The brutal and painful screams suddenly stopped not long after.

It wasn't a fade-out, but it stopped suddenly and without warning... Zhong Luochen's expression changed, and he looked at the time, only to realize that he had been standing like this for more than an hour.

The slight numbness in his legs also proved that he had indeed been standing for some time.

The door slowly opened, and 24's messy hair first caught Zhong Luochen's eyes. There was no other expression on his face other than indifference, or even more ruthless than the doctor who came out of the operating room. He wrote lightly: "Failure..."

… Come back to me when you’re ready for the next material.”

Zhong Luochen frowned imperceptibly, and 24 walked past him yawning. After that, the second young master of the Zhong family took a deep breath and strode into the glass house.

I saw the crazy homeless man who was found from outside squatting on the ground like a frog. His eyes were like a frog, turning around irregularly, and his throat was making weird sounds that were not human.

Voice.

A chill gradually spread behind his back.

But at this moment, the homeless man who no longer looked like a human suddenly reached out and grabbed his tongue and pulled it hard. His eyes began to move even more crazily, as if he was in a state of excitement.

Finally...the tongue was pulled out.

Zhong Luochen took half a step back. The smell of blood in the air made his body react a little... He walked out of the room, and right at the door, he bent down and... vomited.

"Second Young Master, Second Young Master! Are you okay?"

Seeing this, the employees in charge of security rushed forward.

Zhong Luo went but stretched out his hand to stop others from supporting him, and slowly straightened up, "I'm fine... Just clean up the things inside."

Several people looked at each other, and then nodded. One person walked in bravely, and immediately took a breath and felt his stomach surging. When he walked out with a pale face, Zhong Luochen had already left here.

.

…

…

Two days passed peacefully.

Song Ying, who was working in a temporarily empty office on a certain floor of an office building owned by the Zhang family, received the expected message from Mr. House.

Future cooperation on new drugs will be fully handled by Jimmy, Mr. House's assistant, and Jimmy will also visit in person today.

Regarding the preliminary opinions on cooperation, the negotiation went very smoothly. On the premise that the new drug has huge prospects and profits, Jimmy, on behalf of Mr. House, signed the preliminary cooperation contract quite happily.

"Nice to meet you, Miss Song." After a whole morning of negotiation, this young talent had a charming smile on his face and wanted to invite Song Ying to have lunch. "Ms. Song should just come to the local area."

Soon? Can you please let me introduce you to the local food?"

There is no way of rejecting the other party's invitation just after signing a temporary cooperation contract. Moreover, Song Ying could not find a reason to refuse such social behavior, so she had no choice but to agree.

She is not very afraid that offending Mr. House's assistant will cause problems in future cooperation... If Mr. House is not a fool, he will naturally understand the value of these new drugs owned by the Song family.

These medicines were developed by Mr. Blind, a strange man in the world, in a pharmaceutical company invested by the Song family.

The soldiers from the Song family village often went to dangerous battlefields and even participated in the wars of some countries as mercenaries. The death rate has always been very high. It was not until the agent's pharmaceutical factory began to develop various life-saving drugs that this number reached

dropped.

The several new drugs selected this time are only in the middle of the pack among the many R&D products of the Song family's private pharmaceutical factory. Those truly high-end drugs often cost tens of millions of dollars to produce per unit, so they are naturally not suitable.

It is suitable for large-scale production, and the production itself is also very difficult.

Last year, only a few special 'health pills' were produced, but they were taken away by my father. But this was Mr. Blind's intention, and they were given to Luo Qiu...that level of 'health pills'

Song Ying has only eaten two pills, so she knows how precious it is.

It's not that the Song family is reluctant to let their descendants use this special medicine, but it's just that you can't take too much of it, because taking too much will be bad.

Song Ying herself has personally experienced the wonders of various new drugs from the Song Family Private Pharmaceutical Factory, so she has full confidence in these drugs.

"Then I'll go change my clothes."

Leaving Jimmy waiting in the reception room, Song Ying returned to the temporary office, flipping up her hair as if thinking about something... Then Song Ying picked up the phone as if she had made some decision.

…

"Don't you want to go out today?"

In front of the dressing table, after combing Luo Ya's hair straight and smooth, Luo Qiu gently pressed her shoulders, leaned down and asked softly.

Luo Qiu didn't speak, he just raised his head and blinked, but the message was enough... Luo Qiu smiled slightly, knowing that Luo Qiu was not in good spirits.

She is not lethargic, she just wakes up for a short time every day and falls asleep most of the time... This is not a physical problem. On the contrary, her physical condition is quite good. Although she has lost her strength, her physical strength alone is

Quite scary.

When the girl was awake and experimenting, she could easily crush the diamond into pieces with just her fingers.

"are you sleepy."

Luo Ya nodded, then turned around, hugged Luo Qiu's waist, and lay down comfortably. Luo Qiu reached out and stroked the back of her head, as if to comfort her.

"Mianmian."

Not long after, the girl's breathing became calmer, and Luo Qiu called out softly. In the air, a pink pillow suddenly jumped out, and her limbs spread out, except that there were no special effects like little stars being released around her.

"Take care of her."

"Okay, Master!"

Mianmian's body instantly swelled to the size of a bed. Luo Qiu picked up Luo Ya and placed her on Mianmian's body before walking out of the room.

Outside the door, the maid stood quietly holding hands with each other. Luo Qiu smiled slightly and said, "It seems that Luo Ya can't eat the lunch you made again today."

The maid said softly: "Master, don't you plan to solve the problem of Miss Luo Ya's sleeping problem?"

Basically, the maid lady can easily understand her master's meaning, but only in her attitude towards Luo Ya, the thoughtful maid lady is also a little unsure.

Luo Qiu shook his head, "It's not that I haven't thought about it, I just don't know why. I feel it would be better to just let nature take its course... It's just intuition or something like that."

As he spoke, Luo Qiu walked towards Luoxiao, followed by the maid, "Master's protagonists are always accurate."

Luo Qiu said casually: "Maybe this is the only advantage I have... By the way, how is the design?"

"Everything goes well." Youye thought and said, "Probably before the master leaves, the world over there will be officially launched."

Since everything goes smoothly, there is no problem. Boss Luo has never had any doubts about the maid's ability to work.

Luo Qiu joked: "After it is officially launched, I may not be able to get rid of my identity as a useless person."

The maid lady could understand the meaning of her master's words... Since Chen Mingming, the club has not officially opened for business for a long time. This kind of interval has almost never happened before. Even Luo Qiu's last personal vacation was to let go.

He gave authority to You Ye to act as temporary acting store manager.

The maid service club has been around for more than three hundred years, and there are already some speculations about its current status.

In just one year, the new owner seems to have more control over the store than when he took office...

"The master doesn't plan to accept retail investors?"

"That's not true." Luo Qiu shook his head, "It's just not as urgent as before. What, do you like the way it was before better?"

The maid suddenly leaned her head lightly on Luo Qiu's body and whispered softly: "Youye doesn't have to teach Master anything now."

"Dance with me."

With that said, the entire lobby began to serve Luo Qiu. Along with the music of the old record player, the figures of the master and maid began to swing slowly in the lobby.

You Ye remembered that when it first started, the new owner didn't understand anything, but he was also so leisurely... There is no difference between now and before.

Such a thing as time.

It was just the sound of a text message that finally interrupted the master and servant just as the song was about to end. Luo Qiu glanced at the content of the message and looked thoughtful.

"Maybe you don't have to cook lunch for me."

The maid opened her mouth slightly.

Luo Qiu raised his cell phone, and there was a text message from Song Ying on it.

"Master plans to go?"

Luo Qiu nodded and said thoughtfully: "Don't you think it's a little strange that dimensional observers appear one after another?"

"Then I'll prepare clothes for you."

…

…

The restaurant is located in a private club. The owner is a chef who came back from France and is a three-star Michelin chef. The guests who come here are naturally celebrities.

Luo Qiu's appearance did not alarm the security guards in front of the club, but arrived at the agreed waiting place five minutes early according to time.

But when I arrived, I already saw a woman wearing a suit and skirt, standing with a suit of clothes in her arms.

When the woman saw Luo Qiu, she was startled for a moment, then walked up steadily and said, "Hello, Master Qiu."

"Hello...have we met?" Luo Qiu asked curiously.

The woman Li Guo smiled lightly, blinked and said: "Master Qiu, I am from the village, and I am in the same class as Gan Hong, but I studied business management... Just call me Ziyun."

"Did Song Ying ask you to wait for me?" Luo Qiu nodded as a greeting.
To be continued...