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Chapter 922 Why Are Pigs Going?

Chapter 922 Why Are Pigs Going?

Chu Rong looked blank, completely unaware of what Er Huang had to do with the compensation.

The only thing that can be thought of, seems to be the only possibility: "Er Huang bit someone?!"

"No." Song Ci's tone was slightly vicissitudes.

"That's it?!" Chu Rong didn't understand, since he didn't bite anyone, what else could Erhuang do? Could it be that he went to someone else's house to shit? !
Chu Rong felt that this idea was a bit ridiculous.

"Speaking of it, I get angry. You said that Erhuang is a stupid dog. He is a good dog. Why do you want to go to other people's cabbage like a pig?" Song Ci looked at the dog at his feet, and he couldn't get angry. He was really sorry for Erhuang drunk.

After hearing this, Chu Rong was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Erhuang, also a little speechless.

What a good dog, what kind of cabbage.

Really... the cabbage is all over the dog, so what are the pigs doing? !

It has to be said that Chu Rong's brain is very biased.

Song Ci looked at the dog at his feet and hated it. In the future, he must put on a dog leash when he goes out, otherwise it will be too troublesome to go to someone's pepper next time.

Several people took turns to say some suggestions, and then talked about other things.

Song Heng is in the army, so the content of the chat is also on this side. Although Chu Rong does not go to the army to develop, Chu Rong does have experience in the army.

The two chatted very speculatively. Although Song Ci didn't know much, she could only eat her own chicken wings, so she listened with gusto.

Song Miao was rather depressed, because he studied medicine and now works as a forensic doctor. He can only talk about dead people, and the others have no common language with him.

When Song Miao said it, he only listened to Song Ci, and then gnawed on the chicken wings, not at all because Song Miao talked about all kinds of dead bodies.

What can Song Miao do? Song Miao is also very desperate. With such a wonderful family, only depression can express his mood at this moment.

When Song Heng and Chu Rong were talking about missions, Chu Rong suddenly talked about his personal terminal.

This is what Song Ci wanted to make, and Chu Rong naturally wanted to help Song Ci make it.

There's just too much going on in this stuff, though, so get to know what other people have to say about personal terminals.

After listening to Chu Rong's description of the personal terminal, Song Heng's eyes lit up.

The advantages are obvious, but the disadvantages are also obvious.

"Let's not talk about anything else, you are very good to come up with this idea." When Song Heng said this, he undoubtedly affirmed Chu Rong's idea.

Chu Rong smiled slightly: "No, this is actually Xiaoci's first idea."

Song Heng glanced at Song Ci who was gnawing on chicken wings in surprise, feeling a little bit inconceivable.

Song Ci is not useless, on this point, the entire Song family recognizes it.

But now, Song Heng felt that his sister was so amazing and talented.

"Really?" Song Heng still hesitated a little, after all, Song Ci is a real dandy, and he is equally clear about this.

Chu Rong subconsciously wanted to affirm it, but Song Ci spoke first: "This is actually the idea shared by Xiao Rongrong and I."

The corner of Song Heng's mouth twitched, and he was insensitive to Xiao Rongrong's hot-eared title.

"The idea is very good, but it is a bit difficult to implement it." Song Heng said truthfully.

The Song family has been popular for several generations, and the Chu family is similar to the Song family, but the snobbery of the two families is concentrated on the military side, and the personal terminal that Song Ci and Chu Rong want to create requires the cooperation of both sides.

The military side is okay, but on the other side, those old foxes are not easy to deal with.

(End of this chapter)

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