A girl with long red hair sat opposite Yang Jian, wearing a white coat.

"Ophelia, our union recruits two types of talents in technology and management. Where would you do?"

Yang Jian stroked his chin with his hands and stared at her.

Ophelia's face suddenly turned red, "I don't know...I will serve tea and water."

At this time, Yang Jian glanced at Ophelia's proud figure and face, and swallowed.

"So that's it. I still lack a maid. Are you willing?"

Ophelia's face turned redder. She bit her teeth lightly and said stutteringly: "I...I do."

On this day, Yang Jian was studying the construction plan of the Sky City.

"Xiao Fei, help me add some tea," Yang Jian said while reading the documents.

Ophelia came over and picked up the teacup.

At this time, a tear fell on Yang Jian’s document.

Yang Jian raised his head in surprise and found that Ophelia was already in tears.

"What's wrong, Fei'er?"

"Sir, Fei'er really wants to find a short-sighted person," Ophelia sobbed.

Yang Jian hugged Ophelia in his arms and made her cry on his shoulders.

"Fei'er, relax, can you tell me if you have anything to do? I'll make the decision for you."

Yang Jian gently patted Fei'er's soft back.

"Feier's relatives and friends don't know whereabouts now, how can Feier survive without a single life?"

"Don't worry, Fei'er, everything will be fine."

"You know, why do I want you to be my maid?"

"Fie'er knows," Ophelia sobbed intermittently, "Since Fei'er has become an adult's maid, she will be an adult sooner or later."

Yang Jian coughed dryly.

"Tell you, Fei'er, your GBL judge, Lord Marcel, is my friend."

At this time Ophelia raised her head, her face covered with tears was full of surprise.

"I know you have a lot of questions, let me tell you in detail." Yang Jian looked serious.

In the room, Yang Jian talked about the Marcel brothers who had nothing to do with him.

"That's it." Yang Jian still believes in his skills in coaxing girls.

At this time, a follower came over and muttered a few words in his ear.

"Take good care of yourself, Fei'er, don't think too much," Yang Jian let go of Fei'er's hand, stood up and left.

Ophelia felt that there was still heat left in her palms. She held her hands tightly, and her heart was filled with warmth.

Yang Jian and his group came to the interrogation room.

"This guy is a hard bone and he doesn't want to say anything," Pan Shuai scratched his head.

"I'll meet him," Yang Jian walked into the room.

Nero looked resolute and unyielding, and righteous, as if he was going to be brave enough to be righteous at any time.

"You still don't want to disclose some information?" Yang Jian asked.

"Hmph!" Nero's hum was full of contempt for the interrogators.

Yang Jian touched Nero's solid muscles.

"Tsk tsk, this guy is not just a stone, but also a diamond."

Nero swung left and right, trying to get rid of Yang Jian's physical harassment.

Yang Jian let go of his hand and turned around and said to Pan Shuai: "For this guest, don't give him food every day. Feed one Viagra produced by our union for three meals a day until he is willing to say it."

Hearing this, Nero couldn't help but curse: "You are a despicable beast! I xxx..."

After saying that, Yang Jian took his followers out of the interrogation room.

With a "bang", the door was closed.
Chapter completed!