Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day

After all, they are in the academic circle, and there are not so many courtesies at the wine table, and no one would dare to persuade Jun Shiling to drink, and everyone ate quietly.

Jun Shiling occasionally stretched out his hand to stop the rotating table, and waited until Xia Wanyuan finished the dishes, and Jun Shiling stopped his hand.

Principal Yang noticed this detail, but looked at a table that was filled with men. If Xia Wanyuan had a woman sitting next to him, he would have taken more care of him and suppressed his doubts.

Xia Wanyuan was recently slapped by Jun Shiling's mouth, and because there were so many people, Xia Wanyuan had no appetite, so he put down after eating a few chopsticks.

Jun Shiling glanced at it and put down his chopsticks, looking at the other leaders, "I will not participate in the afternoon meeting, and I will have someone come to the school to discuss donation matters later."

The leaders naturally agreed, Jun Shiling placed his right hand under the table and patted Xia Wanyuan's left hand lightly, then Jun Shiling stood up and walked out of the dining room.

After Jun Shiling left, the dinner was over soon after. Xia Wanyuan followed the news sent by Jun Shiling and walked to the back door of Qing Dynasty. As soon as he sat in, Jun Shiling reached out his hand to hug her.

But Xia Wanyuan felt that Jun Shiling was deliberately teasing her today, and she was angry. She turned to hide and avoided Jun Shiling's hand.

"Baby," Jun Shiling glanced at Xia Wanyuan resentfully,

"Mr. Jun is very pompous," Xia Wanyuan glanced at Jun Shiling with a half-smile, his eyes were like hooks, which made Jun Shiling's heart itch.

"Aren't you full at noon?" Jun Shiling approached Xia Wanyuan, "I'll take you to eat fish and go back to that place last time."

Xia Wanyuan's brows became loose,

"I'll take you to go boating after eating the fish, okay?" Jun Shiling added,

Seeing that Xia Wanyuan's eyes had lost his temperament, Jun Shiling reached out and took the man into his arms.

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Under the endless blue sky, there are rolling mountains. In the lofty mountains and mountains in the southwest of China that the most advanced detectors in the world cannot penetrate, a shed-like processing factory is working day and night.

This is a disputed area of ​​several countries, and it is also a vacuum of law and justice.

Every day, countless professionals from all over the world enter the shed to work until they die, and then piles of corpses, like frozen cans, are consigned to the sea by large ships to be dumped.

And what their blood nourishes is the most lucrative interest belt in the world.

"King, our second batch of goods sold well in the ten southeastern countries, and will soon be put into the fifth production line." Jace, who had a scar on his head, was handing a tray to the man in the seat.

The man in the upper seat stretched out a pair of smooth jade-like hands and fiddled with the experimental items in the tray. There were no flaws on these hands, which was completely different from the other people standing beside him who were used to using knives and guns, but their hands were full of thick calluses. ,

But everyone looked at this elegant and handsome man's eyes, but they were full of fear and fear, which was a trembling from the soul.

"Where's China." The man's warm voice sounded,

"Huaguo still can't form a complete channel. They are too strict, and recently in Continent F, our poisonous scorpion laboratory has been damaged. It seems to be related to the cheetah assault team in Huaguo." Jess knelt in horror. The next report is that the scorpion laboratory was built by King, and now it has been damaged. I don't know how King will punish him.

"What are you doing on your knees? Get up!" The man seemed to say to himself, "How many people are there in China?"

"Currently there are 1.5 billion." Jace dared not stand up,

"One-and-a-half billion," the man's eyes flashed strangely, "a quarter of the earth,"

The people around him have never understood the murmurs that King sometimes murmurs to himself, and did not dare to interrupt. The last person who interrupted was already feeding the sharks in the Yama Trench, so they all remained silent.

The man in the seat suddenly stood up, "Bring me the clothes and follow me to the side."

"Yes."

Not long after, a group of fierce mercenaries/soldiers walked into the depths of the jungle behind a gentle man in a long white coat and golden glasses.