Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 51

The higher the level of mental power, the higher the IQ of the mental power entity, and the more arrogant the nature.

Whether she was in the military or on the front line before, Yinying always maintained the arrogance and holiness of the white fox clan.

Except for Lou Zhuang, other people's hair will explode when touched, scratching each other's face every minute.

It's like now, rushing to ask for rua.

If those people saw Yinying's appearance, their jaws would drop in shock.

Presumably because she stayed away from the battlefield and neglected to fight for too long, Yinying's IQ even dropped.

Let's start with five hundred sit-ups tonight.

Yinying: "???"

Lou Zhuang changed her mind, opened the medicine box, and applied medicine to Wen Ping.

The cotton ball landed on the wound, Wen Quan hissed lightly, and wanted to back up, but Lou Zhuang held his shoulders and forced him to stay where he was.

Wen Yu hummed: "You take it easy."

Lou Zhuang's eyes flickered, and she was silent for a few seconds: "Don't talk."

Wen Ting: "Oh."

After applying the medicine, Lou Zhuang sent Wen Yu back to the room to rest, played a few levels of mini games, turned on the computer and fiddled with it for a long time, and it was almost morning when he returned to the room.

There was a slight sound of closing the door, which was very clear in the silent night.

Wen Jing turned over, brushing the wound at the corner of his mouth with his fingertips.

There still seemed to be the temperature of Lou Zhuang's fingertips and the refreshing mint smell.

The young man rubbed his chin against the blanket and quietly closed his eyes.

A good night's dream.
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Today is the weekend, and the two don't have to go to school.

Lou Zhuang sat cross-legged in front of the coffee table, with a computer in front of her. On the computer screen was a complicated and tortuous stock market trend.

On the way, Li Tianlong called. The decoration company had already completed the industrial and commercial registration, and the decoration on the company's side was almost done.

Lou Zhuang responded with a few sentences from time to time, and at the end Li Tianlong said: "I saw your mother a few days ago, she seems not well."

More than bad.

Li Tianlong had a relative who lived in the same community as the Lou family. He and the guard went to visit relatives and happened to see the Lou family.

Father Lou ran ahead with something in his arms, and he didn't care if his shoes flew off.

Lou's mother chased after her with disheveled hair, cursing while chasing, and the eighteen generations of Lou's ancestors were greeted by her over and over again.

The little fatty who could eat like a thief was panting while running, and shouted, "Dad, what will Mom and I eat after taking all the money away?"

Li Tianlong sighed: "I heard that your father lost more than 100 million in gambling and had no money to repay the debt. Someone chopped off his fingers and robbed the family's money to run away."

Lou Zhuang's eyes were quiet, and she just said "I see", then changed the subject and continued to talk about the decoration company.

Li Tianlong also knew that Lou Zhuang didn't want to talk about Lou's family, so he didn't say anything more, and ended the call after a few minutes.

5555 said: "The original owner's father owed so many gambling debts because Zhang Yangjian designed it."

Lou Zhuang sighed, not caring what happened to Lou's family.

The line of sight fell on the recruitment of employees of the decoration company.

Runda is just a small company among the many companies she invested in.

Other companies are either leading large companies in the industry, or companies with excellent future development prospects.

At the beginning, moving bricks was forced to make a living, but Lou Zhuang’s dream was to buy two villas in a place like Longhu Bay where every inch of land was expensive.

on the other hand
Lou Zhuang glanced at Wen Quan who was doing push-ups on the open space in the living room.

The son of luck will have to start a business sooner or later, and embark on the road to become the world's richest man. At that time, she can give him some help.

"How many?" Lou Zhuang asked.

Wen Qi was out of breath, but he was covered in sweat in the cold weather, and his voice was deep and hoarse, which made people feel a tingling sensation in the roots of their ears.

(End of this chapter)