Chapter 1152 My Gentle Tyrant (34)

The little emperor lowered his head silently.

Looking at my short figure, sitting on a chair, my short legs can't even touch the ground.

"..."

This woman was humiliating him.

The child's soft and white face turned to Fu Yue and said grimly: "Sooner or later you will know whether I am young or not."

He may have been humiliated by Fu Yue to the point of psychological distortion.

Yu Li continued to choke on the soup.

After staying in this world for a while, he almost understood a lot of things. After hearing such words that made people think... Yu Li's fair and delicate face was distorted for a moment, and he almost lost his cold killer character.

He took a tissue and wiped the corners of his lower lip gracefully.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Yu Li didn't talk much, and he was extremely simple. He had a simple mind and didn't have any twists and turns.

Maybe it's because he is a killer, and he can never be too pushy if he can do it, so Yu Li is not very good at communicating with others. Most of the time, he looks like a dull gourd, which made people suspect that he has autism.

That's why.

Fu Yue felt that Yu Li was much more reliable than Ji Rong.

The reason is that he talks less and is cold.

It's not like the little emperor who can't do anything even for a day.

The stone lying on the table gave off a sense of presence, oh, to be precise, it was the rule of this small world.

It turned over and said in a thin voice: "I should be able to recover my energy in two or three days and send you back."

Rule maintained the appearance of a stone and stood upright. When he said this, he raised his chin proudly, because he could not see where his chin was. He could only see that the stone bounced and drew a strange line. radian.

Fu Yue: "..."

Ji Rong: "..."

Yu Li: "..."

Rules was angry: "What do you mean? What kind of expression is this??"

It felt humiliated.

Fu Yue counted on his fingers and said to himself: "If you still have two or three days to recover your energy, my class reunion will be this weekend, that is, three days later... then it will definitely have to wait until I finish playing. That woman Xu Lan’s face will come back again... there are still three days..."

Fu Yue suddenly slapped the table.

"I have to spend all the money before I go back, otherwise it will be a huge loss!!"

During these days, Fu Yue made some money from her contributions. She published dozens of articles on major public accounts and earned tens of thousands of dollars, which enabled them to maintain their daily lives.

But Fu Yue is definitely not satisfied with this.

As a professional banknote shredder, how could she spend this little money?

So, Fu Yue came up with some weird idea.

Having traveled through so many worlds, she had also made unparalleled contributions in certain fields. Those things were imprinted deep in her memory and could not be erased. So, she compiled a piece of information overnight, which was about chip manufacturing. .

This method that Fu Yue compiled was at least decades ahead of the world, and it was something she had studied in other worlds.

If such technology were made public, I am afraid it would cause an uproar.

Fu Yue is going to sell this technology, to whomever, to the country.

What she researched was naturally hers, and Fu Yue took it out in exchange for money without any hesitation.

The reason is justified.

She is poor!

Fu Yue anonymously sent half of the document to the person above, and then attached his WeChat ID.

After just one night, someone actually added this WeChat account.

At that time, Fu Yue was squatting on the sofa in a very heroic posture and eating instant noodles.