Chapter 250: Chapter 250: Buying You A Bone
In order to be in the best condition for the theme song rating the next day, everyone went to bed early.
The building was unusually quiet.
After Hannah had taken a bath, she put on a pure white nightgown, still holding her ever-present novel about the domineering boss.
This time it was the third installment.
Overbearing President’s Love: The Gentle Wife Can’t Escape
The female protagonist returned to her country with her three-year-old son who was already fluent in eight languages.
—"President, we’re in trouble, the company’s system is completely paralyzed, and we’re losing eight billion per second!" The secretary rushed in.
The president behind the desk had a look of shock, anger, charm, and indifference in his eyes, "Who’s responsible."
The secretary nervously replied: "It was... it was your..."
Hannah closed the book in her hands after reading this far.
Jinlian and the interstellar users in the live broadcast room were itching for more.
[Master, does the male lead have a pie chart in his eyes? Also, who sabotaged the male lead’s company?]
Honey-coated Knife: Hey Hannah, you can’t do this to us, we were just getting into the story!
Commander’s Hope Stone: Yes, yes, the empire has been unstable these days, everyone is scrambling for nutrition drinks, I’ve just got back and it’s nice to relax a bit.
Potato Big Tomato: I heard that the negotiations over there failed, the wanderers simply ignore our commander.
Broken Glass: Does anyone know the inside story? Should we hide on an alien planet for a while?
Did Hannah Humiliate the Scum Man Today: Where to go, looters are running rampant outside. You’ll probably be cleaned out the moment you leave. I heard that those looters are so malicious that they don’t even spare underwear.
Also Doing Six Today: Comparatively, are the wanderers much better?
Queen Liuma Here: Wishful thinking, both sides are equally bad because of the empire’s inaction these recent years. They were obviously different before...
Passerby23456: Jinlian, Jinlian, are you there?
Hannah finally didn’t plan to tell everyone the following plot of the novel, but left a suspenseful phrase, "To find out what happens next, stay tuned for the next episode."
After saying that, despite the cries of the interstellar users in the live broadcast room, Hannah terminated the live broadcast.
Of course not forgetting to leave a sweet "Goodnight."
Now only Jinlian is desperately begging Hannah to show her the rest of the story.
Hannah, indifferent, merely stuffed the restless doggy into her pocket.
Just as she was about to return to her dormitory, she heard a suppressed crying sound from a distance, so faint that one had to listen carefully to hear it.
Jinlian, hiding in Hannah’s pocket, trembled: "Master, let’s go back, what if it’s that thing?"
Hannah asked: "What thing."
Jinlian was in a hurry, tugging at Hannah’s clothes, whispered cautiously, "...ghost."
Speaking the word seemed like it would materialize in front of them.
Jinlian covered her own eyes with her paws.
Hannah chuckled, "It’s 798 years into the interstellar age, and they still make an AI like you, no wonder the imperial royal family is in decline."
She walked straight towards the source of the sound.
Jinlian protested in the pocket, "Master, better to believe in its existence than not!"
Hannah opened the door of the practice room, nodded and replied, "Good, well-used proverb, I’ll buy you a bone when we get back."
Jinlian: "...I’m not a real dog!"
