Chapter 59

After Luo Youqin left, several young men approached Ning Chu, expressing their desire to get to know her.

Ning Chu refused them one by one. She had not come here to meet men; she only attended because Luo Youqin had lent her money, and she planned to leave shortly anyway.

Chen Yixin had also been invited. Originally, she had no wish to come, but her father insisted that she was of age and should mingle with her peers, ultimately tempting her with money to make her attend.

The goods in the shop had visibly increased, and the inventory was richer, though it still appeared somewhat monotonous and fell short of demand.

Before she could finish reciting, a fresh handful of multi-seeded fruit materialized in her hand, letting her know that her threat to her master had worked.

The "Imperial Cat" was more experienced; a split second later, the Vietnamese bullets kicked up a cloud of dust on the earthen ridge ahead of them.

The figure grew larger and larger. As Han Zinan approached Jiang Chen, the phantom enveloping his body was already more than a zhang tall.

Old Guo said, "This must be the latest space-based kinetic energy weapon. The United States has been arguing about it for forty years without managing to build one. Who would have thought we would succeed so quietly?"

"Well done, Orochimaru," the young man chuckled softly, gazing quietly for a moment at the completely silent medical room.

Dongfang Chunsheng began to grow somewhat impatient—partly due to his nature, and partly out of fear of the Liu family's pursuers. Had he not been an old acquaintance of Elder Cheng, Dongfang Chunsheng might even have suspected that this man was sent by the Liu family deliberately to stall for time.

Yet unexpectedly, despite trying various schemes time and again, Jiang Chen still refused to die, and had even reached the point where he slipped up and exposed his flaws.

Yang Yi smiled, noting that Caruso was, after all, a substitute and still somewhat lacking in practical game experience. Had it been Kobe, he would certainly have drawn another foul from Towns.

After finishing the reply letter, Xu Yanting told Yueyue and Yangyang that their father missed them very much and would return to spend the Chinese New Year with them.

In truth, they had only just arrived because the paparazzi had just sent over the tip, and saying that was merely a tactic to overshadow Lin Yu'er.

Su Yue stared at Chen Jian, a mounting irritation stirring in his heart as he couldn't help recalling what Qiong Xi's younger clan brother had said to him back then, along with those proposals.

Liang Jie didn't hear clearly and uttered an inquiring "Huh?", but Liang Qingli didn't continue. In her heart, she couldn't help feeling envious of Xu Yanting. Why was there such a huge difference between people? How come she could never meet someone who treated her with genuine sincerity?

Lee Shau-kee nodded slightly. He felt a natural affinity for architectural design firms from Hong Kong, and upon seeing that the rendering looked quite good, a measure of satisfaction arose in his heart.

Of course, if anyone insisted on sophistry—claiming that Tottenham should not have adopted a defensive counter-attacking strategy against Arsenal, but rather opened up and played an upright, tit-for-tat attacking game against the Gunners in order to reflect Tottenham's true caliber—then George could only respond with a mocking chuckle.

"Why did you go and buy meat again? We already have plenty of food at home. The pork that Yiyun brought back for the New Year is still sitting in the brine," Tang Qiaolian said with a hint of pride.

Several boats were prepared for Song, loaded with food, a large quantity of barter goods, and salt—the most easily portable hard currency of that era.

Liu Boyan's expression was wonderfully dramatic; he never would have imagined that the work of a master designer, as he believed it to be, actually came from Su Leqing's hands.

That being said, had the Football Association's mindset not been overly conservative and utterly devoid of vision, the twenty-two First Division clubs back then would never have united to break away from the FA's control, driven by a do-or-die resolve to strike out on their own and establish the Premier League company and competition.

Moments later, Liu Hongjun's soldiers turned away in disarray and broke into a heavy stride. Facing a monstrosity that normal human beings simply could not withstand, their will to fight instantly began to disintegrate and collapse.

By the time Jiang Hu and Zhang Li arrived, the private room was already a scene of lively chatter. Listening to the familiar voices inside, Jiang Hu had a surreal sense of traversing through time and space.