The real daughter, she is a Buddhist boss

Chapter 242 I, Ordinary

The two sides confront each other, and the breath of silence spreads in the air. The bone stick hanging above the head is like the deadly sword of Damocles, which can take a person's life in the next second.

Hua Wei didn't continue her movements, but the man squatting on the ground couldn't bear it first.

He scratched his chicken coop-like hair, sat down on the ground in a slumped state, and commanded An Yang outside the door: "Open the door for her."

——What a mistake, I still want to see how this little girl looks deflated.

Unexpectedly, it was him who was deflated in the end.

The next moment, the door that had been turned off turned on again, glowing like a blue fire; Fang Ze kicked the key on the ground into the grid, and the key turned black in an instant.

After receiving the order, Anyang pressed the remote control in his hand, and the switch finally opened slowly, leaving black marks on the ground.

"The key was poisoned. Miss Hua didn't pick it up, so she must have discovered it."

As soon as Fang Ze changed his slump, he finally showed some attitude that a guide should have.

The bone stick in her hand was discarded by Hua Wei. She patted her plaster-smeared palm and said nonchalantly, "I'm just an ordinary researcher."

These words made Fang Ze almost laugh out of anger.

She also has the nerve to say such a thing?

Which normal researcher would pick up a bone on the ground and smash it on the switch without hesitation?Which ordinary researcher would talk about the word murder, and strike ruthlessly and quickly?

He ground his back molars, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Miss Hua, too much self-effacing is pride."

Ren Shousui had kindness to Golden Iris in the early years, and this kindness is still as heavy as a mountain to the previous generation of Golden Iris power holders.

That's why they don't want to do Huawei's business.

Now the group of old men on the upper level of Golden Iris have all washed their hands in the golden basin, retreated behind the scenes to support their lives, and care for their grandchildren; but they have to pay back the favor they owe, and they are concerned about Ren Shoushou behind her, maybe they are in this situation. There is no initiative in the transaction.

No one wants to do business at a loss, let alone a partner like an ancestor?

The long corridor of the death row was dark and long, and the shadow of the lamp hanging above his head was dim and dim. Hua Wei glanced at him sideways, and said coolly: "Thank you for the compliment."

For her, pride is not a derogatory term.

She grew up in a small base, among a group of geniuses, self-confidence has become their normal life; extraordinary talent and ability different from ordinary people are the capital they are proud of; external Tibetan front, internal self-confidence, this has long been their childhood default rules.

Once you feel that you are slightly inferior to others, you are already a loser.

Feeling that he couldn't communicate with Hua Wei, who had a strange brain circuit, Fang Ze simply gave up struggling and led her to the central control.

……

Killing and death, the iris blooming in the Jedi swayed its fragrant flowers in the wind, confusing the lost one after another.

Along the way, the headquarters of Golden Iris, known as a bloody place, was surprisingly quiet.

It doesn't look like a place where someone who licks blood at the knife's edge would stay.

Fang Ze led her to a door, and after knocking on the door, he retreated silently.

On the way here, Fang Ze mentioned to her that although Shangfeng was interested in the bargaining chip in her hand, he was concerned that she was Ren Shousui's protégé, and he was afraid that the people she would move were some high-level people with heavy weapons, so they would try to stop it She comes in to negotiate.

But now that she has passed the checkpoint they set, there are still matters to be discussed afterwards, which depends on whether the bargaining chips of both parties are attractive enough.

(End of this chapter)