The Three Kingdoms of the Widow

Guo Jia was watching the TV, holding a beer in one hand and copying a small national flag worth two yuan in the other, shouting and shouting.

"Evergrande! Evergrande! Minimum consumption, Evergrande!"

Xia Houdun felt that this was too much. Guo Jia was watching the live broadcast of the football game outside the office while Boss Cao was actually studying the company's expansion plan inside.

"Yuan Rang, Gu also thinks it's too much. Feng Xiao was dominating the sofa outside and beckoning to Gu, 'Come and watch the football game with me'. Isn't this the line for grabbing Gu!"

It was indeed too much, Xiahou Dun nodded.

So Xiahou Dun sat next to Guo Jia in the next second.

Watching football requires a lot of people to be lively.

"Quick, quick, cross from the left... oops! It's the post again!"

"Back, back, stop! Shoot! You're the one to die!"

"Referee! Did the referee's parents leave the placenta behind and raise them?"

As soon as the final whistle blew, the cheering of the audience was a few seconds faster than the two belated anchors. Evergrande won the championship and the whole stadium was boiled. Guo Jia, who was infected by the boiling emotion, couldn't control it. He picked up the custom-made glazed version of "Wei Wu Wang used Gehu Euphorbia" on the table next to him and patted it on the tempered glass tea table in front of him.

"Fuck, your grandpa's!"

Liuli and glass died together.

Xiahoudun sighed: "It's from the same root, so why bother with each other?"

Oh, by the way, colored glaze and glass were indeed the same thing in the Han Dynasty.

Xiahou Dun heard the CEO's indiscriminate words when he was excited, he leaned forward and called Cao Cao: "Meng De, Fengxiao scolded your grandpa... Oh no, it's our grandpa, don't you care?"

"Let her scold, anyway, I don't know who my grandfather is." Boss Cao said magnanimously.

"Huh? You don't even know who your grandfather is?"

Boss Cao sighed: "Gu used to think that Gu knew..."

It's all cca. The fault of v13!It's all Fordham's fault!

"But the news on the news channel this morning said: Gu, I actually don't know..."

The news also seemed to imply that someone from Xiahou's family had a slightly green hat.

This is not a problem. The problem is that CEO Zhuge of Hanji Group and her "His Majesty" are also very concerned about the news.So Boss Cao received a letter of consolation drafted by CEO Zhuge and signed by Chairman Liu:

"A place like Fudan can produce eighteen donkeys, how can we expect it to improve? Extracting DNA from people thousands of years ago is simply the most unreliable thing we have ever heard. In fact, it is used for interrogation. The human cells that monitor DNA are useless after a few decades at most.

“[It can’t be said so absolutely—sperm will remain active for a long time in a cryogenically frozen state.]

"As for the fact that 17% of the people with the surname Cao all over the country have a certain nucleotide that is the same as someone's, it proves that they have a common ancestor. It's too ridiculous. Believe it or not, Boss Cao, you just have sex with someone Your genetic similarity is higher than this. The difference in human genotype is only one thousandth... Don't think this number is small, the human genome generally has more than 30 billion base pairs. So the reason why human beings are so different Here it is - the different ratios may be small but the base cannot be too large.

“[Actually, Director Liu thinks that the real reason for the unreliable research is that the people surnamed Cao in the research samples—he thinks Sima’s attack should have been quite clean.]

"Finally, I have good news to tell Chairman Cao that we have applied to test the DNA of two women in someone's tomb, and the mailing address of the result is [CEO Guo].

"Please take advantage of the Double Eleven special to buy inferior washboards, keyboards, guqin, tortoise shells, cactus..."

The last sentence really makes people tremble with fear...

"Feng Xiao, have you read the email from Kong Ming?" Boss Cao asked cautiously.

Guo Jia, who had had enough beer, drove Xiahou Dun away, occupied the big sofa by himself, lay down comfortably, and was looking through the phone book to find the contact information of Liu Ziyang from the maintenance department: "No. I know what she wants to say without looking, Fudan The result of the laboratory, right?"

"Uh……"

"In fact, the result is used to deceive people. Of course it's good if it's done well, and no one will say anything if it's not good. The country's so much scientific research funding every year can't support these people in vain. They have to make some noise every now and then to show themselves I’m working. That’s why I hate science and engineering the most!” Guo Jiayue said more and more angrily, and sat up from the sofa. Chirping! Zhuge just writes a proposal, and it will cost 50 yuan! This is still the priority!"

At this time, Zhuge Liang, who was inspecting the spinning workshop, sneezed.

Of my 50, 40 is for materials and equipment, and the remaining 9 is for testing.It's not like you buy a pen, a piece of paper, and at most an eraser.

Zhuge Liang complained in his heart.

Finding an ancestor is a big problem, finding a prominent ancestor is an even bigger problem.

Dissatisfied with Fudan's test results, Boss Cao suggested that everyone find their ancestors together.

The leadership of Hanji Clothing Trading Group and Jiangdong Fire Equipment Co., Ltd. have devoted themselves to this event with great enthusiasm.

But everyone soon discovered that this activity was not reliable.

The first one to give up was Zhuge Liang.

CEO Zhuge checked his ancestor's information for a long time, but he found nothing, and even missed the lunch in the company cafeteria.

But if you miss it, you still have to eat, so CEO Zhuge slipped to the back kitchen to find the master chef.

Then she saw a master chef devoutly offering incense to a shrine in the lounge during his lunch break.

Zhuge Liang walked over curiously and found that the shrine is very gorgeous, the color of rosewood, with thick imitation red electric candles inserted on both sides, and a small gold incense burner in front of the shrine. .

Looking at the person in the shrine again, his face is very familiar: clear eyebrows, feather fan scarf, wearing gossip fairy clothes, floating like a fairy.

Zhuge Liang: ...Who is this?

The canteen master turned around and saw that it was the CEO, and said excitedly: This is our ancestor!

... Is your patriarch's last name Zhuge, single name Liang, and word Kongming?

That's right, that's right!This patriarch is not only a good character, but also a good cook!It is said that he was originally a human being, and became a god after death by incense. He specially bless us disciples and grandchildren with superb cooking skills and benefit the world!

Zhuge Liang was speechless for a long while.

Do you make pasta?

Yes, yes!I'm in charge of pastry... But how do you know?

After this incident, CEO Zhuge's spirit was greatly devastated, and he was depressed all day long.

Didn't I just make a bun!

Chairman Liu Bei persuaded him all day: Kong Ming, I want to open some, I want to open some.Look at me, look at me, my portrait has been hung by the employees at the main entrance of the textile factory since the first day, everyone came out and went in to worship, I didn’t care much, did I, want to open some .

The second one to give up was Cao Pi.

In order to cater to his father, Mr. Cao worked very hard on this matter. When he learned about this matter, his first reaction was to search the Internet.

But the result was disappointing, and almost all the conclusions ended with "supposedly" and "presumably".

And these conclusions are highly similar across different websites.

Mr. Cao, who ate grape sago dew at night, was unhappy. Sima Yi suggested that he should go to those big websites tomorrow and ask about it. It might be possible to filter out those duplicate information by directly adjusting the data from the main server.

So the two went there the next day.

But nothing was found. When he came out, Cao Pi accidentally saw a memorial tablet in a smaller office opposite: "That's..."

"Oh, Mr. Cao, the opposite is a literature reading website under our company, which was just established at the beginning of the year."

Cao Pi walked in and saw something unexpected on a table in the corner.

Written crookedly and in simplified characters on the tablet: Master Cao Pi's Spirit Tablet.

Within 10 minutes, four people came to add water and incense, and they all clasped their hands and muttered reverently to the tablet.

Cao Pi's complexion was naturally ugly: "Who are these people?"

"Ah, they are all new editors. According to the custom here, newcomers must worship this first when they come."

"why?"

Before the followers could speak, a clever editor next to him explained: "Because Mr. Cao Pi is the ancestor of our profession!"

What is going on, who will explain it!

"Lord Cao Pi's ability to urge manuscripts is our highest adoration! Think about it, Master Cao Zhi was stuck with the text, and in order to urge him to write, Master Cao Pi limited him to write poems within seven steps, otherwise he would be beheaded, so Master Cao Zhi went smoothly. The manuscript is finished, what an amazing ability to press the manuscript!"

Cao Pi could hardly stand up.

Sima Yi was thoughtful beside him: "No wonder when it comes to editors, the most commonly used attributive is 'reminding manuscripts like urging life'..."

Cao Pi went home devastated, his downcast appearance startled Zhou Yu, Zhuge Liang, Zhao Yun and others who had gathered at his house to hear the result.When Sima Yi explained the cause and effect, these people laughed very hard again.

Cao Pi felt that he was about to collapse: "I never forced Zijian to write a seven-step poem! Luo Guanshui harmed me!"

"Then why did Cao Zijian go to Ukraine suddenly?" Zhuge Liang asked meanly.

"That has nothing to do with me! It's because he has a ghost in his heart and ran away on his own initiative!" Cao Pi almost went crazy.

"Tsk tsk, Cao Zijian left, and it was rumored that you, Cao Zihuan, framed him, but in the end, Boss Cao neither pursued nor covered up, and neither brought the fourth son back nor punished the second son—hey, Cao Zihuan, tell me, who is the phone bill, you or your brother?" Sent?"

Zhao Yun rubbed his head: "Is the mobile company so unpopular that it needs such a method?"

Zhou Yu thinks it is unscientific: "Why is it mobile and not telecom? I think telecom has always been more generous in sending things!"

Hey, you're off topic.

Zhuge Liang: "Okay, then let's get serious—Cao Zihuan, who bought the recharge card as a gift, you or your brother?"

"Anyway, I'm going to smash that tablet tomorrow!" Cao Pi was furious.

"Don't you want the sesame oil money too?" The door clicked open, and CEO Guo walked in with a printed list in his hand, frowning.

"What sesame oil money?"

"Do you think those little girls worship you for nothing? Every month, literary websites have a commission, which is reimbursed according to the sesame oil money. Xijiang, Qicheng, Tianxiang and several other big websites have just sent letters of intent for cooperation, saying that they want to cooperate with you." After signing the contract, 20% of the monthly sesame oil money will be your endorsement fee."

"20%? How much can there be?"

"Not much, just two or three hundred million."

Zhuge Liang was choked, although she didn't drink water.

"It's more profitable than the real thing..." Zhou Yu lost his mind for a moment.

Guo Jia shrugged: "Spiritual civilization and material civilization construction should be grasped with both hands, and both hands must be strong."

Cao Pi was stunned for a moment: "Sign! I will sign! Where will I sign!"

"Sign what? Didn't you say you haven't urged the manuscript?" Guo Jia frowned.

"I urged it, I must have urged it! I must have urged it! I have urged it even if I didn't!"

Zhuge Liang and Zhao Yun sighed: I know, Cao Zhi must have exchanged it with Taobao gold coins.

Sun Quan's journey of finding his roots was smoother than everyone else's, and the result was not bad. When he mentioned this, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

His believers are participants in all second-hand transactions, whether it is the staff of physical stores, online store operators, second-hand information publishers...

Everyone likes him the most, especially women, because he often deals with the clothes he has worn in "second-hand/cabbage price/luxury version".

Zhou Yu's junior brother Lu Meng and junior sister Lu Yi felt the deepest about this, especially Lu Yi.Sun Quan once sold to Lu Yi the dotted emerald octagonal hat, white mink coat, and gold thread embellished belt embellished with gemstones that he wore for one yuan. He also used ten yuan to dispose of his unwanted private yacht. .

Compared with this, Sun Ce is almost there, and he has never discovered the shining point of being worshiped by others.

So Sun Quan took the opportunity to say to Zhou Yu: Gong Jin, you see, my brother will always be a corner that is forgotten by people, and he can't even occupy a place as a representative of the three-point world. I still have a future, mix with me Don't suffer.

Zhou Yu said, so this proves that Bo Fu and I are the right couple.

Uh, why?

Zhou Yu said, Little Sun Dong, haven't you noticed that I haven't found the shining point of being worshiped by others?

Omg, Little Sun Dong crawled to the corner to draw circles, isn’t it enough for you to throw flash bombs in front of me all day long, you need more flashes!

But it's a bit inaccurate to say that, Dasun Dong is not a mediocre person, he still found his own position later.

His portrait was hung outside the Institute of Philosophy and Philosophy at CUHK, and he was almost treated the same as the revolutionary mentors.

"why?"

"Because you are probably the earliest atheist." Guo Jia said.

So in the end you made me auspicious?

Dasun Dong, if you want to be more open, you killed Yu Ji, and you will be famous in history. You are a fearless hero. No matter how good my auspicious skills are, the fortune-telling association dare not treat me as a master--fortune tellers are all crow mouths How else to make money?

In the end, everyone has a place to use their talents, only Boss Cao is not good enough, and his literary quality is good-but those who study literature would rather go to Chen Lin; the martial arts achievements are also very good-he is more willing to go to Sun Wu.

In the end, Boss Cao could only sell wine.

How to relieve worries, only Du Kang.Take a look, the advertising words are all their own, and there is no copyright fee.

Boss Cao took the opportunity to decide to enter the food industry.

"Is this trying to grab my territory?" CEO Zhuge was rather sensitive.

"No, it's just that Senior Sister Guo likes to eat sour plum and sour horn hawthorn cake recently. Boss Cao thinks it's better to make the products by himself," Zhou Yu said.

So, if you can't find your ancestors, try to make yourself an ancestor.

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