the castration plan

Chapter 45

"...Hello?" At eleven o'clock, Baymuir was woken up by a work call.

He pushed Shen He next to him, who seemed extremely exhausted, and slowly closed his eyes again.

"I'm so fierce?" Bemuir smiled, and put his fingers on his eyelids, "Several hundred million things, so impatient?"

Baymuir was walking around with a toothbrush in his mouth, and after washing up, he saw Shen He huddled up in the blanket, it was so pitiful.

"This thing still needs to be repaired, you can help me install other programs to enter, and then change the face is the best." Bemuir squinted his eyes and was calling Shen Lu.

"What's the matter? Repaint? It's not difficult." Shen Lu is very confident in her work, and introduces enthusiastically, "There is no need to install the program. The linear simulation of traditional computers and the quantum level of Blue Blood No. [-] Electric signals are incomparable, so don’t think of it as a home computer. It is currently the most advanced prototype machine created in the world as an “analogue-controlled life”, as long as you spend enough time using it, you can get in touch with a large sample of real life Finally, the deep learning model with a large amount of training data will show magical effects."

"Really?" Bemuir was dubious, and flicked Shen He's penis lightly, but the other party didn't have any stress response, "Are you fooling me, a layman?"

"No, I can provide you with experimental evidence together with more than 100 scientists in the data center. His software has a neural grid with rich synapses, and the speed of learning skills is hundreds of times faster than that of humans." Shen Lu frowned and said, "Perhaps you mean emotions and emotions? But Blue Blood No. [-] has passed the advanced Turing test, empathy test, and it can even be said that he is not limited to human emotions and framework logic...you are talking about him Where can you not learn?"

"Sex." Baymuir stuffed a few pieces of soufflé into his mouth together, understating it very lightly, and suddenly thought of something, "Damn, it won't short-circuit when you ejaculate?"

"Xilu!" The honest man Shen Lu yelled, the panic seemed to see alien creatures demolishing the earth, "You, you...you are too..."

Belmuir was not ashamed, and began to buy inflatable dolls online from the seller across the Pacific Ocean: "What? So can you learn it? No, okay, then you send me two that specialize in this."

"...the data center doesn't have, and won't produce this type of bionic man." Shen Lu felt so unreasonable, it was so hard to speak, and her voice was quiet.

"Go get it, get it for me now, I'll pay for it... eh!" As he spoke, Bemuir's voice suddenly sank.

Shen He fell down and knelt between Omega's legs, and Bemuir could only see the top of his hair constantly shaking up and down.

"Don't use too much force, hold it up, lick here, yes... turn your tongue around, my boy, yes... that's it... shrink your cheeks a little bit." Bemuir lifted his chin slightly, and groped him erotically lower lip, "The eyes must be in place, and you must enjoy eating, understand?"

Bemuir was too badass, while observing Alpha's movements, he continued to tell Shen Lu without changing his face: "He is too stupid, I want the kind that can bark, the higher the waves, the better, I like strong ones, we must It's Alpha."

Sure enough, Shen He stuttered harder.

The expression of Omega's climax is irritable and charming, lying in the wonderful zone between the extremely contradictory tyranny and weakness, the green in the eyes is clearly wrinkled, but it is as thin as two pieces of translucent sulfuric acid paper, and the thick eyelashes are wet. Drenched golden light cast on it.

He picked up the phone and wanted to continue the conversation, but he didn't know when it was hung up long ago.

During the sage's time, Bemuir was still thinking about life, Shen He had already swallowed a mouthful of warm water, and used his mouth to clean his messy lower body.

Baymuir smiled softly, his fingers were like beautiful roses, and gently climbed up the other's face, covering his cold, Germanic eyes.He is not always so unreasonable, and when he occasionally thinks of it, he will be gentle, bend down, and dance to the other party deftly with a tongue taken from fine wine, like singing a very sweet song in the morning.

"It's really similar, if you only look at the lower half of the face." After looking at it for a while, Bemuir dropped a volume of Lu He's documentary, and a tight business bust photo on his law firm's official website, "Can you learn it in one day? It must be exactly the same."

And Shen He's eyes, like the hands of a drowning man, kept tightly grasping his back.

The release of desire made Bemuir feel refreshed, humming a little tune and going out the door.

The heads of various departments of the company waited for him for a long time, but it was not surprising.If Baymuir said there was a meeting at nine o'clock, he himself would never show up before twelve o'clock.This is already a routine, and everyone just came here wobbly.

But the CBO was one of the participants, and immediately launched an attack: "Director Chao, don't you have any sense of time? Our colleagues and Global colleagues have been waiting for you for two hours. Do you think this is an internal meeting of your department? Can you waste everyone's time casually?"

Bemuir yawned fragrantly, and spoke slowly, with a hint of sarcasm in his arms: "What's the point of waiting for me? Aren't you the only one who made the decision? I think everyone will go home to Remote in the future."

CBO stands for Chief Brand Officer.In this kind of large multinational company, many tasks can be done by "outside brains". It is enough for CBO to be the most well-dressed and serious critic and killer, and Bemuir is the most unruly assassin, killing chickens and monkeys number one object.

"Okay, since you think I can say a few words at the decision-making level, can you also participate in the meeting about Peridot's perfume with just your ears?" CBO accepted the move.

"What is this?" With a smile, Baymuir shook the pink perfume bottle in front of him and blurted out, "Your mother's prickly heat powder?"

Two senior executives couldn't hold back and laughed, which led to a happy atmosphere in the audience. Everyone clenched their fists and coughed.Even if the factor of face is excluded, they all like working with Bemuir. The honest and straightforward Omega always dares to say things that people dare not even dare to anger. .

Everyone was warned by the CBO knocking on the table: "Please pay attention to your work attitude and the occasion of your speech. This is the Peridot that our marketing department has synthesized consumer opinions, hired an external perfumer, and plans to re-launch. The file is on your desk. Take a good look."

"External perfumer? Where did you hire it? Is it your cornfield?" Bemuir leaned back, put his slender fingers under his nose, and every line of his raised brow was full of disgust, "You know this smell What does it look like? You stepped into the stable with your fur-covered feet, splashing mud mixed with horse urine and manure, the kind of soil that is very stuffy and damp in summer. Foot odor, plus body odor, plus acid Smelly."

CBO endured his anger: "Director Chao, can you objectively evaluate this perfume with professionalism and reduce your personal emotional color?"

"Professionalism?" Bemuir smiled slightly, but his eyebrows and eyes were indifferent to the other party. "You don't respect my original intention of creation, why should I give you my professionalism?"

He wiped his fingers stained with "horse urine" clean with a clean test paper, like an aristocratic girl wearing pearls and gemstones, spraying musk on her hair, and smearing amber on her fingertips, walking in the garden of the castle, dignifiedly Afraid that Yelu would soak her golden silk shoes.

"The top notes of ylang-ylang and orange blossom represent the hope and longing of youth, because their flower language is the joy of the bride, and the ginger, cardamom and sweet pepper in the tail note are irritating like a catastrophe. It represents the painful groan of the person whose ring of hope has been broken. This is the same as the fate of many Omegas. They pinned themselves and their lives on their husbands, and were finally abandoned and forgotten. Combining fifty nine spices It is a grand play, representing the general tragedy of the whole society, and nothing can be less and cannot be replaced.”

"Your laundry detergent perfumer, for the so-called best-selling flavors from the research, the first step is to replace my middle notes of velvet musk cashmere and castoreum with frankincense, right? Too sweet and stupid, Byrido It's not about teaching Omega how to smell milk, and then being dragged into the alley by an Alpha in estrus to have a hard fuck."

After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized that they couldn't figure out the weird formula of Peridot at first, because Bemuir's nose is like a sponge in the market, and he knows best what kind of commercial fragrance can please the public.He signed a VAM agreement with LVBR, and the revenue generated by Omega for the group last quarter alone was enough to cover that astronomical figure.what does that mean?For this master perfumer, it is a matter of minutes to create a popular street fragrance, as long as he wants to.

CBO's chest rose and fell: "Is this the reason for your objection? It doesn't conform to your aesthetics, your art? Do you know how ugly the first month's sales of Byrido are? Do you need the president of Global to talk to you in person? "

"I have nothing against your prickly heat powder, or your milk tea marketing ideas." Bemuir shrugged, "The company is not for charity, and no one can block the capitalists' way of making money. I completely understand that you make money."

"If you don't object, just sign it. Don't waste everyone's time by talking about irrelevant things." CBO suppressed his anger and pushed the document.

"Then my resignation letter has been signed by the board of directors?" In the shocked eyes of everyone, Bemuir just turned his pen twice, "I will go with my Byrido and launch a new version with the original formula. Sharon incense. And your prickly heat powder, safflower oil, Wangwang milk, anyway, you can choose any new name, in short, don’t touch my Bailiduo, these three words, not a single word.”

"It has been submitted to the board of directors. Mr. Roman will arrive today and will give you a satisfactory approval." CBO was already so angry that he was jumping on the couch. In front of the headquarters, he could only force himself to answer in an official way.

"Wonderful." Bemuir took the lead and slid the signed document with his backhand, almost knocking over the water glass in front of CBO, and smiled amiably, "Then, I wish you a happy sale of balm in Siberia."

Beimuir got up and left, but the senior executives still looked at him with unsatisfactory expressions, like two rows of sunflowers following the sun and turning: "Towards the director...Babe..."

The marketing director hesitated to speak, his performance could be linked to this Omega: "Impulse is the devil, Babe, sit down and think again."

At this moment, a man's voice suddenly came from outside the door, mellow like the motto echoed from the deep valley of the sea: "Bermuel."

The handsome Alpha was holding a dark golden cane, and her silver-white hair covered her ears to the back of her neck.The over-emphasis on classic and exquisite clothing seems to come from the Middle Ages, and the exposed skin is everywhere like albinism. Few humans are like him, whose skin color is not inferior to Bemuir.

"Mr. Roman!" CBO was overjoyed.