Volume 1, Chapter 27: Liu Fangfang Has a Mental Breakdown

Lian Shuyue grew anxious and sprang to her feet.
"Director Zhou, by what right did you tear up my agreement?"
Zhou Xiaobo said sternly, "Sit down!"
"I won't!"
Zhou Xiaobo said helplessly, "You are being ridiculous! No one in this factory should be laid off before you; how am I supposed to answer to your father?"
"I never asked you to answer to my father. I simply don't want to work here anymore. Signing that voluntary layoff agreement was also to help you out. I’ve set a model example for the factory—look, we’ve met all our layoff quotas in one go!"
"Shuyue, I know you don't want to work for me..."
"I am Lu Huaien." After stating his name, Lu Huaien stared fixedly at Shen Hongwu.
"Oh, this is heartbreaking. I spent the entire day on this hairstyle!" Lucy was devastated; to her, a hairstyle was more important than business.
"Right, it’s just like your eyes a moment ago, as if they could steal a person’s soul, yet they also make one want to sneak a look," Gao Ling’er said, feeling a bit embarrassed. Fortunately, she did not continue the topic that made Long Fei uncomfortable, but instead continued to recount yesterday’s strange phenomenon.
Even Su Wanqing and the Emperor of Donghua were stunned into silence. Had they not witnessed the scene with their own eyes, they would never have believed such terrifying power existed.
Bai Lan had Fu Niang and Duofu stay in the room while she stepped out, just in time to see the Grand Princess turning into the courtyard.
After finishing his routine work at the center, Shen Qi went to the Yanda People's Hospital to learn about the progress of the Phase I clinical trial for C01C-2.

"What did you say? Ayu encountered an ambush and an assassination attempt on his way back, and you are only telling me this now?" Xie Xuan, who had been investigating the affairs of the Chongqi Tower, was suddenly shaken by this news brought by his subordinate. His usual calm and composed demeanor crumbled, replaced by a flare of indignant rage.
"It is indeed quite exhausting." Jiuyin’s expression was indifferent; there was not a trace of the panic that the Heir Apparent had hoped to see.
Clearly, His Highness had ordered her to remain in the Twelve Realms, yet these creatures—who could hardly even be considered subordinates—repeatedly attempted to drive her out. She could not use the main entrance.
Jiang Si was grateful that the Old Marchioness of Yining had kept her suspicions to herself rather than confronting her; otherwise, she might have lost her life in a senseless misunderstanding.
"Quite arrogant, aren't you? Want to try me?" A massive aura emanated from the human expert.
There was another layer of meaning in his words: the Chinese music scene was declining because people like those behind the Tianyu Music Awards had capitalized and corrupted the entire industry.
The mutant lunged, its immense bite force instantly tearing a large chunk of flesh from the left forearm that Brother Li had used to block it, exposing the white bone underneath.
The creature whose spikes Liu Changyuan had broken had already regenerated its arm, though it was still covered in blood; another of the crab-creature's abilities was limb regeneration.
Li Xuanyuan was called out by Liu Shengyi to ask why he hadn't come the day before. Li Xuanyuan could only claim he was feeling unwell and had rested at home, to which Liu Shengyi merely replied before letting him leave.
Even a question like "When is Chu Yunxuan finally releasing a new album?" could trend on the hot searches.
No matter how they dodged, they could not escape, forced to watch as the leaves sped toward them.
The sound of the pot rippled and fluctuated, seemingly silently syncing with the rhythm of the dancing light spots, constantly adjusting its cadence.
At the mention of Feng Hongfei, the expression on Peak Master Han Yun's face became unnatural. After all, having been his own true disciple, only to become a follower of Ye Hao and then a disciple of the Second Ancestor, filled him with a sense of regret.
"Could it be..." Xiao Ye narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately activated his Eyes of Time and Space to scan the surroundings. He immediately discovered that beneath his feet and within the surrounding clouds, faint and incredibly secretive array patterns were flickering.
Thirteen minutes into stoppage time: Rui Costa took a corner kick. In the midst of a scramble, Shevchenko suddenly leaped for a header. Cech blocked it with his right thigh, the ball rebounded back into the penalty area, and Inzaghi missed the follow-up shot.

However, this move was not very effective. Although they gained two free-kick opportunities, they were too far from the goal to have any real impact. Clearly, Baggio had warned his players beforehand to be mindful of the zone, even when committing a foul.
"Romosh's 'Heavenly Damage' ultimate technique truly lives up to its reputation!" Shui Dielan gritted her teeth and laughed; it was clear that she hated Romosh to the bone.
What was a great tonic for the disciples of the Xingji Sword Sect was a hundred times more lethal than poison to cultivators of other sects.
Initially, Tao Qiquan even required everyone caring for Maxian to wear special, terrifying masks that looked just like her, to prevent Maxian from realizing she was different.
Don't be fooled by his current decent competitive form; he knew full well he wasn't as strong as he used to be. It had been so long, so long that everyone had forgotten how he used to fight five opponents in the mid-lane and still counter-kill them.
In just a moment, the giant face finally melted into a silver-white mass the size of a fist, emitting an exotic metallic luster, far surpassing even high-purity silver. At the same time, the ice rock seemed affected, covered in spiderweb-like cracks, and the moment the giant face fully melted, the ice rock automatically shattered and scattered.
Youyou flicked its tail fin rapidly, babbling incessantly as if warning of danger ahead.
Saving one's life is not actually difficult; the simplest method is bribery. As the saying goes, money can move gods. Though primitive, this method always works.
It was a vibrant, beautiful world where city and nature were harmoniously combined. The massive buildings and those strange near-Earth satellites proved that the world's level of technology was also highly advanced.
Yet, with Zhao Gou still in power and the Song Dynasty's century-old habit of favoring scholar-officials, how to reform the deep-seated ills and take decisive action remained a genuine dilemma for him.
Forced by intimidation, the others nodded, while those who didn't remained silent, their faces grim and reluctant.
Fang Qianmo returned to the East Sea; she needed to make preparations in advance and arrange things for the upcoming cooperation.
Sovereign and subject, father and son—in ancient China, these were shackles that bound the paths of many talented people, yet at this moment, they became Shen Tuo's greatest protective charm.