"Mr. Philip, this is our company headquarters."

After the hover car stopped, Qiao led Mu Yang to get off the car and introduced the situation of the company headquarters.

"Your dormitory is on the 8th floor of the building. Of course, if you think the conditions here are not good, you can book a hotel for you. The 'Caesar Hotel' is the best hotel in Lucaesar City, and there are casinos and top dancers in it." Joe Bonano said with some contempt.

Mu Yang glanced at him gently, then turned to the company headquarters.

Seeing that Mu Yang was not moved, Qiao blinked and smiled again, followed behind and continued, "I will take you to the dormitory first, arrange it for you, and then take you to inspect various departments of the company."

When I arrived at the 8th floor, I opened the room arranged for Mu Yang, and Mu Yang frowned slightly. This was a two-piece room, divided into inner and outer rooms, and the outside was decorated like a small living room, with a bed in the room.

Conditions can be described as simple.

Joe Bonano showed a hint of embarrassment on his face and said to Mu Yang: "Mr. Philip, the company has not made a more luxurious room, so if you want to live here, you can only be in such a room. In fact, as you are, I think you should live in a hotel."

Mu Yang realized at this moment that all this must have been intentionally arranged by the guy in front of him. It took Philip two years to go from Earth to Bengal, and it was not a hasty time. How could he only create such a simple residence?

With a smile, Mu said, "I think this place is good. Let's live there first. The family will hand over the career of Bengal Star to me. I want to put work first. Do you think so, Qiao."

"Ah, yes, yes, work is the most important thing." Joe Bonano responded with some distortion.

"Joe, I'm going to check the company's accounts tomorrow, there's no problem." Mu Yang said.

"Ah, will you check tomorrow? You won't have to rest for two days." Qiao asked a little nervously.

"I have been resting on the spaceship for two years and I am almost rusted. I should work harder now, don't you?" Mu Yang said.

Qiao smiled embarrassedly and said, "Yes, yes."

Joe Bonano said goodbye and left, Mu Yang settled down, but he did not see Joe Bonano's severe sternness.

After sorting out the things, Mu Yang walked to the window. Outside, most of them were monotonous gray-black. Looking up, you could see the sky of the Bengal Star through the energy passport that occasionally flashed through the blue arc.

It turns out that the sky here is green.

"Bangbangbang."

There was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in." Mu Yang shouted.

When Mu Yang pushed the door open and looked curiously, it turned out to be a woman in a maid outfit, pushing a dining cart in. After seeing Mu Yang, the maid outfit said respectfully: "Mr. Philip, I'll bring you dinner."

Mu Yang asked blankly: "Are you an employee of our company?"

"No, I'm a Meer Restaurant and a food deliveryman. This is a dinner specially customized for you by your company."

The maid said in outfit and pushed the dining cart in. She skillfully placed the things on the dining cart on the dining table and asked Mu Yang to sit down.

After Mu Yang sat down, the maid put a napkin on him and started to cloth dishes.

"What is this?" Mu Yang asked, pointing to a dish.

The maid smiled sweetly: "This is a fish steak made by a fish called Mathir in the Southco River, which is very delicious."

The Southco River, the Matille fish, I haven't heard of it.

It seems to be a local specialty of Bengal Star.

"So what is this?"

Mu Yang asked again, pointing at a dish similar to a barbecue steak.

"This is a kind of meat named Pentahorn Rhino, which is delicious. Do you want to taste it?"

Mu Yang became interested and pointed to another plate before asking, "What about this."

"This is a wild plant of Lansu, Bengal, and it tastes very good."

“What is this?”

"Dragon ball, a fruit."

Whenever Mu Yang asked about a kind of question, the maid would pick up some for him and put them on a plate for him to taste.

"So what is this?"

"Wei Rong, something similar to the earth's bamboo shoots, tastes the most delicious." After the maid said that, she picked up a piece for Mu Yang and put it on the dining plate.

Mu Yang picked it up and put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly and swallowed it. Suddenly, he felt a numb feeling eroding himself, and the energy in it also had a sinister feeling.

Not good, poisoned.

But soon, this sinister feeling disappeared. Mu Yang knew that it was his ability to invade all poisons and directly eliminated the virus that invaded his body.

What's going on? Mu Yang's face became gloomy. Could it be that the woman in front of him wanted to harm him?

Mu Yang decided to take the plan.

Suddenly, the fork in Mu Yang's hand fell to the ground with a clang, and then his body began to twitch.

"Ah, what's wrong with you, sir?" The maid couldn't help but scream when she saw Mu Yang's appearance.

Mu pushed the plate forward, poured his body to the side, and said with a trembling trembling: "I feel so uncomfortable."

Just then, Joe Bonano rushed in and asked anxiously, "What's wrong, what's wrong at this moment."

The maid said anxiously, "I don't know, this gentleman suddenly happened."

"No, is it food poisoning?" Joe Bonano shouted loudly, then shouted to the maid: "It must be you, there is something wrong with the food you sent."

The maid shook her hands repeatedly and said, "It's impossible. We've all been tested and there's no possibility of poisoning."

"Why are you still standing there? You haven't called someone to call an ambulance." Joe Bonano yelled at the maid.

The maid ran out and called for someone in screaming.

After the maid ran out, Joe Ponano changed his expression on his face, stood up from the ground, sneered twice at Mu Yang lying on the ground, and then said, "Mr. Philip, Master Ryan, hehe, it's not good to be poisoned."

Mu Yang had a painful expression, and he squeezed out a few words with difficulty, "It's you."

Joe Bonano raised his eyebrows and said proudly: "You guessed it, but it's too late."

"Aren't you afraid of revenge from the Philips family?" Mu Yang said.

"Phillips family, haha, it's 2,200 light years away. Besides, you will be paralyzed and unable to speak or even think. Then you are sent to the hospital and found to be food poisoned."

"The development of Bengal Star is still very insufficient now, and it is normal for food poisoning. Even if someone suspects your death, so what? If you want to investigate, it will be two years later." Joe Bonano said arrogantly.

"What are you doing?"
Chapter completed!