"So we're heroes?" Li Qingcheng chuckled charmingly. This is the hero's sad beauty view. Qin Luo said. He tried hard to move his eyes away from the slit in her chest, but-inadvertently, his eyes moved away by themselves. Feelings, every lady-killer can't help it? "I like that answer." Li Qingcheng picked up the teacup in front of him, raised it to Qin Luo, and said, "I wish us a happy cooperation." "Happy cooperation." Qin Luo raised his glass and met Li Qingcheng. When I saw that there was no trace of my leg injury, I had the idea of cooperating with you. Do you know how big the beauty market is now? China has already reached 300 billion. "If our beautiful skin powder can be listed, I am sure it can occupy at least 3% to 5% of the market share quickly." "Qingcheng Beauty Powder?" I chose the name. Does it sound good? "This.". Its name is Golden Pupa Muscle Powder. "Oh.". This is better. At least I don't understand. What is a golden chrysalis? "A native insect.". (Hand-made Chinese 724 hours of uninterrupted updates pure txt hand-made novel m) grew up in the old forest of Yunnan and Guizhou, extremely rare. Qin Luo said with a wry smile. This is also the first problem we have to overcome. There's no way to mass produce. Li Qingcheng's slender and thick black eyebrows twisted up and quickly stretched out. Ask, "Is there an alternative material?" "Yes.". But the effect is certainly not as good as gold pupa powder. Qin Luo said. Chinese turtle essence sells hundreds of millions of boxes every year. Where are there so many turtles to boil essence for him? Li Qingcheng asked in reply. ——” Seeing that Qin Luo lowered his head to drink tea, but did not speak, Li Qingcheng chuckled, kicked Qin Luo's calf gently with his toes,touch screen board classroom, and asked: "Handsome boy, you just wait for money.". What do you want to do most after making money? "Marry a daughter-in-law." Qin Luo didn't even think about it, so he answered. -Not promising. With all that money, why worry about that? I'm afraid there will be so many women that you can't even push them out. Li Qingcheng said contemptuously. Besides this? "Build Qinluo Hope Primary School." This time it was Li Qingcheng's turn to be speechless. She thought she knew a monster. The man, or rather the boy,interactive digital whiteboard, was not as innocent as he appeared. Refusing Li Qingcheng's suggestion to have lunch together, he dared not hang out with those female hooligans again. In the long run, I'm afraid my chastity will be lost. Qin Luo stopped a car to rush to the medical university, at this time, Lin Huanxi should still be waiting at the door. He originally wanted to call Lin Huanxi and ask her not to wait, but to go back first. However, she was worried that she would ask the reason. Do not know how to return a responsibility, subconsciously, Qin Luo does not want Lin Huanxi to know that he and Li Qingcheng are together. Perhaps, Lin Huanxi's expression that night let him know that this combination of'ice and fire 'is actually a combination of fire and water. When the taxi stopped at the school gate, smart board for conference room ,smart board touch screen, Qin Luo did not see Lin Huanxi's champagne BMW, but saw Wang Hao and Chen Xiaoxue arguing about something at the gate. Chen Xiaoxue, with tears in her eyes, tried to hold Wang Hao back. With a look of disgust on his face, Wang Hao shook off her pull and got into his silver Benz and walked away. Master. Keep up with the Mercedes. Qin Luo shouted at the driver. Little brother. That's not good, is it? The driver said with a smile on his face. Qin Luo did not speak, took out two big bills and handed them over. Hey, hey. You can rest assured. You can't lose it. As soon as the driver stepped on the accelerator, he followed. Qin Luo was so unfamiliar with Yanjing that he did not even know how many streets he had crossed, how many highway interchange he had turned, and how many traffic lights he had passed. When the silver Mercedes turned into a factory building on the outskirts of Yanjing, the taxi stopped not far away. How much is it Qin Luo asked. 195 yuan. I just gave you two hundred. Keep the change for the five yuan. "That's not a tip?" "That's the prepaid fare." “——” The driver turned the car around and ran with tears in his eyes. Meizhou Aojia Medical Equipment Sales Co., Ltd. Qin Luo looked at the golden sign on the factory building and sneered. Chinese people's mentality of worshipping foreign things and fawning on foreigners is really serious. They have to take a foreigner's name for everything. It seems that this makes it more tasteful and classy. After Wang Hao's car went in, the gate of the factory building was closed again. This makes Qin Luo feel even more strange. It is said to open the door to do business. Why does he close the door in broad daylight? According to Qin Luo's understanding, the gate must be heavily guarded. Fortunately, the location is in the suburbs, and I don't know what they are looking for, but they have found such a remote place. Qin Luo walked all the way back along the corner of the courtyard wall of the factory building. When he glanced around and no one noticed him, Qin Luo lifted the hem of his robe and tied it around his waist. Step back a few steps, then a vigorous step forward, feet on the courtyard wall, people will climb up the wall more than two meters high. Lying on the courtyard wall and waiting quietly, I listened for a while and heard the voice of someone not far away. Second brother, has the boss bought another batch of goods recently? Asked a young voice. Yes. or where did it come from? Replied a husky voice. Speaking, accompanied by a slight cough, Qin Luo heard that he was smoking, lung disease has been very serious. Oh, what a sin. "It's not that the boss has no money. Why can't he buy some original goods seriously?" Li Yixi, do you want to die? Is that what you said? Those of us who work, why do we care so much? Whoever pays us is the grandpa. What are we doing with this salty heart? "Second brother, I just feel sad.". I just told you. "You can say that to me, but not to anyone else.". Otherwise,smartboards in classrooms, you'll be beaten to death. The leader in this factory, who is not related to the boss? "Uh-huh.". I understand. Second brother, let's go to dinner. It's the hour. "Go." The voice stopped and the footsteps faded away. hsdsmartboard.com