"Stay away from me!" Yang Xin scolded without even raising her head: What a bold little devil, he actually sat next to her, doesn't he know that there should be no physical contact between men and women?
She had disliked this brat for a long time, but she didn't get angry just for Vice President Ye Sheng's sake.
Now that he's gone, she has nothing to worry about. If Chang Ping sexually harasses her again, don't blame her for getting mad.
"Sister Yang, have you ever heard of Purple Haze Grass?" Seeing that Yang Xin was so cold to him, Chang Ping tactfully moved aside.
Things of the heart should be taken slowly, and you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. If he were a woman, and a man came close to her like a male dog in heat, he would probably be very disgusted and disgusted.
It's not his fault that he's so eager. First of all, he has no experience in love and doesn't know how to get along with women properly. Secondly, the first woman he had was his enemy Shen Xiu. When he was with her, he only thought about revenge and didn't invest too much emotion.
Subconsciously, Chang Ping thought that all women were like Shen Xiu, and could be played with at will. However, today, Director Yang's cold attitude made him sober up. They were different from Shen Xiu, and they had no grudges against him, so he couldn't do whatever he wanted.
"Purple Haze Grass?" Yang Xin gently placed the sheep-horn brush on the pen holder, straightened up, looked at Chang Ping, and asked in surprise, "Did you write that letter?"
Yesterday, the Alchemist Association received a mysterious letter, which listed more than sixty applications of Purple Haze Grass.
Until just now, they were verifying the contents of the letter.
"I didn't write it." Chang Ping shook his head, not shamelessly claiming the credit for Nie Li's work. "My disciple wrote it."
His disciples?
Yang Xin raised her eyebrows slightly and looked Chang Ping up and down.
He is so careless and looks unreliable, who would want him to be their teacher?
"Don't judge a person by his appearance, and don't judge the depth of the sea by its depth." Chang Ping saw the contempt in Yang Xin's eyes, and immediately took out a point-and-shoot camera from his space ring and put it on the table, "Do you know what this is for?"
Yang Xin shook his head.
"Sit still! I'll show you." Chang Ping asked Yang Xin to straighten her posture, then picked up the camera and took a picture of her.
He handed the photo to Yang Xin and said, "I am not a native of the City of Glory, but I come from a distant mysterious country. My hometown is technologically advanced, prosperous and rich."
"Everyone in our place has one of these." He raised the camera in his hand with a proud look on his face.
Yang Xin held the photo in her hands, looking shocked: Her face was painted in just a blink of an eye? And it was painted so realistically, even the crow's feet at the corners of her eyes were visible.
Guessing that Yang Xin had relaxed her guard a little, Chang Ping struck while the iron was hot and continued, "I smell the smell on your hair. I'm sure you used my shampoo!"
"Did you invent it?" Yang Xin was a little skeptical.
Chang Ping was not afraid of her suspicion, so he immediately exchanged a bottle from the store, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Yang Xin.
"Since we are meeting for the first time, I don't have anything to give you, so I will give you a bottle of shampoo."
Yang Xin opened the lid and took a light sniff. Sure enough, the smell was the same as what she used this morning.
She accepted the shampoo worth tens of thousands of dollars with a smile, and she completely trusted Chang Ping in her heart.
"Due to some unknown reasons, I accidentally came to the City of Glory from my hometown, and then I met my disciple." Chang Ping continued to talk nonsense, "My master and I are living in poverty, so I thought of hyping up the Purple Haze Grass. I hope Sister Yang will not be offended."
Glancing at the whiteness of Director Yang's collar, Chang Ping swallowed.
"Don't blame me!" Yang Xin waved her hands hurriedly. "Purple Haze Grass can increase the success rate and quantity of pills. This is something that benefits the entire Glory City. How could I blame you?"
The City of Glory is attacked by monsters every year, and elixirs can quickly improve the cultivation of monster masters and increase the overall combat effectiveness of the City of Glory, making it easier for everyone to repel monsters and ensuring the safety of people's lives and property.
After making such a great contribution, what's wrong with letting the master and apprentice make some money?
Chang Ping put the camera into the small ring and pretended to feel guilty, saying, "I feel really bad for taking advantage of Sister Yang. I have already made arrangements in advance. In a few days, my disciples will send a few lost recipes to the association as compensation."
"Now that everything has been explained, it's time for me to leave." Chang Ping stood up and said with a worried look on his face, "It's time for me to find a quiet place and quietly wait for death to come."
"Master!" Yang Xin supported Chang Ping and asked tearfully, "You are a master of alchemy. Is there no way to remove the poison in your body?"
The evil Dark Guild actually attacked the heroes of the City of Light. Yang Xin swore to heaven that she would eradicate the Dark Guild and avenge her master.
"Actually, there is a way to cure my poison." Chang Ping said hesitantly.
Outside the door, Ye Sheng finished his work, waved his hands, and walked towards the reception room.
"What method?" Yang Xin's eyes were burning as he held Chang Ping's big hand and said, "As long as I can save you, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, I, Yang Xin, will jump in without hesitation."
Chang Ping was able to turn purple haze grass into treasure, and he also had a lost recipe for elixirs. If he died, it would be a huge loss for the City of Glory.
Every year, hundreds of thousands of people die at the hands of monsters. Chang Ping can greatly reduce this number, so he must not die!
"I can't tell you! It will hurt you!" Chang Ping shook his head stubbornly.
"Speak!" Yang Xin tightly grasped Chang Ping's shoulders and said with a firm look in his eyes, "I'm not afraid of anything!"
Ye Sheng quietly poked his head out from the door.
He had a puzzled look on his face, not knowing what the two were up to.
However, it seems a bit inappropriate to go in now.
"Since Sister Yang is so understanding, I won't hide anything." Chang Ping covered his mouth with his hand, moved closer to Yang Xin, and whispered a few words.
"Is this true?" Yang Xin's face turned into a big piece of red cloth.
He actually told her that she needed the inside to detoxify. How outrageous!
How can you detoxify me?
The most outrageous thing is that the toxins cannot be completely eliminated, they can only be relieved, so you need to do it every day.
"When a man is about to die, his words are good. I am already in this state, is there any need to lie to you?" Chang Ping sighed, "Forget it, I'd better find a quiet place to die quietly. Even if we are together, if you don't really love me, my poison can't be cured."
Chang Ping seemed to have his soul taken away. He walked towards the door slowly and lonely.
He suddenly froze.
What was Ye Sheng doing hiding at the door? Was he eavesdropping on them?
Chang Ping's old face turned red.
Just when Chang Ping didn't know how to explain to Ye Sheng, a gentle cry came from behind him, as if it had exhausted all its strength.
"Stop! I...I promise you!"