Former Cannon Fodder's Self-help Manual

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Outside, the sky was clear and fresh, and the scenery was just right. The light rain was pattering, and the ground was splashed with water. The refreshing and refreshing breath floated in from the cracks of the window, washing away the greasy trotter's feet in the house.

Xia Changhan vomited for a while, his stomach was completely emptied, and his nausea disappeared.

The fresh air that happened to float in completely moisturized her internal organs.

Sure enough, there is no scumbag in the world, peaceful and quiet.

She walked around on the floor with her bare feet, vomiting, her stomach was a little uncomfortable, and she couldn't sit still.

Xia Changhan's wry eyes turned around, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were a little deep.

She stretched out her hand to touch on the sofa, took out the phone from the gap, slashed the screen, and smiled more.

This time the airdrop came, the mobile phone equipped in the bureau has a good storage function, and it can record so many at once.

The fingers that haven't recovered do not affect the touch screen operation, Xia Changhan pressed a few times, and a recording was tuned out.

There was the voice of the scumbag Qinghe, from banging the door to the two tit-for-tat, every word, no omission.

In fact, Xia Changhan was unintentional.

The thing about music, written on paper, was never understood by the ears. From the moment the inspiration burst that day, besides recording the music score, she also made more preparations. As long as she could hum and sing into a paragraph, Just use the phone to record.

She intends to wait for her hands to recover from yesterday, combined with the music score, and then listen to the unvoiced tone, so that it will not be too difficult to find the tune.

Unexpectedly, today this recording function is just for the scumbag.

The moment the system called the police, she just hummed a short complete syllable.

The system was shocked, coupled with the early warning of the scumbag, Xia Changhan was shocked, forgot to press the stop button, and threw the phone aside, only to have the iron proof of this coincidence.

It's just that the recording time is a little too long, and all the sounds of nausea are recorded later, and the sounds of "vomit, vomit" echo everywhere, but it is a pity that the greasy pig's feet are overflowing.

Xia Changhan frowned for a while, imported this recording into the computer, and set a password folder to be at ease.

Looking up at the window, the rain is heavy, everything is gradually losing its clarity, like an unpredictable network, and a bottomless heart.

A tiny thought flashed, before he could run out of his brain, Xia Changhan was dragged back to his thoughts.

She got up, took an umbrella, and went out in the rain.

Target, opposite floor!

Rain and fog can moisturize the heart and dazzle people.

Qu Qingyin, who was staring at the window, didn't feel that his body and mind were thoroughly moisturized, but rather tired of the weather.

She actually didn't know where the source of this emotion was, but felt that the gloomy sky outside and the pattering rain had soaked her whole heart uncomfortably.

Qu Qingyin made a pot of tea, and the steaming heat steamed up, and her austere face seemed much softer against the heat.

"Boss, call!"

The bodyguard passed the phone, and a voice calling for credit came from the other end.

"Boss, boss, you gave a two-week deadline for what you explained before, but now it hasn't arrived for two weeks. I've already finished it seven or eight."

Every word and every word hides the eagerness of licking the dog for praise.

The person who invited the credit was ordered by Qu Qingyin to dig people from Zhonghe Technology to the game company. Although they did not understand the boss's operation of prying the roots of the wall, they would live with her, knowing that this shrewd and capable woman has never done anything. The accuracy is correct, and it is true.

Therefore, it is only for the sake of obedience, not to mention that in the past few years, following Qu Qingyin secretly, I have also made a lot of money, and I am grateful, and naturally she is the only one to look forward to.

Today’s request for praise was boring.

Qu Qingyin was not satisfied with such a report, her cold voice made the opponent froze on the spot.

"Let me listen to the wind or the rain. If you don’t know the right measure, you will come to ask for a reward. Tell you, what I want is ten percent, and you just give me the result. Even if it’s nine o’clock, you will dig a hole as early as possible. Bury it yourself."

As soon as the other party heard it, he responded with only promise.

The boss has said everything to this point. Hurry up and accept a few words to close the line and hang up. If he is not clear, he can only ask for trouble.

The busy beep made Qu Qingyin even more upset.

She called the bodyguard and whispered a few words in his ear.

The bodyguard immediately understood it and went out. Not long after a call was made, Qu Qinghe rushed in anxiously.

He didn't expect that his sister, who was clinging to him and refused to give him sweets, would take the initiative to call him to have a talk today.

Qu Qinghe sighed with emotion: "It seems she has figured it out."

He felt that Zhonghe Technology was already predictable in his pocket. No matter what Qu Qingyin's attitude was, this matter was certain, sooner or later.

"Sister, here I am." Qu Qinghe had a false smile on his face.

He didn't seem to be a blood-bonded sister in front of him, but more like a shining Zhonghe technology legal person certificate.

Qu Qingyin looked at her secretly, she was the one who knew Qu Qinghe best from childhood.

With this look in front of him, Qu Qinghe didn't pay attention to the elder sister who was paralyzed in the wheelchair.

She is a little sad, family affection and money, why should they be measured together.

In Qu Qinghe's eyes, if it is for benefit, family affection can be thrown aside.

He waited for Qu Qingyin to give in.

The two brothers and sisters have a grudge.

They faced each other coldly for several minutes.

Qu Qingyin still spoke first: "Zhonghe's scientific and technological affairs are complicated, don't worry, I will give it to you after I handle the finishing work."

She suddenly smiled like an old fox, with a meaningful touch at the corner of her mouth, and she didn't ask the person on the other side to look out.

Qu Qinghe was taken aback for a moment, and called people over all the way to say such a sentence.

Can't you talk on the phone?

"Sister, just tell me if you don't want to give it, why bother to go around in circles, I am also very busy, do I come all the way to hear you say these words of no beginning, no end and no sincerity?"

Qu Qinghe convulsed after eating with two women. At this moment, his chest tightness was short of breath and he was suffocated.

But in exchange for a mockery from Qu Qingyin: "I just told you this time, a few warnings, you can't stand it anymore, you know, Zhonghe Technology has a wide range of business, and customers’ requirements are endless. Grind your mind, how to deal with these situations in the future."

Qu Qinghe is about to explode, he doesn't need a woman to come to class.

But the crowd hasn't got it yet, so I can't say anything hard at this moment.

He stabilized his mind, and asked Qu Qingyin unwillingly, "Sister, thank you for your reminder. If you can teach some more, it will probably be good for my future management. After all, we can only Go up high, you can't turn back to where you were."

Qu Qingyin smiled, hooked his fingers, the bodyguard understood, and brought a stack of things.

"Hey, this is some relevant information about the current state of Zhonghe's operation. If you are interested, you can take a look first."

Qu Qinghe's eyes were burning, and he stretched out his hand and fished it in his arms unceremoniously.

"Sister, I have something to do. I'll leave first, and I will see you another day."

Who wants to listen to people's nagging class?

After the man left, the bodyguard stepped in and looked at Qu Qingyin puzzled.

"Boss, did you just hand over to that son brother?"

Qu Qingyin sneered: "Grandpa and father took turns taking turns, and they have already given him reassurance pills. In his opinion, Zhonghe Technology is already in the bag, so it is inevitable that he will not secretly use some means to investigate."

She didn't want Qu Qinghe to act secretly to ruin the big plan, and simply gave a piece of information that was not useful, and spread his energy in the light.

Those materials were all modified by Qu Qingyin and his party himself, and they were completely different from the current Zhonghe Technology, and had no reference value.

The candid man lay bored in bed chasing him.

Since the last time he was exposed in person by Xia Changhan, he has never dared to engage in a sneak shot.

But curiosity is always there. He always quietly opened the curtains from time to time to see what the goddess was doing.

Today the goddess is chewing chicken feet, tomorrow the goddess is chewing trotters, the day after tomorrow the goddess is drinking yogurt...

The goddess is worthy of being a goddess. She doesn't get fat no matter how she eats. Even the posture of chewing trotters is better than others.

There is no such thing as a licking dog.

He often saw Xia Changhan frowning and composing music.

The appearance of the goddess working seriously is even more charming, just like the goddess is working, he can eat three bowls of rice!

Just thinking, someone knocked on the door suddenly.

The candidly photographed man has a fat face twisted into a ball. He is a standard otaku, and his social circle is in the second dimension, and almost no one knocks at the door except for ordering and express delivery.

"Who!" he asked carefully.

Xia Changhan was outside the door, and replied loudly: "Me!"

Oh my!The idol is here!

The sneaky man hasn't sneaked a photo recently, so he is naturally very confident. He hurried to open the door and welcome Xia Changhan in.

As soon as he walked in, Xia Changhan noticed that the tripod and the camera that had been placed in the window had disappeared.

"Why, don't you play sneak shots now?"

Xia Changhan wandered around, teasing each other.

The candid man thought that the energy in her heart hadn't passed yet. At this moment, it was actually a mockery of words, so he hurriedly responded.

"Don't play, don't play, never dare anymore."

Both hands were swayed, still a look of guilt.

Xia Changhan stood still suddenly and turned his head to look.

"Don't be nervous, I am not here today to ask the teacher, I just want you to do me a favor."

help?

The monk who secretly photographed the second male husband could not touch his head: "Miss Xia, what do you want?"

Xia Changhan leaned a few steps closer, with a low voice.

"I want you to keep shooting!"

"What, continue to shoot?" The sneak shot man closed his eyes hard and shook his head, thinking that he had misheard.

When he opened his eyes, Xia Changhan was still standing in front of him.

It's not a dream, I heard it right.

The idol asked him to help and record all the scenes where there are scores for debugging.

"But, you heard me clearly..."

Xia Changhan, who was smiling happily, suddenly changed his face and grabbed the collar of the sneaky man.

"Only take the pictures I requested, and give me a full card intact. If you find any small actions, believe it or not, I will give you a discount."

Her awful appearance scared the candid man.

He naturally listened 100% of what the idol said, not to mention, after being discovered the last time, he was recorded and put in the hands of others.

The candid man threw himself on his knees, raised his fingers above his head, and swears to heaven.

You must be absolutely loyal to your idols, and you will never go crazy.

"Very good!" Xia Changhan smiled and took a few shots of the fat face with satisfaction. When he left, he also passed a bug.

She had a faint hunch that Qu Qinghe would definitely change something, she must be fully prepared.