Chapter 110 Just Make Money
Zhao Xiaoyue was no longer anxious. Didn’t the doctor say that the current was of normal wattage? That meant he was indeed dead at that time.
As for being alive again…if she can come back, what’s so strange about coming back to the comic convention?
But why didn’t he recognize me? Maybe his head injury was too severe and he needed some time to rest?
Hou Taotao tactfully pulled over a chair and motioned Zhang Xiaomeng to go out with him.
Zhao Xiaoyue's eyes never left the comic exhibition, "I'm sorry, I should have picked you up earlier."
He opened his mouth to apologize, catching the comic exhibition off guard, "Are you really Zhao Xiaoyue?"
"Yes, it's genuine. My last name is Zhao and my given name is Xiaoyue. Remember?"
Comic Exhibition was still blank, "I don't know."
"Don't you know me or someone else?"
"I don't know anything else... To be exact, I don't know what happened. It's like I came out of the dungeon, but it doesn't feel like I came out. My mind is a mess now."
Frowning at the comic exhibition gave the illusion of a beautiful woman shedding tears. Zhao Xiaoyue comforted her, "Don't think about it. Anyway, you are safe now. I promise."
The comic convention was even more confusing.
Zhao Xiaoyue calmed down a little, "Your name is Orlenado Mann, your family lives in a small town in Spain, your father is a gambler who died from debt collection, your mother remarried, and you entered a convent when you were six. When you were ten, you were sold to a black casino and worked as a waiter..."
The comic exhibition looked at the man sitting next to him in horror, and was so scared that he spoke Spanish, "How did you know?"
Haha, of course you told me.
Zhao Xiaoyue continued to blast, "Your most private secret is that you are congenitally allergic to women. You are twenty this year, and you were dumped by your first boyfriend when you were eighteen!"
"You know all this!" Even the voice changed!
Zhao Xiaoyue was still furious. "The most embarrassing thing that happened before I turned 20 was that I cried my heart out after being dumped. Mr. Casino Yi threw you into the cold storage and froze you for a day."
His scalp tingled and his hair stood on end at the comic exhibition. Only he and Mr. Yi knew these things.
Zhao Xiaoyue suppressed her tears again, "You are now called Manzhan. You chose the name yourself. Your wish is to live the way you like, but in reality you have to play different roles."
Zhao Xiaoyue smiled at the stunned person on the bed, "So you call it a comic exhibition, and..."
"Stop, stop, stop..." The comic exhibition was so scared that it quickly called a halt.
Zhao Xiaoyue relaxed her back, "Is it true that when you woke up in the dungeon, many of your memories were mixed up?"
Then he calmly said, "Do you feel like you have a lot of money?"
At first, Zhao Xiaoyue didn’t pay attention to the person who arrogantly asked “how much money?”, but now she thinks there is something wrong with this sentence.
There is no money in the comic convention in the casino. It’s good enough to be able to eat enough. Only the comic convention in the previous life was a miser and a "perverted" Aquaman.
She changes boyfriends faster than Zhao Xiaoyue throws away the garbage!
The comic exhibition asked doubtfully, "Yes, I remember I had a lot of money!"
He glanced at Zhao Xiaoyue uncertainly again.
The answer I got was, “Now you have no money!”
The comic convention exploded with a few words, "Impossible! Give me the computer!"
He can lose everything, but he cannot lose his money.
If Zhao Xiaoyue had known this would happen, she would have asked someone to bring the computer.
She took the computer from the bodyguard outside, walked into the ward and handed it to Manzhan, "Take your time to check it!"
Manzhan frowned and looked at the thing handed to him in confusion, "Hey, Mr. Zhao, when did you take out the computer?"
An unconscious joke was said, and both of them were stunned. Manzhan looked up and met Zhao Xiaoyue's tearful eyes, "Do you think we are familiar with each other now?"
Plop, Zhao Xiaoyue's tears finally fell.
Manzhan was anxious and shouted, "Zhao Xiaoyue, are you sick? I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?"
Subconsciously, I am most afraid of Zhao Xiaoyue crying at the comic convention.
Well, the tears were successfully forced back, and Zhao Xiaoyue turned fierce in a second, "Damn Electric Man, if you yell at me again, I will stew you."
Although it was a threat, for some reason, a warm current suddenly surged in the heart of the comic exhibition. It was stronger than the electric current in the dungeon.
In Manzhan's mind, the same scene as Zhao Xiaoyue's was playing.
"Zhao Xiaoyue, where the hell have you been? You are the boss of the company, and I'm just a manager!"
The person on the other end of the phone said humbly, "Good comic convention, you work hard, and after I come back, you can have a holiday, a very long holiday!"
"Get back here now!" The voice at the comic exhibition broke.
"Damn Electric Man, if you yell at me again, I'll cook you in a pressure cooker!"
"Haha, Mr. Zhao, why don't you come back and stew me? You are so far away from me, are you going to use some magic to stew me?"
The comic exhibition was sitting in the luxurious boss chair, crossing his legs and fiddling with his brooch, looking very arrogant!
The person on the other end of the phone was so angry that he jumped up and down, "You, you just wait!"
"I'm waiting for you to master your magic? Don't you know that you are not allowed to become a spirit here? Be careful or someone will stew you before you become a spirit!"
Manzhan, who was lying on the hospital bed, asked in a desperate tone, "Have you refined the magic?"
Zhao Xiaoyue rolled her eyes, "Our eldest brother, don't talk about the second brother, aren't you the same?"
Rebirth has happened, isn't it the same as becoming a spirit? The difference is that one has memories, and the other has mixed memories.
She sat down and pursed her lips, "Do you remember it now?"
"No," Manzhan looked up, "I only remember this person, just like my sister, and everything before entering the dungeon was also a blur. I don't remember anything else."
It's confirmed, my memory has jumped, I was electrocuted, my past life and present are mixed up.
I just don’t know how the poor comic convention came about.
Could it be that he committed suicide? Impossible, he was afraid of pain, he would never kill himself.
Zhao Xiaoyue didn't force it. "You just need to know that our relationship is very, very close, and you are safe now. No one can hurt you."
Today's comic conventions are not as feminine as they were later, and still have some "masculinity".
"Oh, I didn't mean to do anything. I was just scared by your initial action."
She held his hand, and when they were in the town of Manton, he even opened his clothes, making him think he had met a pervert.
After this exchange, he felt that the person in front of him was familiar and reassuring.
So it’s a bit “revealed”.
It's too early to say that. I'm embarrassed. What masculinity? What the hell is that? It doesn't exist at all in comic exhibitions.
"How did I scare you?" This time it was Zhao Xiaoyue who was horrified. "Don't tell lies with your two pretty eyes open."
Manzhan slowly lay down on the bed, "Well, you are still good at talking."
Zhao Xiaoyue covered her face. She was struggling desperately just a moment ago, but now she turned into a Barbie doll. It was so unbearable to watch!
"Can I make money following you?" The comic exhibition asked the one who was most concerned about him. No matter what, financial freedom is the most important.
"Have."
After getting a positive answer, Comic Exhibition felt relieved. He no longer worried about the memories. The most important thing was to live in the present.
Under the effect of the medicine, I fell asleep quickly.