Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

The medicine Huo Yao wanted [Feng Qingzi] was relatively rare and expensive, and the price was naturally high, but the other party's price was not too far, so she quickly transferred the money to the other party.

As soon as the transaction was successful, the site administrator came to Huo Yao.

Cloud Management: [Kiss and kiss little baby~Please send your delivery address~]

Huo Yao's nickname is Bald Baby.

Huo Yao put her hand on the keyboard and looked at the manager's name, feeling very melancholy. She sent Lei Xiao's delivery address.

Cloud Management: [Ok, baby~ tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, we will deliver the courier to your address on time~]

Bald baby: [...Alright, by the way, does the website have a complaint management function? 】

Cloud Management: [? 】

Bald baby: [Kiss baby? 】

Cloud management: 【……】

One minute later-

Cloud Management: [Dear Bald, the complaint management function has not yet been activated on the website. I wish you a pleasant evening and goodbye. 】

The corners of Huo Yao's lips twitched, and the dialog with the cloud administrator was closed. The account avatar was flashing again. Someone was looking for it. She paused and clicked on it.

It’s been a cool fall: [Just saw the trading post you posted, are you helping someone buy medicinal materials? 】

Bald baby: [Hmm. 】

It’s a cool fall: [Well, baby brother, I’ll ask you a private question. 】

Huo Yao leaned back in the chair with a black face, one called the little baby, and the other called the baby brother. It was really... the **** website ruined the image of people. It seems that this membership number is totally unacceptable.

After half a minute, Huo Yao typed: [Say. 】

It’s a cool autumn: [Are you from the capital? 】

Bald baby: [No. 】

Seeing this, Liang Qiu on the other side of the computer scratched his head unexpectedly. After thinking for two seconds, he replied: [I remember you once took on a challenging A-level mission. 】

Huo Yao gently rubbed his fingers on the keyboard, without speaking.

Seeing that the other party didn't reply, Liang Qiu sent another one: [Beijing has recently conducted more stringent investigations. Don't go for a stroll if you are fine, especially during the cultural relics exhibition. 】

Huo Yao raised his eyebrows lightly and typed back: [Oh, I don't have time to stroll. 】

The corner of Liang Qiu's lips twitched over there. This old bald donkey meant to go for a stroll when he had time?

It’s been a cool fall: [Old friend, I just remind you, just take your time and be careful of overturning. 】

Huo Yao touched his chin. He didn't have any thoughts at first, but suddenly he became interested. He couldn't help asking: [How many are the cultural relics exhibition? 】

It's so cool in autumn: [? 】

Seeing that the other party hadn't spoken for a long time, Huo Yao also sent a question mark of the same paragraph, but in the end it didn't send it out.

The other party is offline.

Huo Yao curled his lips, then closed the webpage, picked up the phone, clicked on the group WeChat and scanned it around, and soon placed it on the desktop again.

He stood up, opened the suitcase, took out from it, changed clothes, and went into the bathroom.

***

The next day.

Huo Yao woke up early in the morning, and after a brief wash, he went directly to the cafeteria on the second floor for breakfast.

There are not too many people in the restaurant at this time.

Among the students who came to participate in the competition, except for Huo Yao, Yi Lianfan was the earliest.

When the two met, Yi Lianfan was surprised. While taking the plate to pretend to be early, he asked: "You are so early too, are you nervous about today's game?"

Huo Yao glanced at Yi Lianfan, his eyes were blue and his face was tired, he was insomnia and did not sleep well, and he didn't want to hit the other party and replied: "Oh, I am used to getting up early."