The Apocalyptic Boss Raises Buns In the Interstellar

   Chapter 727

   "Okay, let's talk about business."

  Si Lingling was embarrassed in her heart, and she didn't feel embarrassed to entangle this issue with him.

  Leng Zhengao listened to her poor tone and did not dare to talk nonsense: "I am asking you, those fans, would you like to meet?"

   "You said'really can't be fake' and'Nebula is not a cloud' they?"

  Si Lingling sees Leng Zheng’ao and nods to indicate that she is right.

   "See you then."

  She replied, “After all, these are the people who have supported me the most in the past six months.”

   "Then where did you meet them?"

  Leng Zhengao asked again, "Is it here or a separate place?"

   "Find a suitable meeting place outside."

  Si Lingling said, “This place is a residential area after all, so it’s not nice to disturb others.”

   "Okay, I will make arrangements."

  Leng Zhengao received accurate information and immediately answered, opening the communicator and preparing to arrange a meeting.

  Si Lingling asked again: "By the way, do you know how many people have come this time?"

  "Since I meet with them, it is better to prepare some meeting gifts."

  Leng Zhengao: "Sister, what gift are you going to give them?"

   "Let me think about it."

  Si Lingling really didn’t think about this question seriously, “Do you think everyone has a stick figure, how about it?”

   "Sister, don’t..."

  Leng Zhengao immediately objected to her saying that she wanted to give someone a painting. “If you give something like that, it’s better to make some cakes for them.”

Why?

   Although she didn't ask these three words, the expression in her eyes couldn't be more obvious.

   "It seems that I really don't know how powerful your paintings are!"

  Leng Zhengao said with emotion, “Giving them such precious things can easily kill them.”

  Si Lingling: "...is that exaggerated?"

   "It's so exaggerated."

  Leng Zhengao nodded vigorously, "You should have seen the big man named Ayun under Jun Moyao, right?"

   "Just outside the starry sky station today, ready to recognize you as your mother."

  Si Lingling raised her eyebrows: "Huh? What does he have to do with this matter?"

   "It's a big deal."

  Leng Zhengao whispered, “While you are cooking, I listened to the conversation between them and said that Ayun was originally a guy whose genes had collapsed and was about to become a beast.”

   "Just because you got your painting help through Jun Moyao's hand, it took less than three days to restore consciousness to what it is now."

  Si Lingling: "..." She really didn't expect this to happen.

   Carefully searched the original memory, but never found any information related to beastization.

   "Ayun is actually a loyal audience in your live broadcast room."

Si Chaoyue suddenly said a message, "Unfortunately, when he saw your live broadcast, he was struggling with human consciousness and beastization."

   "So I listened to Ajian and they said that before today, he was staying in the pet shelter."

   "So, I don't suggest that you send them painting."

  Leng Zhengao whispered, “After all, if such precious things really flow to the outside world, I don’t know how much stormy waves will be set off.”

understood.

  Si Lingling nodded and stood up: "Then you can ask how many people they come to me, I have to prepare gifts."

  Leng Zhengao: "Yes, there are one hundred and twenty-three people."

  ...

  At the same time, the old house of the Jun family, the master’s study.

  Jun Mingli stood at the door, took a deep breath, slowly raised his hand and tapped the door: "Patriarch, Ali comes back and resumes life."

  Jun Yezhao's majestic voice came from the study: "Ali is back? Come in."

  (End of this chapter)