People Are in Rice Flowers, the Male God of Tea Art at the Beginning

Takeshita Yuxin looked dumbfounded.

"Hehe, hehe, hehehe..."

Hideaki Nakajima was even more embarrassed and speechless.

The upper limit of the boxing machine's value is 400, but he can score 348, which is the strongest in the entire Mantian Company.

However, compared to this freak who knocked the machine out of the box with one punch, the 348's score is simply insignificant.

"Okay, amazing!"

Even Conan, who had always been hostile to Makoto Higashino, widened his eyes and exclaimed in stunned amazement.

"Sincere, what should I do?"

Xiao Lan's expression seemed more normal.

However, when she looked at the broken machine in front of her, she couldn't help but worry.

"Sorry, I accidentally broke it."

"How much is this machine, is [*] million yen enough?"

Makoto Higashino opened his wallet and took out a random card from a pile of black cards.

The annual profit of Dorobica Park alone exceeds 800 billion yen.

If you add several five-star hotels, Higashino earns at least more than 1000 billion yen every year.

Even if you spend [*] million a day, you can't keep up with the speed of making money.

"No, no need."

"This is a problem with our machine, how can you blame Mr. Higashino?"

Hideaki Nakajima hurriedly said with a smile.

"Yes, yes!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Dongye, our Mantian Company will be responsible for the loss of the machine."

Takeshita Yuxin also said quickly.

After all, Makoto Higashino is the spokesperson appointed by the president, and he is also a super IP developed by Mantian Games in the future.

It's too late to flatter him, how could he offend him because of a mere game console?

"Cut, a bunch of sycophants!"

Conan squinted his eyes, almost out of shape with jealousy.

"There's no way, who made Dongye Makoto become a celebrity now."

"It's like that new game - the deduction house of the famous detective Makoto Higashino!"

"It's mainly due to the fame of Makoto Higashino. As for me, a technical consultant, I'm just looking at it casually..."

Dr. A Li said with a smile.

Game development is really just that.

The key is IP!

Big IP, more fans, and more game users can make money.

As for making a game, it is not too easy for a company like Mantian.

What they lack is IP with commercial value, and what they lack is the theme!

At this time, a burly man, at least one meter nine in height, was extremely tall.

Wearing an ordinary blue suit and a wide-brimmed hat, he walked past the crowd.

"Sorry, I need to go to the bathroom!"

Seeing that man, Makoto Higashino made an excuse to leave immediately and followed slowly.

Tequila!

Even in accordance with the latest regulations of the organization, no longer wearing black all day, a pair of evil forces.

However, Makoto Higashino can still clearly see the word "bad guy" on his face.

After staying in the organization for a long time and seeing more of those people, it seems that even he, like Shiho Miyano, has inexplicably developed an "organization radar".

As long as the people of the dark organization approached, he could immediately tell them apart.

The strong aura, the distinctive aura, is too obvious.

Like a light in the dark night...

No, it should be said that the black fog in the daytime is too conspicuous!

Soon, Tequila walked all the way to the front desk of the hotel and handed out a number plate to 1.2.

"Guest No. 98, this is your thing."

The lady at the front desk took out a suitcase with a full smile.

On the side of the box, there is a metal sign with "M", which is the company logo of Mantian.

"Ok!"

Tequila nodded, picked up the box and walked to the public phone booth in the lobby.

"I'm Tequila!"

"The deal is done, don't worry, vodka."

"By the way, by the way, you also speak to Jinjiu for me and tell him..."

Snapped!

Before he could finish speaking, a hand suddenly patted his shoulder.

In an instant, Tequila hung up the phone and stared at the man coldly.

"You're dying!"

Dongye Makoto raised his head and smiled like a sunny boy. .

Chapter 113

"Ok?"

Tequila was visibly stunned.

The burly body, condescending, looked at the young man in front of him with cold eyes.

"What did you say?"

he asked again.

He seemed to want to make sure that he had heard it wrong just now.

"I said, you're dying!"

Tono Makoto said again.

"I'm dying?"

"Do you know who I am?"

"Am I going to die?"

"You actually said I was dying?"

Tequila's eyes widened, and after a while of surprise, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

He is 33 years old this year, 70 meters tall and weighs [*] kilograms.

unmarried!

No girlfriend, no small website, not even interested in any women.

Get up at 7 o'clock every morning, drink a glass of hot milk, and jog for [*] minutes before eating a nutritious breakfast.

I never smoke, drink, stay up late, go to bars, or play games.

Even the mobile phone is a very healthy old-fashioned mobile phone, protect the eyes, save 12 hours, and concentrate.

And every night, before 11 o'clock on time, drink a glass of hot milk before going to sleep.

Perfect to enjoy at least 8 hours of sleep, and wake up peacefully at 7 am the next morning.

In the twice-yearly health check-ups, all the indicators have always been full marks, and even the doctor in charge is full of admiration.

In addition to working hard and completing the tasks assigned by the organization, Tequila's biggest interests are usually only fitness and health.

But now, there was a stranger who suddenly stood in front of him and told him face-to-face—"You're dying."

Tequila, think it's ridiculous!

"The suitcase in your hand belongs to someone else, right?"

"For example, it's a certain Mantian employee!"

Makoto Higashino looked at the suitcase, and there was a heavenly "M" logo on the side.

Click!

A soft sound.

Tequila opened the safety, and the cold muzzle, under the cover of the suitcase, pressed against Makoto Higashino's chest, aiming directly at his heart.

"What else do you know?"

"go on!"

Tequila asked with a sneer.

As a senior worker in the organization, his style of behavior is very similar to that of gin, and he has always been clean and neat.

Can be solved with a gun, never beep!