Chapter 709
"If we use to create a product that can steal other people's memories, then we'll be able to learn about the situation of other countries from the other countries' leaders' minds." Aman naturally knew that the memory artifact's value was immeasurable.
"Yes." Ragib nodded. "As long as we have this product, the other nations will have nothing to fear!"
Aman leaned back onto the sofa. "I've already said that when Chloe is pregnant, there won't be too many changes happening around me. Don't even think about remembering things first."
Ragib said hurriedly, "Then you can ask the team of the Emperor Group to develop and develop it, or maybe I can hire a few military scientists..."
"Ragib, listen." Aman told him, "If you don't get me to agree to do these things without my permission, and the information regarding the end of the 'My infancy' is leaked out, will definitely come and settle accounts with you."
Only the people around him knew. If he did, he would get revenge!
How big would it be?
"Uh..." Ragib was embarrassed for a moment and smiled again. "I'm just giving an example. For example, of course I want this product to be developed by the Emperor. But if you don't tell me, who dares to make the decision on his own?"
"It's enough that you understand. It's not time to activate the memory artifact." After Aman finished speaking, he stood up and said, "Ragib, come to my study to discuss official matters."
That afternoon, Ragib arrived at Zoya's Happy Apartment.
Ragib was silently sitting in the living room, his ten fingers crossed at the bridge of his nose. His eyes were deep in thought.
Zoya was cooking in the kitchen. She looked at the news from the online media and shook her head. "Is the Bishop Family afraid of nothing happening? They like to put everything up for hype. They even say that Chloe takes shares to make an issue?"
"We can never get rid of others, but Zoya thinks that she knows Chloe. How can Chloe do such a thing?"
On the Internet, the news that Chloe said that she wanted to return the shares but was not sincere had been exposed by Mrs. Bishop.
After coming out of the kitchen, Zoya put a dish of beef fried noodles in front of Ragib and said, "Let's eat noodles tonight. It's too late to work and I don't want to cook more."
However, Ragib didn't know what he was planning to do. He didn't even look at her fried noodles.
Zoya's temper...
"You don't want to eat it, do you? If you don't eat, I'll take it down." She put one side of the noodles on the table and went to the other side. "I'll eat two of them myself..."
Ragib, who was behind him, frowned. "Put it down. Who's going to eat it? And who's going to eat it or not?"
As an apartment suite, the living room was linked to the dining room. It was only a few steps away from the dining room.
Zoya snorted and brought it back.
Ragib ate a few mouthfuls of noodles and looked at Zoya, who was wearing an apron. "This is good... You can wear it in this way at night. Let's go to the kitchen."
Zoya was stunned for a moment. She followed his gaze and looked at herself. She immediately got angry when she understood what he said.
"Get out." Her ears were red. "I'm tired today. Dare you touch a hair of mine!"
"To murder your fiance?" Ragib said evilly.
He smiled, and the dignified expression of thinking just now was gone.
Zoya, who had been taken advantage of by him for a while, stared at him gloomily and lit up the fork in her hand. "I will do it when necessary."
Ragib merely chuckled. "You're lying. You're hysterically shouting under my body, you're willing to..."
"Ragib!" Zoya suddenly stands up. With a red face, she points furiously at the gate. "If you keep teasing me, you'll have to try and leave right now."
Ragib looked at her red face and nodded. "Okay, if you don't say it, we'll do it directly at night."
"You"
"Don't worry. You're tired and you don't have to move. I'll do it."
Zoya's face turned red from being flirted with. She thought that she was an experienced woman among the crowd of women. However, she was completely defeated by Ragib, the love expert.
She placed one end of the plate and turned around. Ragib immediately called out from behind, "Where are we going?"
"Let's eat in the living room."
Stay away from you.
"Sit down." At the crucial moment, Ragib used the authority of an official. "I still have something important that I haven't told you about."
Zoya snorted and sat back down. "You're still thinking about business. It's rare to see such a thing!"
"What I've told you is also business, isn't it? Didn't you want to cultivate a relationship with me? Then the interest between us is more important than anything else." Ragib laughed as if he was the soul of a dead man.
When Zoya's blood was boiling with anger, Ragib changed the subject. "Well, let me tell you. Commander Zhan's phone has been connected to my phone several times. He wants you to go back to the Central Military District. He wants you to say that the soldiers of the Zhan Family are not from the media!"
Zoya could almost imagine the angry look on his face when he called her.
She snorted and said, "I've said that I won't go back to the military area. I'm working hard on the rapporteurs. Do they know how difficult it is to start a business? Do they want me to give up the media and go back to the Zhan Family in accordance with their plan? That's impossible."
First, he asked her to get engaged, and now he asked her to go back to the military area...
Zoya said that she would never agree.
Ragib only smiled. He was sometimes rough and sometimes wild, but when he ate, he was as beautiful as a noble Young Master.
He quickly rolled up the last point of the plate with a fork and said, "In fact, you may not give up your job as a mediaman. You can ask someone to manage the newspaper office for you and go back to the military region. Right, like Miss Chloe, let others run the company, and you can do what you want to do."
Zoya threw an angry glance at Ragib. "I'm not like Xiaoxia!"
She didn't marry you, Ragib...
She still had to run her own business.
But when she touched Ragib's eyes and looked at her, she licked her upper lip with the tip of her tongue, looking as if she was still hungry. Zoya quickly opened her eyes and walked to the window of the living room. She took out her mobile phone and said, "Anyway, I'm engaged to you. I won't interfere in the affairs of the Zhan family. I don't want to be involved in the interests of the military. If my father asks you this question in the future, you don't have to worry about it. Let them call me."
"Call you?" Ragib, who was standing behind her, poured her a glass of wine and walked over to her. "Are you going to reject it yourself? What if your mother..."
Zoya made up her mind. "I blacklist all my family's phone numbers, including my mom's!"
Ragib laughed. "You won't do that."
"Do you think I'm good at it?"
"If you bring along Zhan's phone number, guarantee that Lieutenant Colonel will bring people to City." Ragib leaned against the window sill in front of Zoya and took a sip of wine. "When the time comes, you will be able to see a spectacular scene. Lieutenant Colonel is leading the army outside the rapporteurs. Those who see him will be curious. The car will take a detour and on the same day will be on the news. Your news will cause another sensation..."
"Ah, ah, ah! Stop talking!" Zoya said indignantly, "I worked so hard to open the Letter Star. I won't give up. I'm no longer a military doctor. will never agree to this!"
That's right!
She would never give in on this point!
Ragib looked at her angry expression as he drank his wine. "Is that so?"
Zoya glared at Ragib. "What are you doing? Are you speaking up for the Zhan family? Do you want to persuade me to return to the military region?"
Ragib's gaze was very ambiguous. "No, you're a journalist, or a military doctor... to me, there's no difference. Either way, you're my woman."
"Is that so?" Zoya snorted and said in a huff, "But how come heard that you never touch female soldiers? Ah, speaking of this, if I want to break up with you, does it mean that I just need to go back to the military area?"
Ragib gritted his teeth and smiled sinisterly. "Don't think too much. If you anger me, I can break my principle!"
Zoya looked at him with suspicion. Ragib put down his cup and pulled her into his arms while Zoya was not paying attention. "Listen to me-"
"Say what you want to say. Don't make a fuss!
Ragib hugged her by the neck, almost touching her ear as he said, "Between us, it's not like you break up just because you want to. You're engaged to me. You'll be my woman if you're dead, you'll be my female ghost!"
"Damn it!" Zoya's face was full of pride. "Can a man only say this after he's married?"
"That's what you can say even if you're engaged to me!"
"Go to hell, I won't die!" Zoya broke free from his iron-like arm and ran out, shouting, "I'll live if all the people on this earth die!"
"Oh, that's a good idea." Ragib laughed. "As expected of my woman, she deserves to be so spicy!"
"I don't care if you have the same idea as the Zhan family. You should respect me when you're with me. I won't go back to be a military doctor, and you don't have to persuade me," said Zoya angrily.
With the death of Feng, she had buried that profession. She now had a new life and a new career!
And a new lover.
No, it's time to call him a fiance.
Ragib looked at her. He knew exactly what she was thinking.
Zoya took a deep breath and calmed down. "Since you said that no matter if I'm a media or a military doctor, it's no different for you. Please don't force me to do this in the future."
Ragib nodded. "Of course, I won't force you."
"That's right."
Zoya nodded her head in gratitude.
But soon, Ragib brought up another matter that drove her crazy. "Then, are you willing to help me out for my sake?"
Looking at his mysterious smile, Zoya immediately became alert. "What... what are you doing?"
"Aman has a technological product that has not been announced to the outside world," Ragib said. "I want him to agree to give birth to a military weapon, but Miss Chloe is pregnant. Aman doesn't want to make any big moves now, so he doesn't agree. However, want to grasp the latest high-tech military weapon first. The earlier Aman agrees, the better."
Zoya didn't know about the memory device and didn't know what Ragib was talking about. She just felt that there was something Ragib wanted in Aman's hand....
"What, what do you want me to do?" Zoya said, "Don't make it hard for me!"
"It's not a difficult matter." Ragib came over and wrapped an arm around her waist. "You just need to mention it to Miss Chloe, and let Miss Chloe and Aman bring it up. Aman generally wouldn't reject Miss Chloe."
Zoya's mind went blank and she felt like she was going to be tricked. "Are you still saying that you're not making things difficult for me? Aman is worried that Little Chloe is pregnant and won't agree. Do you want me to bring it up to Little Chloe?"