Chapter 31 Chapter Thirty-One

I have to thank Maeno, no matter how much he abuses the M chip, no matter how lustful and disgusting he is, he is my benefactor, so I immediately treat Maeno to have a good meal on the night after being discharged from the hospital, and pay Maeno The cost of black market esoteric medicine.That's a jaw-droppingly high amount! "It's too expensive!" I signed the check, handed it to Maeno, and said, "The two secret doctors you hired are really dark!" Qianye laughed and said: "They have a lot of background, charging this little money is just a fair price, I don't get a cut from it."

"Yes." I said, shelling the lobster. "No, this is a new remote control." Maeno handed me the remote control and said, "As for the satellite settings in the power book, you can set it yourself, you are better than me." "Well, thanks." I said, munching on the lobster meat: "Speaking of which, although the fees are quite expensive, but their technology is really good, not much better than Zong Sheng's medical team." "Of course, but if you have a headache or any uncomfortable symptoms, you know what to do." Maeno cut the steak and said, "Don't make me a murderer."

"I know, I know, I can't make Ziqing suffer." I said, "In case of emergency, I will turn off the connection between the chip and the satellite." "That's good." Maeno wiped his mouth, got up and was about to leave. "Leaving so soon?" I wondered, Qianye only took a few bites. "I met a young star who just debuted at the bar a few days ago. I have an appointment with her later, ha!" Qianye said with a smile on his face, "Besides, I don't dare to spend too long with you lunatic, I'm afraid I myself would be infected with paranoia."

"Which little star?" I asked, watching Maeno walk to the door. "Rare big tits, vegetable big tits!" Maeno smiled confidently and walked out of the restaurant. "Who is that?" I muttered, studying my new remote. That night, I reset the communication protocol between the Powerbook and the satellite, and pressed the start button of the M chip in my brain. In this way, the love channel between Ziqing and me is always on. No matter what the situation is, the M chip in Ziqing's brain will search for my brainwaves through satellites and follow me. brainwaves to adjust.

Thanks to M Chip's sleepless help, in the next three months, Ziqing and I were almost in a semi-cohabitation state, and our relationship became stronger, and the time for a marriage proposal should be ripe. In order to avoid repeating the extravagant but meaningless "marriage proposal ceremony" in the tomb of the living dead last time, I have already thought about a simple and warm old place, Yongfeng Hotel, an ordinary old hotel, where Ziqing and I still lived. When I was a college student, there was no air-conditioning in the rented house in summer and it was hot and hot. Ziqing and I always saved a little money every month, and went to Yongfeng Hotel to live there for a whole day, from twelve noon to noon the next day Dot, no time wasted.This is the romance of the poor, and it is also the power of memory that Ziqing cannot resist.

On that day, Ziqing and I invited two days of vacation from their companies respectively. I bought a box of chicken rice, a box of lurou rice, and a fragrant marinated egg to share with Ziqing. Entering this nostalgic old hotel, the two lay on the familiar small bed in Room 310, enjoying simple and cheap old taste together. Ziqing was very happy, very happy. I watched her gently kiss away the rice grains on my chin, and I felt an indescribable sense of tranquility in my heart. Time seemed to go back to a long time ago. At that time, my bank account was from Not more than 5,000 yuan, but I have the most affluent life in the world. Now, I have a total of 18 bank accounts with cash, stocks, funds, and real estate, and a total of nearly 8 million US dollars, which is far less than my The quiet bliss of the moment.

"Thank you." Ziqing smiled, cut the marinated egg in half with chopsticks, and put the larger half in my chicken bento. "I bought this room 310, and unless the hotel is demolished, it will belong to us forever and ever." I said happily. "Why did you buy it?" Ziqing looked surprised, as if she thought I was too fond of throwing money away. "Because this is not only our old place, but also our new place." I smiled, took out a bright diamond ring from my jacket pocket, and said, "If someone lies on the bed where I proposed to you in the future, wouldn't that be Are you nauseous? Marry me!"

Ziqing was taken aback, and an incredible smile suddenly appeared on her face. She threw herself into my arms, and with the most beautiful voice I have ever heard, said the three words that I had been looking forward to for hundreds of centuries. "I would." There are no snow-white magpies flying all over the sky. There is no gorgeous flying moving music. There are only two lunch boxes, one marinated egg, and one ring. Also, my favorite bride. This is my love.