Lure A

"According to the federal law and order regulations, more than 60 decibels are noise."

After the identity is passed, the induction door opens to both sides.

Two young people walked into the bedroom suite one after the other, the one in front looked a little tired.

"It will be like this when you get older," Assistant Wei said consolingly, "Especially Xiao Lao's voice was developed when he was a soldier, and since he has nowhere to spend his energy now, it's easy to..."

The assistant fell silent in the second half.

Xiao Zong stood and listened to the training for two hours, his head was buzzing.

However, as soon as he went out, he was blocked by his cousin in the promenade to complain, saying that Leng Haiyun seemed to be eating explosives recently and was only looking for trouble for him, and his small entertainment company has been run out and is about to go bankrupt.

"This is killing a chicken for the monkey to see!" the cousin said with a mournful face.

Xiao Zong pushed him away expressionlessly: "You are the monkey."

As soon as he came back, he fell directly on the sofa in the living room, and said lazily, "It's easy to make trouble."

"I said earlier that with the energy of the old man, I should work for a few more years. Dr. Lu's vague words all day made the board of directors nervous. We must immediately appoint a new person. In the end, so many things came out."

As soon as the news of Xiao Zong's succession came out, Leng Haiyun was the first to lose his balance.In some way, he suppressed the regulatory approvals filed by several financial subsidiaries.

Just imagine that Xiao Zong is going to take over the group, but the approval has not come down there. I don't know whose face this slap is, anyway, it will be another round of eating melons by the whole people.

He helped to think about the headlines of the news: [The Controversy between the Concubine and the Concubine: The Inside Story of the Reversal of the Rich Family's Struggle for Property]

Wei Mian said: "Actually, if it weren't for the accident of the second master, the old man should have retired to travel around the stars at this age."

Xiao Zong said lightly, "I know."

The assistant glanced at him quietly.

It is said that Xiao Zong is like the second master, but it is not unreasonable.

Just like now, Xiao Zong is sitting on the sofa resting, the bookish spirit that he usually gathers seems to dissipate all at once, his pair of peach blossom eyes seem to be smiling but not smiling, no need to do anything to make people feel that similar to Xiao Sinian, Unruly temperament.

Xiao Zong is very efficient at work and has very strict requirements, but in private he is considered an easy boss to get along with.

Wei Mian has been in the industry for so long, and knows that some bosses will ask assistants to help deal with chaotic private life issues, but Xiao Zong has nothing to worry about here except company affairs.

Xiao Lao's words sounded the alarm for him - don't worry, is it because the boss doesn't trust me enough?

Thinking of this, the assistant felt uneasy.

He thought he knew his boss's habits very well, but when he thought about it carefully, he didn't even know any hobbies.

Xiao Zong suddenly thought of something and took out the phone to unlock it, and swipe the screen with his fingertips.

After a while, he threw the phone on the coffee table and said:

"Look, I'm just looking for trouble, I didn't promise to eat at all-I didn't even reply to the message."

"Anyway, it's the boss's daughter. Because it's raining, I can't go back. Where's the driver?"

The assistant thought to himself, she just wants to discuss with you whether to go to your house or her house.

If he hadn't joined the group, Wei Mian might not have felt that there were so many Omegas in the world who would pay their respects to rich families regardless of their status, especially many who were born from rich families themselves, such as Leng Haiyun's mother.

He probably thinks that the unscrupulous media is exaggerating and attracting attention.

But in the past few years, Wei Mian himself couldn't figure out how many Yingying and Yanyan helped the boss block - some went for Madam Xiao's name, and many people made it clear that they wanted to commit suicide.

Can you do whatever you want with money?

Assistant Wei thought honestly: Yes.

Mr. Xiao lived in an era when Omegas were scarce, and he could pick and choose when choosing a mate. The Alpha who was selected was like winning the lottery, and became the envy of other A's.

However, through the continuous efforts of the interstellar government, the sex ratio has gradually balanced in recent years, and O's advantage in choosing a mate has also decreased accordingly.

The number of Alphas has always been quite large, but the excellent A's have always only accounted for a very small number, so in turn they have become resources for Omega to compete for.

At any time, social resources are inclined to better people, which is an eternal truth.

"Ding dong~!"

The screen of the phone that had just been dimmed turned on again, and a photo popped up in the text message.

Wei Mian spotted it at a glance, and said, "This is the blind date the old man said? Are you an adult?"

The Omega in the photo is indeed very small, the skin seems to have a layer of sunshine, the black and white eyes are very energetic, round like almonds, the lips are pursed, looking a bit serious, such an expression in a picture The slightly green face looked cold and obedient.

"It's 21." Xiao Zong glanced casually and said, "The grandson of an old comrade in arms."

"Wei Mian looked at him a few more times, and said: "It's not bad. "

"Humph."

Xiao Zong leaned back, closed his eyes and meditated: "You read it to me, I don't want to read it, I have a headache."

"Gu Yin, Gu Nian's Gu, gravitational Yin. Born on June 2725, 6, Cancer, height 25, weight 175kg, measurements..."

"Stop, stop, stop reading those useless things," Xiao Zong said with his head hurting even more, "Pick the key points."

The assistant asked helplessly: "Boss, what do you want to know?"

I don't want to know anything.Xiao Zong thought.

But as soon as he thought of going back to face Xiao Tornado Yan, he could only press his twitching temples and said, "Tell me about the work you have done."

The assistant thought it wasn't an interview, so what's the point of caring about this, but scrolled down, "Oh, I'm unemployed."

The boss is really good at predicting things and stepping on thunder with precision.

Xiao Zong frowned.

The assistant said: "This family has a mine?"

"No, which school did he graduate from? Did you write it?"

"Hmm...does high school count?"

Xiao Zong frowned even tighter.

This is outrageous.

The assistant flipped back to the photo at the top of the profile.

She looks pretty and cute, but what kind of beauty has Wei Mian never seen beside Xiao Zong?

The pure and coquettish ones, including the one who eavesdropped outside the window just now, are full of artistic temperament, absolutely perfect.

It's a pity that no matter which type, Xiao Zong couldn't take a second look.

This is strange, does the boss...actually like Alpha?

As A's assistant, he immediately had goosebumps all over his body. He quickly ruled out this terrible guess, pointed at the screen and said: "You can't believe videos these days, let alone photos. This level of appearance has to be discounted by [-]% , ah no, [-]% off—what do you mean by Xiao Laotu?"

"Pheromone matching," Xiao Zong sighed, "The old man stole my sample for testing, this should be the one with the highest matching degree."

Wei Mian was dumbfounded.

When it comes to Xiao's class, the marriage doesn't actually have much effect, anyway, it's all about hugging thighs, once something happens to their family, they will run as they should, and no one will be merciful when everyone pushes the wall down.

The old man is focusing on "birth and reproduction" - AO offspring with a high degree of fitness have a higher probability of being excellent.

But it's just a probability. If the level is not enough, how can the genetics be better?

Assistant Wei felt a little sympathetic to his boss: "...Actually, that Miss Li who walked home in the rain is not bad, either?"

Xiao Zong: "Oh."

"Boss," the assistant turned off the screen, and said sincerely, "What type do you like, or why don't you just tell Mr. Xiao directly."

What type does he like?

Ye Yumeng's figure inevitably flashed out, and then was waved away by Xiao Zong irritably.

Back then, he discovered from the experimental data of new energy scrapping that Xiao Sinian had given this project a name called "Guiding Star".

All the experts told him that this was a wrong research direction, and the second master personally followed up and failed to achieve results for more than ten years.

My father probably had great expectations for this project.

The setting sun slanted into the archives showroom from the window, the young man stroked the words on the material, his clean fingertips were covered with dust.

He spent several months sorting out all the scientific research data, sorting out bit by bit, looking at the cause analysis of each test failure, and re-modeling and calculating the chemical reaction results.

At that time, the Xiao family was fighting to the death with their opponents, and the headquarters of Henghua was gloomy every day. The weak scholar-like second son seemed to be ignorant of the sufferings of the world. He ran all over the colleges and universities in H country with a pile of materials as soon as he got off the hospital bed. A group of company executives were frightened.

That's when the sibling relationship started to go bad.

Even if Xiao Zong succeeds later, in Xiao Jingchuan's eyes, he is still that ignorant younger brother.

If Xiao Zong were allowed to choose by himself, he might have a little hope deep in his heart that there would be someone to support each other and walk together.

But he will never admit it.

"I like the kind of career ability that is strong, not squeamish, on call, overtime without complaining, 007 work week system," the heartless Xiao Ershao reported several items in one breath: "There is no need for him to do housework, this kind of thing Housekeeping is more professional, and it is the old man who is anxious to hug his great-grandson. I want to work hard for a few more years, and children are too troublesome."

"The old guys on the board of directors are in a corner. They feel that the company only needs to stick to its achievements. They have never considered that the current situation is sailing against the current. If it does not advance, it will retreat. Now the company still has six important projects and one military project in progress. If I really want to talk about choosing a spouse The standard is to hope that someone can work hard together, so as not to hold me back..."

After hearing this series, Assistant Wei petrified on the spot.

He took a sharp breath:

What the boss said...was it really me?