The President of Spicy Chicken Has Returned My Innocence!

    The elevator stopped and stared.

    The door of the car slid open to both sides, and Mr. Huo, who suddenly suffered a concussion four days after being smashed, was calm, skipped Liang Xiao, who was still standing in the corner, and walked out of the elevator.

    Liang Xiao was released from the state of being possessed by "The Scream" and returned to normal under the cover of a mask.

    The housekeeper promised to keep it a secret for him.

    Although Huo Lanzhen asked, no one could stand it, but it was too fast.

    Maybe Mr. Huo suddenly found that his head was not round enough this morning.

    Liang Xiao was a little gloomy, and poked her sunglasses back on her face.

    In fact, he should have chosen a starter with a higher safety factor at that time, mainly because the situation was too urgent, and he did not expect medical knowledge to be so powerful.

    The 3 million you just got has not yet warmed up, maybe it will be paid out as medical expenses.

    Liang Xiao stood in the corner, doing psychological construction for herself, noticed that the ambient light closed for a moment and then stopped, and subconsciously raised her head.

    The elevator doors closed halfway, blocked by a hand.

    "Mr. Huo." Liang Xiao was anxious, and smiled politely at him, "You are busy, I haven't arrived yet."

    Huo Lan glanced at the floor: "The top floor."

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    The elevator has been working diligently in the hospital for so many years, and obviously I don't understand why I can't go down when I reach the top floor. The warning light that the car door is not closed keeps flashing in confusion.

    Huo Lan was still blocking the elevator for him, his eyes fell on him.

    Light came in from the corridor, through Huo Lan's back, adding a neat silhouette to the strong and tall alpha.

    Sleek and handsome.

    And can play.

    Liang Xiao considered for three seconds, closed his eyes, and followed him out of the elevator.

    If Huo Lan thinks about beating back, it's not impossible.

    After all, the medical expenses will not be compensated.

    With his skill, Huo Lan dared to do something to him, and after three seconds he would kneel on the ground and beg him not to die.

    Huo Lan didn't know what he was thinking. When he came out, he pulled his hand away, let the elevator go free, turned around and walked towards the hospital's office.

    Liang Xiao was stunned, and subconsciously called him: "Mr. Huo."

    Huo Lan stood still.

    "It's the other way around."

    Worrying that Huo Lan was really smashed by himself, Liang Xiao couldn't help but this **** meddling, pointed to the direction of the medical examination center, and reminded him carefully: "...this way."

    When Duan Ming and his assistant caught up, the entire medical examination center was immersed in a solemn atmosphere.

    Liang Xiao was wearing a special armband for testing pheromone, and lined up alone at the door. The ruthless tyrant, Yuan Tingyuezhi, in a suit and leather shoes, sat in front of the inspection machine.

    The medical staff worked silently and made eye contact, revolving around Huo Lan with a radius of five meters less, and even triggered the standby skills of sign language when it was especially necessary.

    Duan Ming was stunned at the door, puzzled: "Why is Mr. Huo here?"

    Not only, it looks like they are even doing checks.

    A circle of electrodes is attached to the head, and there are two small patches on the temple.

    Looks like it's still a tough check.

    Liang Xiao knew too much, so she wanted to cover up for Huo Lan to be attacked by an omega, which would obviously damage the alpha's image. It hurts my brain."

    Duan Ming: "…"

    Huo Lan: “…”

    The thermometer in the physical examination center moved half a grid down.

    Duan Ming regretted letting Liang Xiao open his mouth and dragged him back, when he saw that Huo Lan had raised his hand and pulled a small piece of iron on his head, Huo Ran got up and walked out.

    Duan Ming's level is not enough, most of his knowledge of Huo Lan comes from rumors, and he can't hold a moving human-shaped snowmaking machine, so he said, "Mr. Huo."

    Huo Lan stood at the door and his eyes fell on Liang Xiao.

    The physical quality gap caused by innate, omega has almost no chance of winning against alpha, not to mention that this time there is no power of knowledge around.

    He couldn't lift the manager and hit Mr. Huo on the head.

    Liang Xiao was afraid that he would strangle himself with his bare hands, so he instinctively took a half step back.

    Under the influence of Mr. Huo's aura and pheromone, the doctors who survived the disaster took twice as long as usual, and finally gave Liang Xiao's pheromone test results.

    "Really smooth."

    The doctor couldn't help but sigh: "It's just been temporarily marked, it's too rare for the information source to fluctuate so smoothly."

    The information source of Omega is inside the gland, which is the form before pheromone transformation, and the stability of pheromone can be inferred according to the degree of fluctuation.

    The information source will not be released if it is not stimulated, only a small amount will be extracted when it is temporarily marked. It does not exhibit any pheromone properties and odor until it is converted into pheromone release by the body.

    An omega like Liang Xiao, who is obviously an adult and has fully differentiated glands, is not very common.

    "Mr. Liang's heart is like still water." The doctor admired.

    Liang Xiao coughed: "Actually—"

    Duan Ming made up his mind not to let him speak again, and smiled at the doctor profession: "Yes, he usually likes to write Buddhist scriptures on posts."

    Liang Xiao: “…”

    Duan Ming patted him on the shoulder like Mu Chunfeng: "Listen to the Great Compassion Mantra."

    When she left the medical examination center, Liang Xiao already had two more characters thrown by her manager on top of her head.

    Lisa Ono was already at her limit, Liang Xiao really didn't want to add a great sadness spell to the playlist where she could carry three square dance squares by herself, whispering to Duan Ming Discuss: "Brother Duan..."

    Duan Ming put the mask lanyard on his ear: "Heart is like water."

    Liang Xiao's heart is like dead wood.

    Duan Ming understood him, put the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, took his mobile phone, and created a new playlist of "Sanskrit Buddha Songs: Miao Yun Buddha Heart".

    …

    Maybe she was finally reminded by the doctor that she had just marked it temporarily. On the way back, Liang Xiao actually felt that the glands on the back of her neck were a little itchy.

    Duan Ming glanced at him and threw the person away: "I've been allergic to the mask for too long."

    Liang Xiao was not at ease: "Be prepared."

    Huo Lan's top alpha pheromone is too aggressive. Last time, his pheromone didn't stand up. Although it's not a big problem to lose control for a few seconds, but after all, it can be avoided.

    Duan Ming looked at him for a long time, sighed deeply, took out a suppressant injection for injection, and handed him an unopened disposable syringe: "Calculate the account."

    "What?" Liang Xiao skillfully smoked the inhibitor.

     "Mr. Huo temporarily marked you once and gave you one hundred thousand."

    Duan Ming sat upright: "Mr. Huo temporarily marked you once, be prepared, you will need to use one more inhibitor, one hundred thousand."

    Liang Xiao thought about it for a long time, but was speechless: "…Yes."

    The inhibitor he uses is not the cheap one that can be used for half a year at a time. It is specially developed for some special omega groups. The output is very small, and one injection costs tens of thousands.

    The price has risen again recently, starting from 80,000 and 100,000 is not capped.

    In the chanting of the Buddhist scriptures, Agent Duan asked, "So what did you get?"

    …

    Liang Xiao reflected.

    …tooth marks.

    Should not.

    Duan Ming was mainly worried about the money for the inhibitor for him, and was quick to talk. Thinking about it again, after all, I got a high-quality role from Star Crown, and the salary of 3 million is really kind. I also feel that it is somewhat ungrateful to ask this question.

    Liang Xiao finished her injection of the inhibitor and is still thinking.

    Very deep.

    Duan Ming guessed that he hadn't slept well, so he sent him home, stuffed him into the sofa to catch up on sleep, and continued to run the crew with his assistant.

    Liang Xiao sank on the sofa for half a minute, sat up, and took out the phone that played the Great Compassion Mantra on a loop.

    Huo Lan leaned back in the chair and opened his eyes.

    He will go to the hospital today. In fact, it was just because it was too troublesome to block the news of the medical consultation process. He simply bought a private hospital and divided it into private property. Today is the director's turn to report.

    But when I saw the man who was wrapped like a man who sneaked into the hospital to steal potatoes, I inexplicably thought of the hardcover version of "The Dictionary of Contemporary Medical Knowledge".

    It is also inexplicable.

    …

    As a result, I had to go to the medical examination center for a cutscene.

    He can't be so messy normally, but he said something he shouldn't have said, and he actually fell to this point, sitting inside surrounded by a group of doctors tremblingly, the seizure was neither walking nor walking, originally It was full of anger.

    The originator is genuinely worried that he has hurt his brain.

    Huo Lan pressed his forehead and rubbed it twice.

    I haven't been popular like this for many years.

    He calmed down, moved the mouse, and looked at the album that the manager named Duan Ming had just handed over to Xingguan, and was sent in by the housekeeper in a pile of sample posters. Still with a working attitude, he opened his eyes and glanced.

    Liang Xiao did not take any promotional pictures for magazines or the like, and the albums were given to the crew P for black and white photos.

    But he really looks good, and this angle of death is actually hard to bear.

    Especially the last two, which should be the screenshots from the play, it is rare to have a reliable and calm look, the person looks extraordinarily soft and soft, with a light smile on the corners of the lips, which makes the eyebrows and eyes clear.

    Huo Lan faced the screen and suddenly remembered when he was at the door.

    The person wearing the mask could not see the expression clearly, the eyelashes trembled, and there was some emotion in the bottom of the eyes.

    ...Liang Xiao is actually afraid of him.

    Looking heartless, really face to face, that bit is afraid of flashing in the eyes.

    Extraordinary.

    The day he lost control, I'm afraid he still did something.

    In that case, the omega had almost no chance of winning. In a desperate situation, he would fight back and protect himself. He couldn't blame the opponent for anything.

    Today, he turned over the old accounts, because he was narrow-minded.

    Just after turning the page, the phone suddenly vibrated.

    Not many people can call him, Huo Lanmei frowned slightly, looked down, and was startled.

    Liang Xiao.

    “…Mr. Huo?”

    Liang Xiao did not expect him to answer the phone so happily, he hesitated a little: "Are you busy now?"

    The people of Star Crown have become accustomed to Huo Lan's style.

    Huo Langang made up his mind not to care about him, his tone slightly slowed down: "What's the matter."

    "That's right." Liang Xiao coughed lightly, "Recently—prices fluctuate, house prices rise, the industry is difficult, and the film and television winter is cold."

    Huo Lan: “…”

    Liang Xiao sighed: "Pork prices have risen."

    "..." Huo Lan interrupted him: "Speak straight."

    "Okay."

    Liang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly finished: "Referring to market laws, adjust the price reasonably, and take a bite of 110,000... Is it okay?"