Transdimensional Marketing

Chapter 115: A Dream of Huang Liang

At night, Chen Yu fell asleep.

Going back to the ancient times in the dream, the name is Husky.

Born as a god, weak and able to speak, young and sloppy, long and dunmin, mature and intelligent.

At the time of the huskies, the Liu family was in decline, and the emperor was fond of playing. The princes invaded each other and tyrannized the people. So huskies are accustomed to fighting with swords, to conquer but not to enjoy, and the princes come to the guests.

And Cao Cao is the most violent, and he cannot be attacked.

Husky coerced the emperor and ordered the princes to cultivate virtue and strengthen the army, govern the five qi, conceive the five kinds, comfort the people, and save the four directions, so as to fight Cao Cao in Chenliu, and then killed Cao Cao. On behalf of the Liu family.

On the celebration of the grand ceremony, the princes paid homage, and Liu Xuande presented a treasure called Little Peach Red.

Husky is happy, touches it, and dies.

The land of China celebrates...

...

Waking up suddenly from the nightmare, turning around, she saw Xiao Taohong sitting at the desk silently typing on the keyboard.

"Mr. Chen, are you awake?"

"Hmm..." Chen Yu wiped his sweat in shock.

"You seem to be having a nightmare? You're sweating profusely." Xiao Taohong got up and handed the towel in doubt.

"Well, I had a nightmare."

"Is there me?" Xiao Taohong asked shyly.

"have."

"Didn't Little Taohong protect you in the dream?"

"It was you who killed me."

Little Taohong: "..."

"I feel this is a sign that you will kill me sooner or later."

Little Taohong: "..."

Sitting up, Chen Yu stared at the husky lying on his body, and thought seriously: "This dream is not right. There are both you and the husky. Maybe you two will jointly harm me."

Little Taohong: "..."

"My sister misunderstood the cheongsam yesterday, and today I might be messing with it again." Chen Yu grabbed the husky and threw it on the ground: "Fuck you, who the hell made you go to bed? Still laying on me?"

The husky rolled over and got up, squinting.

"Look? I'll see you again."

After getting out of bed, Chen Yu changed into a new set of clothes, thought for a while, and said, "Today is Wednesday, primary and secondary schools are closed in the afternoon, so you two should not stay in the bedroom during the day, go to the warehouse and wait until seven o'clock in the evening. The dog is back. I should be out of school by then."

"good."

Xiao Taohong naturally had no objections.

Thinking of the owner's three younger sisters barking at the door after school, she also felt noisy, and it would be better to write code quietly in the warehouse.

"That's it. The warehouse is close, and the energy consumption is very little."

After speaking, Chen Yu chose the shortcut coordinates, established a space connection, pushed the door, pointed to the warehouse inside and said, "Go in, and come out with the dog at seven o'clock in the evening."

Xiao Taohong held the notebook in her left hand, hugged the husky in her right hand, walked into the warehouse, turned around, hesitated to speak: "Mr. Chen, it is said on the Internet that dreams are reversed, how can I hurt you?"

"Did you forget how my arm was broken?"

"..."

"Have you forgotten how many times I have slapped you?"

"..."

"It's all about the physical aspect, and you have hurt me a lot more psychologically, right?"

"...I'm just a love robot." Xiao Taohong bowed her head: "Love... Isn't love both bitter and sweet?"

"...bye, sister."

"boom."

After closing the portal, Chen Yu sighed.

He felt that he should find a time to teach Xiao Taohong well, and not let her grow up so "unscrupulously".

Walking out of the bedroom, after washing and breakfast.

Chen Yu sent his three younger sisters to school every day, entered the sixth middle school, and sat in his own seat in the second class of the second grade.

"Brother Chen, good morning."

"Yo! Baldy Li, long time no see?" Chen Yu was surprised: "Where have you been all this time?"

Li Liang expressed grief: "I have been in the class! You gave up my position to Xing Biqi, and you no longer pay attention to me? How heartless! Have you forgotten our former friendship?"

"Oh." Chen Yu was inevitably embarrassed: "You...where are you sitting now?"

"balcony."

"...The teacher didn't change it for you?"

"without."

"...OK." Chen Yu nodded: "The balcony has a nice view."

"Yeah, the wind is blowing really hard." Li Liang said with a blank expression, "And the students around me say that I sit too high, and you can see my oily bald head when you look up. Is my head really oily? "

"I don't know, reflective. Can't see clearly."

Li Liang: "..."

"Okay, I still have to study, why are you looking for me?"

"Brother Chen, you see that you have hurt me so much, I will let you borrow some money, it is impossible for you not to borrow money without conscience?"

Hearing this, Chen Yu frowned: "What are you thinking? Just borrow money when you borrow money, what are you doing with those foreshadowing, am I the kind of person who doesn't talk about brotherly friendship?"

"Hey." Li Liang smiled immediately: "I knew it, good brother! I'm not welcome, lend me five hundred yuan, and I will pay you back next week."

"five hundred?"

Chen Yu leaned back tactically, leaning back on the chair, with a dissatisfied expression on his face: "Just five hundred yuan? Don't talk to me for less than ten thousand in the future, okay? Look down on me? Are you willing to open your mouth for three to five hundred yuan? Are you still What a man! How can you live at home for three to five hundred?"

"Then I will borrow ten thousand."

"No."

"..."

"No matter how you look at it, I don't have it." Chen Yu spread his hands: "It's not like you don't know my family's conditions. Where can I get 10,000?"

"Then I will borrow one thousand."

"I despise you for less than ten thousand."

"Borrow ten thousand."

"No."

...

same time,

Golden State Suburbs, Underground.

The two guys, one black and one white, are still digging hard.

"Team leader, is this angle almost dug?" The black man put down his tools, took out a small instrument from his pocket and measured for a while: "It seems that there are only two or three meters left."

"Don't talk, dig quickly! Are you out of strength? Lazy in various ways?"

"Team leader, it's the last two or three meters, let's go to the big guy?"

"No, it's too noisy, dig slowly." The white man wiped off the sweat mixed with the mud, and straightened the protective mirror: "The more you get to the end, the more stable your mentality is. Dig quickly."

"OK."

The black man rubbed his stiff arms, picked up his special pickaxe, and continued digging.

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom..."

As time went on, the upward angle of the duo's excavation became steeper and steeper.

It wasn't until three hours later that the two finally dug up the red bricks.

"It's here! Team leader! The foundation has been dug!"

"Well. Be careful and dig slowly when you encounter bricks and stones. Otherwise, the surrounding warehouses will also hear the sound."

"clear."

The goal was right in front of him, and the black man's irritability dissipated, and he was full of excitement and excitement.

"This wave of missions is successful. If I don't triple my bonus, I will resign."

"Triple?" The white team leader next to him sneered, stretched out his hands and compared the number "eight": "At least give us this number?"

"Eight hundred thousand dollars?"

"800,000 knives! And don't take the bill! Give it internally."

"Fack!"

The black man shook his fist violently: "Don't talk about the team leader, hurry up and dig!"

After saying that, he threw away the pickaxe, took out a glove-like tool from his pocket, put it on his hand, made a fist, and pushed the brick hard with the sharp part. Even if crumbs fall into your mouth, you don't care.

Energetic.

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom..."

Another hour passed.

The two touched the cement above their heads and looked at each other with excitement in their eyes.

"Finally dug it!"

"YES!"

"Snapped!"

The black and white agents applauded each other heavily, and then each took out a hammer, aimed at the cement layer above, and hammered once with you and me.

"Boom!"

Black: "Eighty!"

"Boom!"

White man: "Eighty!"

"Boom!"

Black: "Eighty!"

"boom……"

The cement layer is falling apart.

...

(Note: Thanks to the three friends of "Xindong Martian", "Origin and Destruction", and "The Knight who Guards You 23333" for their 1000 rewards.)

(Note: Thanks to "wsc1015" and "Moth Kongkong@_@____" for their 500 rewards.)

(Note: The time to put it on the shelves is next Friday, at 12:00 noon, and I hope everyone will support it.)