The Adventures of My All-Rounder Wife

At this time, in the small garden of the manor.

The former commander of the nine teams, the Fool who is now the commander of the fourth team, held a pile of materials and handed it to Lu Mian respectfully.

Lu Mian flipped through two pages. She didn't wear a mask and voice changer this time, and said lightly, "Thank you."

Since Li Xinghan, the commander of the three teams, knew the true identities of her and Director Qi, the organization has no longer forced to hide their identities.

Her cool and beautiful side face made the four teams of Fool's hearts tremble.

Their deputy leader is so young and beautiful!

However, on the day of the general meeting, she fought with the leader, and the start was really ruthless.

The fourth team looked a little dumbfounded, and felt the gloomy look next to him. The Fool stood upside down on his back and immediately smiled, harmless and innocent.

Their leader is so young and strong!

No wonder he was so merciless when he challenged the second team before.

"No hard work, this is what I should do." He respectfully.

During the conversation between the three, after the two ink shadows sent Grant away, they ran to report to Xiao Qimo.

The four teams of Fools automatically retreated from one side.

"President Mo, the president of Country M and the prince of Emperor O are here, saying that they are looking for the death leader, and they have been driven away by his subordinates."

Lu Mian was looking through the documents, raised her eyes lazily, and sneered.

It's really fast.

Xiao Qimo nodded, he knew who the visitors were and knew their purpose.

"well done."

The two ink shadows were very puzzled. Looking at Master Mo's attitude, could it be that the leader of Death in their mouth was Master Mo?

Sure enough, Lord Mo was hanging, and even the presidents of other countries couldn't wait to flatter him.

The key point is that Lord Mo hasn't beaten them.

The Fool beside him had a slightly sluggish and shocked expression under his mask.

IEG's status in the world is impressive, and there are indeed many forces and organizations vying to win.

But it's not to such an extent...

Moreover, the leader came to Country M this time, isn't it just to attend the seminar?

Will rejecting them in this way affect your work?

The fool has ideas, but dare not say.

After Mo Ying silently praised their Master Mo one hundred and eighty times in his heart, he continued to report on the surface.

"Master Mo, they said that after the seminar, they would entertain the leader in the evening and arrange for many handsome men and beautiful women to accompany him."

"It seems that they have prepared a lot of projects in the evening..." another person added.

This word fell into Lu Mian's ears.

Handsome guys and beauties to accompany?

Quite a few items?

She pinched the paper with her fingers, and heard a hiss without exerting much effort.

The corner of the paper was torn off by her.

Everyone looked at her.

Lu Mian held the piece of paper with his fingers, and explained a little embarrassingly: "This paper is too thin."

Xiao Qimo raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyebrows seemed to be dyed with pleasure.

The four teams of Fools stepped forward and said in doubt: "This paper is not thin..."

The two ink shadows also took a look. It was indeed not thin, as if it were still special paper.

Lu Mian looked at The Fool blankly, stared at the innocent eyes under his mask, and smiled coldly.

"So like the position of Team Nine?"

The voice is not only cold, but also very decisive.

The four teams just promoted: ...? ? ?

The position he once gained by shaking hands, he must not be beaten back to his original shape because of his mouth.

The Fool immediately apologized, "Subordinates know their mistakes."

Next time you should print the document with a iron plate.

Xiao Qimo looked playful, his big palm lightly wrapped around Lu Mian's slender waist, and the magnetic voice leaned in her ears lowly: "The milk is expired? I didn't say to go to the banquet."

"expensive……"

Lu Mian's eyes were dark as night, and he randomly crumpled the paper in his hand into a ball of paper. With his bare hand raised, the ball of paper went into the trash can.

She laughed coldly.

She remembered the high level of country M.

Thinking like this in her heart, she calmly gave Xiao Qimo a sideways look, and spoke calmly.

"You go or not, just decide for yourself."

Xiao Qimo chuckled and shook his head. His wife had said so, it must be impossible for him to go!

But the Fool thoughtfully reminded: "Did they have other attempts? It might be better to go and see..."

Before he finished speaking, both eyes stared at him at the same time.

Xiao Qimo: If you want to die by yourself, don't bring me! Lao Tzu is the most savvy man at home!

Lu Mian: Well, it seems that the fourth team really likes the position of the ninth team.

The Fool looked dumbfounded, why are the two leaders so angry?

He didn't know what he said again. He only knew that after he inherited the position of the fourth team, the unlucky physique of the fourth team seemed to have been transmitted to him.

He immediately said with interest: "There is still something to do with your subordinates, please leave first."

After speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

The two ink shadows also returned to the gate.

It happened that Feng Ting and Si Kongjian came here.

Sikong saw that the four teams of Fools left, and he knew it in his heart.

"It seems that the leader of the **** of death is indeed here. The masked man is a unique symbol of IEG."

Feng Ting said.

The two came forward to Mo Ying.

"Two, let's visit the leader of the **** of death, can you please..."

Before Sikong finished speaking, Mo Ying asked without emotion, "Is there an appointment?"

"No."

"Excuse me, the host is not seeing guests today."

Seeing that Sikong was unhappy, Grant and the others had taken the lead. If they didn't see the leader again, they would definitely be at a disadvantage this afternoon.

Just as he frowned to think of a solution, he suddenly saw two familiar figures.

"Mianmian? Xiao Qimo?"

Both Sikong and Feng Ting were quite surprised, but they didn't expect to see them both in this place.

Sikongjian and Feng Ting greeted them separately.

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Mo Ying saw that the four of them knew each other, and Lord Mo showed no signs of stopping, so he put Feng Ting in.

In the living room.

The servant brought top-quality hand-ground coffee.

Xiao Qimo and Lu Mian were sitting on the main seat freely just like the master's.

This piety made Feng Ting and the other two more curious.

Feng Ting asked puzzledly: "Miss Lu, don't you want to see the death leader, how come you are here?"

"Yes, Mianmian, why are you here?" Sikong Jian also asked, and the servants here seemed to respect them.

Xiao Qimo took a sip of coffee.

"You guys, something?"

"It's something." Feng Ting pushed over a piece of information: "My people found out the ingredients of their No. 1 antidote. I wanted to give it to Lu Mian."

Lu Mian turned the page casually, and said lightly: "I have already got it, it's more detailed than you are."

"?"

Feng Ting was even more surprised. He knew Lu Mian's ability, but how could she get such state-level classified information?

However, this is not the time to pursue this matter, Feng Ting is even more worried about another matter.

"The most urgent thing right now is that Grant and the President of Country M have already met the head of death. I am worried..."

"Don't worry." Lu Mian tilted his head to look at Feng Ting, and shook his head firmly, "They didn't see it."

Feng Ting made a question mark.

"how do you know?"