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Chapter 328 Mary Sue's Deskmate Long Aotian (17)

Just when Qingyao was able to use her toes to demolish the illegal building into a small bungalow, the socially embarrassing "waving flower hands and walking on the flower path" was finally over.

Without the system that always laughs, Qingyao simply made up for it with the complaints: Think about it, this life is only a few short decades, and without Xiang Shao's lifespan of two or three hundred years in the previous life, isn't it much better?

Rather than having several more decades to live, Qingyao really wants to complete the mission today, so that tomorrow they can catch up with the plane crash and go directly to the next world. That is the happy ending that a fairy tale should have, dying forever at the happiest moment!
It prevents unscrupulous authors from writing fan fiction and sequels about the princess and prince living happily together, and also prevents them from writing bloody sequels like the seven-year itch and the battle between the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law. It is also extremely friendly to the tasker.

Unfortunately, fairy tales are all lies.

Even if "physics no longer exists", the appearance of such an illegal building that goes against the will of heaven makes her imagine the prosperity of the interstellar floating catering industry. However, when she thinks that this is the industry of the number one rebel who "prosperse those who obey me and perishes those who defy me. If heaven does not tolerate me, I will defy heaven", it does not seem so difficult to accept.

After all, he is a true rebel who dares to challenge God. He has destroyed this plane countless times and killed the world consciousness, forcing it to form cliques and factions in order to barely stabilize the foundation of the world!

If one day he extends this building to a height of 10,000 meters and requires people to work in space suits, she will probably get used to it...right?

When Qingyao thought about the unreasonableness, she couldn't help but glance at Xuanyuan Wudi's face.

This guy's title of "Emperor of the Dark Night" is not earned for nothing, he really doesn't sleep all night long, and no matter what time of the night she sends him a message, he will reply within seconds!

Could it be that this rebellious son likes to stay up late at night just to experience the feeling of fighting the King of Hell alone?

Or was it because of the injustice of the night? It gave smoky makeup to everyone who worked hard to stay up late and was on the verge of sudden death, but missed him?

People say staying up late will cause hair loss, but could it be that this guy is losing leg hair?
Perhaps it is because of this extraordinary talent that he is called the "Emperor of the Dark Night"?
Qingyao couldn't help but raise her hand and touch the bottom of her eyes, thinking back to the night when she was attacked by the female killer, how she herself had a panda makeup on just because she slept two hours less, and how Xuanyuan Wudi hadn't changed at all and seemed to have endless energy.

Sure enough, rather than empathizing with the uneven self-slapping of human beings, she prefers the pleasure of watching the blackened Long Aotian being slapped in the face by others one after another by "how dare you, bastard".

It is the true nature of human beings that we should rather die than let our friends die.

Qingyao was mysteriously brought by Xuanyuan Wudi to a floor below the level of altitude sickness and entered his office. Her stress reaction disappeared and her brain finally returned to normal. She no longer had continuous delusions and became more peaceful and calm, as if she could ascend to heaven in broad daylight at the next moment!
This scared Xuanyuan Wudi, and he could not help but step forward and hug tightly the slender waist that he had been thinking about all the time, and then he felt relieved.

"I brought you here today not only to let the employees recognize their boss's face, and to show you around my private territory, but also to get you to move your fingers and leave a few autographs for me, okay?"

Xuanyuan Wudi's words were ambiguous and vague, but Qingyao had already gone over all the possibilities in her mind.

Even if the little thing suddenly took out the prenuptial agreement, or wanted to represent the rights and shares of Jinyao Group, she would not hesitate.

Just get rid of a trouble!
The assets of the small world mean nothing to her.

It's not only a waste of energy but also a waste of time. At most, it will give you an identity background that sounds good when you say it to others.

Then goose.

When the pile of agreements was brought up by the special assistant, Qingyao's hand holding the pen trembled.

This guy is not just overambitious, he wants to help her share the pressure?

This is clearly an attempt to make things worse for her and add to her stress!

The boomerangs of the little creatures that were quietly kept in captivity in several worlds suddenly pierced her for no apparent reason!
This time the little guy took the lead and moved all the assets under his name to her, wanting to share them with her and put her name on all of them.

Qingyao: ...

Qingyao wanted to make a final struggle. She didn't want to be a worker, and she didn't have the spirit to be a worker! Even if she was the master of the house, it wouldn't work!

Any extra work not related to the main storyline falls into the category of unpaid overtime, which is equivalent to wasting her life!

"It's just adding a name, there's no need to allocate time, right?"

Qingyao's test, to Xuanyuan Wudi's ears, seemed to be questioning whether he was just pretending to deceive her.

Xuanyuan Wudi made his intention clear: "Of course you and I will share all the authority!"

"How could Yaoyao think that I was just writing another bad check?"

Qingyao: ...

Qingyao:!!!
It turns out that he was impressed by her management ability!

Don't even think about it!

So, Qingyao, unable to refuse the blackened Long Aotian's "those who obey me will prosper", signed until her hands were sore, and got a suitcase of car keys, a box of access cards and door keys, plus the contact information of the old butler and a full-time all-round driver by land, sea and air, before she ended this "keeping" process that was so familiar to her.

The unhappiness of being overtaken drove Qingyao to quickly return the favor with a gift that made Xuanyuan Wudi "swallowed"!

In the same way, he was carried away by the waist and taken directly to the roof of the group by a private jet.

The difference is that Jin Yao Group is more down-to-earth and believes in Feng Shui. The standard height of its commercial building is 666 meters, not a bit more.

The entire top floor is Qingyao's office, staffed by 12 assistant secretaries.

The personal assistant follows her around every day, and the special assistant stays in the group most of the time, handling 90% of her daily affairs according to her instructions.

Xuanyuan Wudi put on such a "waving flower hands, walking on the flower road" show, which shows that he must like it.

So, Qingyao copied him exactly as he was to welcome his arrival, and successfully saw a socially dead version of Long Aotian who was even more rigid than her, and who wished he could also wave his hands and dance through the void to ascend to heaven in the morning.

Qingyao finally felt balanced!
Comfortable!

Next, 12 assistants brought in a half-meter-high agreement document to the office. Qingyao even asked her assistant to buy her a brand new signing pen to ensure that the pen would not run out of ink halfway through signing and the little thing would not escape!

Here she personally watched Xuanyuan Wudi sign the agreement, and over there her twelve assistants were urgently dispatched, with a one-on-one escort from the twelve bodyguards to get her keys and pack them in the box!
How could she admit defeat in a competition of who is richer than her?

After Xuanyuan Wudi signed mechanically with a confused look on his face, and finally signed the last one, the twelve assistants immediately came in with two small suitcases each, opened the suitcases one by one, and displayed them in front of the new son-in-law, indicating that these were all the private property of their eldest daughter.

Xuanyuan Wudi: ...

Xuanyuan Wudi finally felt that his little fiancée was the daughter of the richest man.

If the rapid establishment of Jinyao Group only showed his stereotype that Yaoyao possessed business warfare genes.

He was completely unaware that the industrial chain that had already formed the embryonic form of a business empire, and the private assets that were at least three times more than his, were what she showed him that she was not worthy of respect just because she had the surname Nalan, but that she had already surpassed her father's achievements at the same time and deserved to be respected!
Sure enough, his Yaoyao had never let him down. She had proved to him with her strength that his vision was the best!