Linda was so angry that she hung up the phone, parked the car on the side of the road, took out her cell phone and started looking for the hotel: "Wait a minute, let's go directly to the hotel."

Zhen Zhen wiped away the tears just now: "Don't be busy with linda, go home, I understand my uncle."

"Shut up and listen to me."

"linda." Zhen Zhen took a deep breath, "I have such a little dignity, leave it for me."

Linda's hand stopped and looked back at Zhen Zhen, with a look of unbearableness and confusion: "There is no need to save face like this, so are you, so are your dad."

"It's just a little bit of face, stay." Zhen Zhen picked up the bag, "The wedding dress is there first, I'll contact you after I'll settle down."

Linda put down her phone and rubbed her forehead: "You don't want that money to get out, where can I settle down?"

"I can always find a job... in my case... go to the modeling company first?"

"It's better to come to my house." Mo Xijun said in surprise, "It's always more reliable than the model company."

"Your aunt can't tolerate mine..."

"No, another home!" Mo Xijun grabbed Zhen Zhen's hands excitedly, "It would be great if I could work together."

...

At Star Factory, Lu Jian’s office, the middle-aged lawyer sat opposite Lu Jian, took out a stack of materials, and took out the top one.

“On behalf of a client, I will convey the following to you.”

"who?"

"I am not authorized to disclose the name of the client, and can only provide you with consulting services indirectly." The lawyer said seriously, "In some cases, the suspect involved is prohibited from sending information to the outside world. I only represent a natural person who I don't know his identity and convey the original words of the client to you."

"Okay, please." Lu Jian raised his hand and said, "There is no third person here. Can we speak human language?"

“As a professional lawyer, I have to…”

"Okay, brother! Keep going, I won't interrupt."

Then the lawyer coughed and read the book: "Please do public relations and erase the impact of things on my daughter. The lawyer will give you the insurance policy I have for another daughter. You can redeem it. It should be enough. The extra part is considered a commission. There is a righteousness in the world, and you will have to pay back any debts."

After the lawyer finished speaking, he pushed a stack of insurance materials to Lu Jian: "The following is my addition. This is the insurance purchased by someone. The beneficiary is a lady named Mo Xijun, and the second beneficiary is a lady named Mo Changyu. The materials here are all available, including a power of attorney, you can redeem them at any time. The current price is about 7 million yuan."

Lu Jian sighed, looked at the insurance policy and asked, "Can I refuse?"

"These are already your private property." The lawyer pointed to the policy and said, "You can tear it off, burn it, or redeem it. This is your freedom. As for the content of the commission just now, I am only responsible for conveying it, and neither you nor me have to bear any responsibility for it."

"Can you pass on the message on my behalf?"

"You can say anything to me, but I do not promise and do not be responsible for conveying it to anyone."

Lu Jian thought for a while, then shook his head: "Forget it, there's nothing to say."

"Okay, thank you for taking the time to deal with this matter." The lawyer stood up and picked up the briefcase, "Please also abide by the confidentiality agreement I just signed."

Lu Jian waved his hand and the lawyer left.

"If you can't find anyone, you have to find me..." Lu Jian sighed bitterly and put away a stack of materials. He felt that the lawyer was like a girl.

Thinking of this, he sneered, then his smile froze, and a layer of doubt wrapped around his heart, and he was a little breathless for a moment.

If this is really the 47th song, then who are those in front and who are behind?

In the future, will I question every song I hear and every novel I see?

This seed of doubt took root and sprouted, making people unable to breathe.

Damn, this demon Wade...why do you have to let yourself know...

So what can you do? Go out and shout? Then be ridiculed and regarded as a mental illness?

Suddenly, someone pushed the door and came in: "Ula!"

They pretended to be very fierce but actually very cute Mo Xijun, Xia Ge and Qiao Qiao had no choice but to follow her.

The three of them were panicked when they saw Lu Jian covering his chest with gloomy face.

"Ah... I'm so scary that I'm so lethal..." Mo Xijun hurried forward.

"No, it's something else." Lu Jian saw that the three of them were a little more comfortable, and asked with a forced smile, "How is the music festival?"

"Hehe, it's so simple. Let's watch me show the New Year's Eve song again." Qiao Qiao pulled a chair and sat down, "What's wrong with you? It seems like you're regretting your marriage."

"It's okay...just... forget it..." Lu Jian shook his head. Although it would be better to talk about it, this matter was too disgusting and it would pollute the mind.

"Tell me." Xia Ge also pulled the chair and sat down, "I'll get sick if I hold it in, I've really experienced it."

"Ah!" Mo Xijun stared at Lu Jian and suddenly said in surprise, "Are you... you diagnosed with a terminal illness? Do you want such a bloody combo!"

"Gogun!" Lu Jian cursed with a smile, "You are also angry with the terminal illness."

"What?" Mo Xijun sat on the table with a smile, "I haven't got a terminal illness, what else can I be afraid of?"

"Damn, your life requirements are too low."

Qiao Qiao urged, "Okay, talk quickly, why are you Wade?"

"Well... I still don't recommend that you know that it will affect your mood and future creation."

"Haha!" Mo Xijun smiled and shook his legs, "I don't know if we will be affected. Your unhappiness has already been on your face. Let's save yourself first."

"..." Lu Jian pointed to the door and said, "If you don't want to listen, you can go out."

Qiao Qiao was so anxious: "Why are you pretending to be a hurry?"

Xia Ge spreads his arms: "Pretty."

Lu Jian took a deep breath: "Okay, let's scare you to death when you say it."

In a few minutes, Lu Jian said the incident, but he hid the "comrades". In his story, there was no cult organization, and Wade was the only one in everything.

In silence, Qiao Qiao asked, "It's over?"

"It's over, are you surprised?"

"No, I think why is it too big? This is like what Wade did." Qiao Qiao looked at Lu Jian incomprehensible, "What's there to be afraid of? Machines have long replaced most physical workers, and the employment rate has not declined, right? Even if it is really realized, we must have something else to do, and it's not your turn to worry about it."

"Old Xia?" Lu Jian blinked at Xia Ge.

"It's okay... Who knows in the future? The strongest ai that can be determined at this stage is Go, right? That is actually a super-strong logic calculator. In this regard, electronic things are better than people." Xia Ge is optimistic about this. "Art is obviously emotional, not calculated and spliced. Even if those routine things occupy 99% of the market, isn't there still 1% left? The balance will return. This is probably an inevitable process. It has nothing to do with our personal ideas. What should we do."

Mo Xijun covered his mouth in surprise: "Wow! Old Xia was so excited after he recovered."

Xia Ge blinked and said, "After starting to take Susu, I can see everything."

Lu Jian couldn't help asking, "Where is Xijun? I think you are not panicked at all."

Mo Xijun nodded and said, "There is nothing to panic, come here."

“Is there no pressure?”

"It's a little bit." Mo Xijun lit his chin and said, "But Brother Jian, if you want to defeat Ai, the only thing you can do is be a good person?"

"Well..." Lu Jian was immersed in it unconsciously, "Be good at it..."

"What are you pretending to be deep? This is what you taught us." Mo Xijun pulled Lu Jian and smiled, "You are just being beaten up by what you just saw. Get up, walk around and take a deep breath."

Lu Jian was really pulled up, and was led by Mo Xijun for a while. He took a deep breath and was filled with the scent of a girl's vitality. This primitive feeling made him temporarily withdraw from complex thoughts.

"Fuck, I really feel much better." Lu Jian even wanted to hug Mo Xijun and dance, but it was a little flushed.

"Yes, this feeling cannot be learned by machine." Mo Xijun turned around and smiled, "Our job is to pass on this feeling. As long as we are good at being a good person, we will not be afraid of him!"

"You are really..." Lu Jian shyly withdrew his hand, "It's inexplicable!"

"Cough..." Qiao Qiao coughed, "Pay attention to the company's rules."

"You start pretending if I'm a little biting?" Lu Jian stepped forward and pulled Qiao Qiao, and completed the throat locking behind his back in a few seconds. "Can you still pretend?"

Qiao Qiao patted Lu Jian desperately: "Boss, I'm wrong, I won't pretend again."

"Haha." Lu Jian then let go and returned to his boss's chair. At the same time, he found something wrong, "What are you three doing together?"

"Hehe..." Mo Xijun rubbed his hands and smiled evilly.

"I was forced." Qiao Qiao rubbed her throat, "She had to pull me together."

Xia Ge quickly cleared his relationship: "I personally do not support putting pressure on you by using the number of people."

Mo Xijun continued to smile badly: "Hehe."

"Speak quickly!"
Chapter completed!