Chapter 1: The Older Generation Is Indeed Professional

A vocational school graduate from the mid-1980s.

Equivalent to today's 985 and 211 universities, how did he end up like this? Running to a small company to find a job?

I heard the county Mu Youzhi Factory also went bankrupt.

Fang Qingye muttered to himself, but his facial expression didn't change; he continued asking, "Can you use a computer?"

Wu Zeyuan's expression seemed a bit awkward; he shook his head and said, "When I worked as an accountant, I used an abacus and kept accounts by hand... but Mr. Fang, please rest assured, I..."

... only fainted because I hadn't eaten for a long time and stayed up late playing games for too long.

"Master, if you can find three more pieces of iron marrow this size for me to refine, I will be able to fight for you!" the Xuanyuan Sword Spirit said, having just absorbed a piece of iron marrow, looking very excited.

The banquet was carefully prepared; knowing the Angel disliked meat, the King had people serve various berries and fine wines.

Finally, he found a protruding circular stone on the wall three meters away. Xiao Ling cautiously put on ice-silk gloves and pressed it directly; the stone door opened in response.

After knocking the man unconscious, Qi Xibei dragged him into the partition, stripped off his clothes, and swapped them for her own.

Qu Nanyue naturally also sensed Hua Wuyao's thoughts, but he didn't take them to heart.

However, due to Xiao Ling's bloodline, these strange species on the battlefield and those undead legions dared not approach the two; Xiao Ling simply used a jade bottle to hold his own blood and placed it on both of them.

But as soon as Luo Shang finished speaking those words, before Ba Lie could say anything, her gaze suddenly turned toward Xiao Zhen.

He used the disguise technique taught by Mr. to change his face into the appearance of a middle-aged man; the Shopkeeper naturally couldn't tell.

Han Xin nodded and said, although Peng Yue valued him greatly, he did not hold Peng Yue in high regard; in his mind, the only person in the world worthy of being considered on the same level as him was Xiang Yu.

Besides this, some other rules were formulated this year, causing all the participants to frown.

Hearing Zhao Heng's soothing tone, Qin Xiujun's originally uneasy heart instantly calmed down.

During breakfast, Xu Maoyang sitting nearby was also stunned; this "Brother Biao who loves drinking" not only didn't admit his mistake but even replied in the comments section below to yesterday's post from the Nanshan Detachment official account, with only one sentence.

This person was none other than Meng Wushang of the Haotian Sect, who had a famous reputation even among the geniuses of the younger generation.

But who would have thought this zombie was so stupid, as if it hadn't fought a human in a thousand years.

Pu He paused, his gaze sweeping over the rows of public security officers sitting in front; they responded to his gaze with either seriousness or excitement.

"Originally, once the Soul-Extinguishing Great Array activated, everything should have been burned to ashes, but I don't know what method he used to protect this place, and my soul and his soul have also merged with the Great Array.

Qin Yuyan was also an Array Master; originally she was just curious and wanted to see his array flags, but later the two ended up discussing them.

But who would have thought that some Misses nowadays look for partners with a merchant's mindset; where is there any affection left? Before even starting to date, it's already full of calculations.

A Domain Lord-level 'Primordial Sky-Piercing Mountain' requires the ability to break through sixteen layers of the Sky-Piercing Bridge to pass.

Tang Shi rummaged through a large red suitcase, taking out expensive gowns one by one to choose which one to wear today.

The expression of the Ping Commandery Prince was somewhat blank; he seemed still trapped in grief, unable to accept the news of his father's death.

Chu Chongshan's death was very suspicious; anyone who knew a little bit of the news knew Chu Chongshan was killed inside his residence under heavy protection in the Zhonghai Safe Zone, but the killer has always been kept shrouded in mystery.

Of course, it is not a flower vase; it is said that its strength was already at the peak of the Seventh Grade many years ago.

Yan Yaoyao rubbed her eyebrows; Ye Fu was truly too stupid to be saved. She actually dared to show a cold face; did she think this was what place? Was it the Ye Family? Was it a place where she could do whatever she wanted?