soon, and Tianhen has been promoting it everywhere. Do you want to promote "Ghost Blowing Lantern" too?"

"No need." Ye Yun said seriously: "You don't have to come out about our publicity issues, I can do it."

Fatty was a little puzzled: "But boss, you are very busy, otherwise we should handle it."

"It's okay. You can familiarize Weiwei with the company's environment in the past few days, and let her and Yingbao get familiar with it. Our company's artists will definitely endorse our own company's games."

Fatty nodded and wrote down the things arranged by Ye Yun in his folder: "Then there's nothing else to do now. I'll go down and make arrangements."

"Wait a minute, book me a ticket to Kyoto." Ye Yun suddenly said.

Fatty was stunned for a moment: "What are you going to do in Kyoto?"

Ye Yun smiled: "It's time to go to Kyoto to see him, otherwise the old man will be nagging me behind my back again."

"Old man?" Reba was a little confused. Ye Yun seemed to have no parents or relatives.

Ye Yun replied: "Professor Oak Chen, my Teacher, I grew up in the Chen family, and the Chen family are my relatives."

In fact, it’s been a long time, and I almost forgot about Professor Oak Chen. Recently, when I saw Bei Weiwei, I suddenly remembered it.

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