MTL - Special Agent’s Rebirth: The Almighty Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 1120 1120 reality [83] I am wild willow (4 more)

Chapter 1120 Chapter 1120 Reality [83] I am Ye Liu (4 more)

The pen name of Yehliu is the well-deserved **** of the current style.

The novel "The Gods of Heaven" is a book of all levels in terms of friendship, battle, and style.

From so many fans to chase books, you can see.

Ye Haohua knows the weight of this pseudonym. Yeh, who has never been sent to Weibo, has more than 10 million fans.

At that time, those people should know that the top flow of the entertainment industry is Ye Liu.

Ye Haohua can even imagine that the scene on Weibo must be more explosive than the certificate she got with M. At that time, Weibo programmers have to lose a few more hair.

Jiang Jie was originally wearing a mask, while watching the news on Weibo, she was refreshed.

Seeing the news of Ye Haohua, her mask was scared.

I don’t go back to Ye Haohua’s WeChat. I called directly on a phone call. “What happened to you?”

Ye Haohua was still in the wording, how to introduce the vest of Ye Liu with the euphemism of Jiang Jie.

Regarding the executive president of Xiangyang Group, Ye Haohua did not intend to tell Jiang Jie that he did not intend to announce it for the time being. Except for Lao Pan, no one knows that the CEO is her, and the boss of the Engineering Department of Xiangyang Group is also her.

Fear of saying it, the financial circle should be closed.

In a sentence, Jiang Jie made Ye Haohua worry. "Nothing, don't worry, I am not chaotic."

Ye Haohua has always been very measured, saying that there is no chaos, there must be no chaos.

Jiang Jie relaxed at once, she continued to lean on the sofa, slowly patted her face with a mask. "Let's say, what else do you deserve to panic?"

Ye Haohua thinks that he has talked with Professor Ryan in the face of Jiang Jie.

Therefore, she thinks that the identity of Ye Liu may not be anything in Jiang’s here.

"In fact, there is nothing," Ye Haohua changed his hand to take the mobile phone. "I will give you a vaccination. What news has appeared one day, don't panic."

"Good bad?" asked Jiang.

Ye Haohua's lazy opening, his head slightly biased, his eyebrows are comfortable, "Nature is good."

"I am happy that you are too late, I will panic?" Jiang Jie smiled disdainfully. "You see when I panic."

"That's good." Ye Haohua reminded him to hang.

At this time, Jiang Jie suddenly remembered something. "Wait, don't hang up. Do you know what the copyright of the gods IP is being sold?"

"Know." Ye Haohua found a wall and leaned up, and pulled the mask.

Thinking about the copyright or selling it by herself.

"I heard that the scriptwriters of Xiangyang Group have compiled TV dramas and TV scripts, and Haixuan has been in the past two weeks," Jiang said seriously. "You have read the novels in the past few days, and then go to the audition, the whole entertainment." The circle is sensationalized by the sea election of this novel. Doesn't this film affect you to remind you?"

Ye Haohua is silent: "... OK."

There is one in the script.

**

On the third day, Ye Haohua met with the fruit at a Xiangyin clubhouse.

This is an address that the fruit has chosen for a long time, only to choose an address. He guessed that the wild willows may not show up for some reason, so the security measures are very good.

Ye Haohua armed with a mask and a cap and sunglasses, armed with a black cloak.

Covered her excessively slender figure.

When I first arrived at the entrance of the clubhouse, a call came over.

She exchanged the number with the fruit long ago, and Ye Haohua saw that the caller ID was "fruit."

Pick it up and walk towards the service desk.

"Fruit?" She lowered her figure, very clear.

The fruit sipped a bit and then calmly said: "Sorry, this lady, can you return the phone to the people around you?"

Ye Haohua told the staff of the clubhouse about the name of the box.

This is the slow way to the person who is holding the phone. "Want to die, eh?"

The fruit is now sure that he has not made a mistake.

Also... still so nice, so young voice?

For a long time, the fruit has not returned.

Until the waiter brings a person to the box.

The other side was fully armed, with a mask on his face and a cap on his head that was very low.

Slightly lowered her head, the hat covered her half face and only saw a black mask.

There is also a white ear that looks white in black.

The other hand reached for the black coat and handed it to the cold girl who was respectful behind her.

The slender fingers of the white scorpion are pinched with black coats, and every place is exquisite.

The face has not yet been seen, and the fruit is shocked by the unique and chilling power of the man who is wrapped up in his own eyes.

He originally thought that Ye Liu didn't see anyone because she couldn't see anyone, but now... This temperament of this figure is a beautiful woman.

It’s not good for fruit to speak. “Greatly big... Great God?!”

Ye Haohua took off the hat that was buckled on the head, and casually said "Hmm", "Sit first."

The fruit is about thirty years old. What is inconsistent with his editorial name is that he is a man nearly one meter eight.

Ye Yuhua sat in the chair, and Mu Liu took her coat and followed her behind.

The fruit is still dying, and it has not stopped from the fact that Yehliu is a woman.

The next thing almost ruined his three views.

After Ye Haohua sat down, he first took off his sunglasses and pulled down the black mask on his face.

A familiar and beautiful face appeared in front of the fruit.

"boom!"

The fruit slipped to the ground.

Ye Haohua's face is the passport of the entertainment circle. I can't find a face that is better than her when I find the whole entertainment circle.

Three hundred and sixty degrees without dead ends.

The most important thing is that she is rare. I don't need to use p. There is almost no difference between the camera and the reality.

Very well recognized.

Even if the fruit is not a fan of Ye Haohua, he also knows that this person is the big star that is red to purple.

Ye Haohua!

He sat on the ground and his brain screamed.

Ye Haohua calmly poured a cup of tea for himself.

After the fruit sat on the ground for two minutes, she took the teacup and leaned back on the back of the chair. One hand held the chin, and the voice was lazy. "Wake up?"

This look, this tone is correct.

The fruit almost remembered. In the past few years, he reminded him over and over again, and the person at the other end of the phone answered with arrogance and coldness.

"No more."

"Don't go."

"not in the mood."

"You want to die?"

Ye Liu is a woman, even if it is still a hot star.

At this time, the fruit finally knows why Yehliu God did not open the signing ceremony.

If it is really open...

Those fans may eat her.

But my heart was accepted, and how his calm mood could not calm down.

Ye Haohua poured a cup of tea for him.

The fruit has been slowly drunk over a few cups.

Then look at Ye Haohua with a strange look.

One is the big touch of the literary world, the dead house, and the other is the top flow of the entertainment circle, the fire is everywhere.

Why can't you compare them together?

But the two are actually the same person.

"The foreign language agreement is here," after five minutes, the fruit came out with a pair of agreements. "Some of I have handled it for you, and some require you to sign it yourself."

Ye Haohua took it, and if he flipped it, he signed his name.

Yeh Liu has been staring at her signature, and the words she wrote are in awe-inspiring, engraved with the same strokes as he had received before.

He wiped his face blankly.

I really want to ask, do you know that you are writing a text? Do you know that you are wild willow?

Before coming, the fruit thought of the wild willow is a high-cold fat house.

"Great God, the person in charge of Xiangyang Group upstairs is still waiting for me. You should check it out first. I will sign a contract." Most of the cooperation between the gods is the fruit and cooperation with Xiangyang Group.

Ye Haohua nodded.

After the fruit went up, Ye Haohua received a call from the military hospital.

The caller is the dean.

He hurriedly said on the phone: "Miss Ye, Ye has a high fever in the body, and the situation is not good now!"

The dean’s voice was in a hurry.

He did not think that the injury is getting better. The leaves that have been rebuilt are leaving. This morning, the nurses rounded up the room. The redness of his body burned was not an ordinary fever. The body was hot and scary. It has reached 40 degrees.

This kind of high temperature, the dean is afraid of giving the leaves a good burn out.

The first one called Ye Haohua.

Originally thought that Ye Haohua would be very anxious.

After all, Ye Haohua is very concerned about Ye Li.

I didn't expect to hear my own words. Ye Haohua only faintly said, "Where is he now?"

"Southern doctor has already rushed over and is giving a full body examination to Ye Li. The high fever does not retreat." The dean heard Ye Haohua's calm attitude and could not help repeat it. "Miss Ye, Ye Changguan, he had a high fever of 40, almost anti-human. Anti-science."

He thought that Ye Haohua had just not heard his words and repeated it.

"I know," This is the normal phenomenon after ordinary people take medicines, especially taking her medicine. The effect is very overbearing. "Nothing, you don't need to let South doctors do it. It is my new medicine for Ye Li, normal reaction. ""

The dean was silent, "New medicine?"

Ye Haohua glanced outside. "This is waiting for me to go to the hospital. Let me say, I will be about forty minutes."

The matter of pharmacy has to be discussed with the dean.

After the leaves, the sequelae of the body are estimated to be gone.

Ye Haohua hung up the phone and the fruit has not come back.

When the phone was not answered, she pushed the door open and went upstairs to find the fruit.

Xiangyang Group is dealing with fruit. Lao Pan, Ye Haohua knows this. She is Ye Liu and I know that Lao Pan seems to have nothing.

After all, Lao Pan knows that her secrets are quite a lot.

**

Upstairs, Su Qing and Lao Pan are anxiously waiting for the fruit.

Su Qing was only reported to the Xiangyang Group yesterday.

Arranged by Lao Pan in the network department, he once expressed his affirmation to the tall department of Xiangyang Group's network department.

At the time of the Su family, Su Shi always felt that he was learning to play the net, and it was even more embarrassing.

At present, the series of technologies of Xiangyang Group make Su Qing look at each other. I don’t know who asked the net editors once, which software is the big one.

The network department responded to Su Qing but laughed.

So that Su Qing is more confused.

Today, knowing that Lao Pan wants to end with the editor of the Great God, Su Qingfei has to come over.

Fortunately, Lao Pan knew the identity of Su Qing. He did not hesitate to bring Su Qing.

I don’t see the **** himself, and the editor who saw the **** is the same. Su Qing conveyed his deep admiration for the god. “Fruit editor, have you seen the great god?”

The fruit is hard to say, "I have seen it."

The tone is a bit tough.

Su Qing’s eyes lit up. “What does he look like? How old?”

"It's a lot smaller than me." Fruit looked down on Baidu and checked Ye Xihua's age.

twenty two.

Ten years younger than him.

She started writing the gods of heaven five years ago.

That is, seventeen years old.

The fruit looks numb.

Su Qing did not see it, but continued to ask Ye Liu’s things, but the fruit was absent-minded, and Su Qing had some regrets.

I have not continued to ask.

After signing the agreement, they only stayed in the box for five minutes, and Ye Xinhua was downstairs.

And the old Pan Xin Department of the next great project, Su Qing saw the fruit did not see the wild willows some disappointment, my heart naturally remembered the things of the net department, and my heart was alive.

The three people obviously don't want to stay longer, and the mind is obviously not here.

After saying that the cooperation was pleasant, the three met the common requirements and went downstairs together.

Go down the gallery downstairs to get to the stairs.

This clubhouse has a little ancient charm, only the third floor, there is no elevator, the club investors think that the elevator will destroy this ancient rhyme, so there is only the stairs that are not simple.

The three people went down the stairs together. When they were on the corner of the second floor, the fruit saw a hat and a mask in one hand, a mobile phone in one hand, and a figure on the mobile phone.

The figure was awkward, with a little cold frost.

He snorted and shouted subconsciously, "Great God?"

Su Qing and Lao Pan looked up.

Good morning, everyone, I think I can't see my eyes...

(End of this chapter)