Chapter 91 March and April

If you look carefully, you will find that Jimmy has a bit of European outline, and his pupils are not Asian in color. There is no doubt that he is of mixed race.

With a personable demeanor and witty language, this is a man who easily attracts the attention of celebrities in social circles. He has a strong aura of a shopping mall elite.

"Do you believe in fate?" Jimmy smiled, showing his white and neat teeth. He looked at Luo Qiu and asked.

Since Luo Qiu came in, Jimmy's eyes have been focused more on Luo Qiu. Although his eyes were still burning when he looked at Song Ying, he obviously maintained a certain degree of restraint and distance, and would not make people feel abrupt or uncomfortable. Fear of aggression.

Boss Luo, who was using the back of a Western knife to press the peas on the plate, then lightly poked a few peas with a fork before putting them into his mouth, became interested in this topic.

Boss Luo naturally likes fate more than ordinary people.

He thought for a moment and said, "What does Mr. Jimmy think fate should be like?"

Seeing Song Ying's gaze, Jimmy picked up the water glass with his left hand and moistened it, took a sip of water, and then said slowly: "Someone once said that we will meet about 29.2 million people in our lifetime, but the probability of two people falling in love is Only 0.000049%, which is 49 in a million. Between men and women, or even same-sex people, the chance of meeting each other and falling in love is so low in the vast sea of ​​​​people, but there are people who love each other around us all the time. The two of you think this is fate."

"What you are saying is romantic, and it is not a theory of probability." Song Ying said very spoiling the atmosphere: "Besides, where did the number 29.3 million come from? Have you passed the sampling experiment?"

Jimmy was startled, then showed a wry smile, picked up the water glass with his left hand and saluted the two of them, "Oh, this 'I heard' that always went well has turned into nonsense when it comes to Miss Song. Miss Song , forgive my ignorance.”

After hearing this, the assistant Zi Yun who was with me at the table sighed secretly in her heart... This Miss Ying of ours is so good at knowing how to be romantic. The most things she has in her mind are probably stock codes.

For a person who doesn't even have a copy of "Pride and Prejudice" in his bookcase, romance is tantamount to playing the piano to an ox... This talented man naturally used the wrong method, but Ziyun naturally won't mention this kind of thing. .

Didn't notice that the master was still sitting next to him... The assistant glanced at Master Qiu quietly, thinking more about the mysterious designer Astaroth, and it was a little strange.

She is from the Song Family Village School, specializing in business and communication... Isn't it said that this young master Qiu grew up in an ordinary family? This meal looked like antiques, and only a few ancient European aristocrats knew how to go to the palace. What's up with the etiquette...

Ms. Sakura couldn't tell. She even barely passed the social dance class... This talented Jimmy couldn't even tell.

Although such a talent packages himself very well, there are some essential things that cannot be packaged... Although this lunch seems to be Jimmy's humor and arouse topics, Ziyun likes Master Qiu's occasional... A sentence or two.

To use the school's theory of self-cultivation in Chinese studies, it is to hide one's strength and bide one's time.

As he was thinking about it, the assistant caught the eye of Master Qiu. Luo Qiu just smiled slightly, then stretched out his finger to tap the position of his lips.

Ziyun was startled, and then she noticed that there was some sauce on her lips. But at this moment, Master Qiu suddenly spoke, which immediately attracted the attention of Jimmy and Miss Ying.

Ziyun took advantage of the opportunity and quickly wiped her lips with a napkin, so as not to lose her composure.

"Actually, I think Mr. Jimmy's words are also very interesting." Luo Qiu's voice was not loud, but it made people want to listen.

Song Ying was quite touched by this. This dead man's head seemed to be transparent when he didn't speak. But when he spoke, it would immediately become the center of attention if he spoke without any nutrition.

In fact, Song Ying was quite helpless about this... Well, the smell of perfume came again!

"Why do you say that?" Song Ying asked expressionlessly.

Luo Qiu looked at her and said: "We might as well put it another way...as long as there are still people in the world, there will be opportunities for people to know each other and love each other. Probability science also believes in opportunities, right?"

During the first half of the sentence, Ms. Ying's heart skipped a beat, but during the second half of the sentence, she couldn't help but roll her eyes...so angry!

Do you know why I called you here? !

What is the operation of dismantling the platform? !

"I'm sorry, you two. I'll excuse you for a moment and go to the bathroom." Jimmy stood up and nodded.

After noticing something was wrong in the atmosphere, Ziyun also said: "Miss, Master, I'm going to touch up my makeup too. You two can chat slowly, chat slowly, hahaha..."

The waiters were waiting outside the door, and now only Luo Qiu and Song Ying were left in the box. Miss Sakura today is wearing a black dress and has taken off her jacket. The weather in March and April is actually quite cold. Although the heating is on in the private room, there are still a few spots on her fair skin. little bump.

She couldn't help but fold her arms and wipe them gently.

But the legendary scene of taking off clothes and putting on clothes did not happen. Luo Qiu just raised the temperature of the heater and asked the waiter outside to bring new hot tea.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Miss Ying said calmly: "Your clothes are pretty good. Did your girlfriend choose them for you?"

"Yes." Luo Qiu nodded.

Miss Ying rolled her eyes, feeling quite unhappy, "You might as well learn from Jimmy just now. If it were him, he would definitely not admit it."

"Are you feeling unwell these days?"

Miss Ying, who had punched the cotton many times, could only say helplessly: "It's okay, I can't even start now, so I have to be busy. Thank you for your concern... Are you caring about me?"

Luo Qiu nodded, "I think I should care about you, don't you like it?"

"Hi... I believed you, you idiot!" Song Ying breathed a sigh of relief, held her forehead and raised her eyes, as if she was looking at her.

After a while, she felt something draped on her body. Song Ying was startled. She raised her eyes and took a look quietly...it turned out to be just her coat hanging on the chair.

Luo Qiu walked to the window sill and seemed to be looking at the scenery outside... This made Song Ying even feel that the other party was just doing it casually, and she sighed helplessly.

Luo Qiu opened the window a little, and a bit of cold wind blew in. Song Ying felt a coolness from outside, and the dull smell in the room dissipated a little.

Luo Qiu said: "Spring is here."

Spring in March and April.

Song Ying was startled and looked out the window. It was Luo Qiu who opened the curtain, so it was only then that she saw the exquisite courtyard of the club outside.

The trees planted here are all cherry blossoms. The flowering period of the cherry blossoms is very short. They are gorgeous and fall in bloom at the same time. Song Ying looked a little fascinated and her body became lazy.

Cherry blossoms in March and April.

She suddenly said: "Hey, do you think I could dye my hair back?"

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"Hmm... He is a young man named Luo. He seems to have been trained by a big family, but there is very little information about him."

In the bathroom, Jimmy was talking to Mr. House on the phone, reporting some things, "This Song Ying doesn't seem to have the surname Luo, but this person should be taken seriously. We don't know what their relationship is yet." .”

But on the other end of the phone, Mr. House didn't seem interested in any of this. He said a few words casually and then closed the communication.

The old man was in his twilight years, but Jimmy was still in his prime. When he was at his most energetic, he was naturally a hundred times more interested in business than Mr. House.

After turning off the phone, Jimmy sneered coldly, but the smile flashed past. When he looked in the mirror again, he looked polite again.

At this moment, someone came to the bathroom. He was wearing a windbreaker and a hat. The brim of the hat was lowered, and only half of his face could be seen.

Jimmy looked at the other party in the mirror with confusion, and when he knew that the other party had stopped, he stood behind him... Jimmy's surprise flashed across his face, and he turned around instantly.

The other party happened to raise his head at this time.

Jimmy looked at the other person's face, opened his mouth suddenly, took a small step back, and hit the sink, "You..."

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Ziyun put on her makeup early and returned to the door of the box, but did not go in. She asked the waiter outside the door, Mr. Jimmy, if he was back. After receiving a no reply, she stood outside the door and waited, and told the two waiters not to go in.

At this time, Ziyun received a text message from Mr. Jimmy. He said that he had left beforehand and the lunch bill had been settled... Although she was more confused, Ziyun didn't pay too much attention.

After waiting outside the door for nearly half an hour, Ziyun felt that time was almost up, so she opened the door and walked in.

At this time, Song Ying was leaning on the table, and Luo Qiu was standing in front of the window. The two of them looked at the scenery outside the window... Ziyun covered her mouth and snickered, then said: "Miss, Master, I'm sorry, I just took the call. I made a call and came back late."

Song Ying woke up from a very comfortable state and said oh when she heard the words.

Ziyun said at this time: "Mr. Jimmy just left me a message saying that he had something to do and left first. He asked me to say I'm sorry and apologize next time."

Ms. Ying waved her hand and said, "Next time I invite you, just back off. I can deal with that glib guy. That Mr. House only wants an assistant to come forward, so if you come forward for me, you are a perfect match."

Luo Qiu chuckled softly upon hearing this.

"What are you laughing at? Did I say something wrong?" Song Ying rolled her eyes.

Ziyun stepped forward and reminded her in a low voice: "Miss... well-matched is not used in this way. Well-matched is used when people are getting married, and it means that their family backgrounds are about the same..."

"Chinese is so amazing!" Song Ying suddenly became furious, "This Jimmy looks pretty good, be careful, I really have to assign you to him!"

She is not as proficient in Chinese studies as Young Master Song. She spent most of her time studying abroad. If the Song family had not always maintained the Chinese tradition, she would have been completely foreignized.

"Miss, that's not what I meant..." Zi Yun looked at Master Qiu looking for help rather aggrievedly.

"Can you order some fried rice for me?" Luo Qiu said casually: "I don't seem to be full... Well, let's see what Song Ying likes to eat. She didn't eat much just now."

"Right away!" Zi Yun walked out of the door quickly as if she had been granted amnesty.

Song Ying glanced at Luo Qiu dissatisfied. Boss Luo smiled and said, "By the way, how are the old man and Song Haoran doing lately? Can you tell me about their current situation?"

Song Ying shook her head and said, half charming and half angry: "You, you can become a master at changing the subject!"

She breathed out again, "Forget it, I won't argue with you! Come over here and tell you about grandpa and Song Haoran."

After lunch, it took more than an hour for them to leave the club. Song Ying originally wanted to give Luo Qiu a ride, but she was rejected.

So Miss Ying's dissatisfaction finally broke out in the car. She looked at Ziyun and said, "Ziyun, starting from today, you are prohibited from watching TV series!"

"Miss, you'd better marry me off..."

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Night, Alston Pharmaceuticals.

Jimmy walked quickly in the corridor, and the security personnel who occasionally passed by would say hello respectfully...until he came to Mr. House's office.

In addition to Mr. House, there were two other doctors and three nurses here... Mr. House also had an intravenous drip hanging on his arm.

Mr. House seemed to have been waiting for a while, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Jimmy looked around the office before walking to Mr. House and lowering his voice: "I'm sorry, boss, I'm delayed by something."

Mr. House slowly opened his eyes, looked at Jimmy with some surprise, then nodded, and waved his hand, asking the doctor to pull out the needle.

After that, the doctor and nurse packed up their things and left silently.

Jimmy said: "Boss, your body..."

Mr. House shook his head, stood up with crutches, and ordered Jimmy to lock the door of the office. When Jimmy locked the door, he heard a strange noise behind him.

The display cabinets on only one side of the wall were now separated from the middle... There was also a secret room designed in the office.

Jimmy remained calm and came to Mr. House's side.

Mr. House breathed a sigh of relief and said casually: "Come in with me to see the progress."

After the two entered the secret room passage, the display cabinet moved slowly and finally closed... But soon, a dark red mark suddenly floated on the lock of the locked office door.

The mark flashed away, and the next moment, the door lock opened automatically.

After that, a woman wearing a leather jacket and leather trousers with a silver eyepatch covering the upper half of her face walked in quickly.

After the woman came in, she looked around suspiciously, and then locked her eyes on the display cabinet... She came to the display cabinet, and after pondering for a moment, she stretched out her fingers and outlined a pattern bit by bit on the edge of the cabinet. A dark red mark similar to the one floating on the door lock.

"Open."

The woman said softly.

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After passing through a not-so-long passage, followed by an iron staircase, Jimmy kept supporting Mr. House, and soon came to an open place.

What he could see with his eyes was the size of a basketball court...Jimmy saw many strong men with weapons, not only stationed at the entrance, but also in front of many other passages leading here.

Various instruments and a large number of researchers in white robes shuttled among them.

In the center of this huge space is a huge prototype container with a base.

At this time, a foreign man about fifty years old came to Mr. House with a man and a woman.

"Let me see him." Mr. House said directly.

The visitor nodded to Mr. House, and then nodded to Jimmy as a greeting. He took Jimmy's place and helped Mr. House towards the huge container.

"When can it be completed?"

Getting closer, Mr. House suddenly asked.

The man said slowly: "Come on, the equation you sent me is indeed the part we have been missing all along. The final test can be done tomorrow."

Mr. House's spirits suddenly became better, and he seemed better than ever. He walked quickly towards the container, even leaving the cane on the ground.

In front of the container, a young man saw Mr. House approaching and pressed a button on a console on the container.

In front of the sealed container, a foot-long shell slowly opened.

Jimmy's eyes narrowed slightly.

Through the glass at the opening of the container shell, he could see the light green color inside... and in this small opening, he could even see a human face.

There is a vague resemblance to Mr. House's face...

He seemed to be sleeping, with a feeding device around his mouth and nose.

Mr. House's palms trembled slightly as he caressed the small mirror, as if caressing a treasure. "It's quick, it's quick..."

At this moment, an extremely harsh alarm sound suddenly sounded throughout the sealed space.

"Someone broke in!"

This is the low roar of a strong man holding a weapon at the entrance...