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　　 Chu Yun hesitated slightly when he heard the words.

　　 Cao Shijin organized the game, why should Su Mingyue be invited?

　　 Coveted her influence and resources in the business world. Or do you want to attract yourself?

　　 Whether it is the former or the latter. Chu Yun must take a trip.

　　 "What game?" Chu Yun asked casually.

　　 "I don't know." Su Mingyue shook her head. "There shouldn't be too many people participating."

　　It is not surprising that there are not many people participating.

　　As Cao Shijin's status. There are not many people who can enter the eyes of his Dharma. Even fewer are eligible to be invited by him.

　　 Otherwise, why should he fight Tang Qing?

　　 "Do you want to go?" Chu Yun asked.

　　 Su Mingyue shook her head: "I don't want to."

　　 "If you don't go, you will offend people." Chu Yun said slowly.

　　 "If you offend, you offend." Su Mingyue said flatly.

　　 "Let's go there," Chu Yun said with her lips pressed. "I'll be with you."

　　 When Su Mingyue heard the words, she glanced at Chu Yun subtlely: "He may just be to attract you to pass."

　　 "I know." Chu Yun nodded.

　　 "Then you still go?" Su Mingyue asked.

　　 According to the information elaborated by Chu Yun.

　　 Su Mingyue can basically be judged. Chu Yun and Cao Shijin could only become enemies. Instead of becoming friends. First release https://https://

　　 This time Cao Shijin’s invitation is also unkind to the visitor. New 81 Chinese network update the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

　　 "Isn't I showing my courage if I don't go?" Chu Yun raised an eyebrow. "Are we short of money or errands? Why should we be afraid of him?"

　　 Money, you will make a lot of money.

　　 Chu Yun has never been afraid of things.

　　 Since they have invited it in an upright manner. why do not you go?

　　 Chu Yun cleaned up the monsoon and beat Zhou Jiguan in public. It is killing chickens and monkeys. A warning to those monsters and ghosts. Chu Yun is not anyone who can be sick. Anxious. No one can think of having a good life.

　　 If I'm afraid now. Doesn't it leave people with a negative image of being bullied and afraid of hardship?

　　 After hearing this, Su Mingyue stopped talking. Got up and said: "Then I will arrange it."

　　 Chu Yun nodded.

　　 Lie down on the grand master’s chair, drinking tea and smoking a cigarette. Su Mingyue squinted and walked out of the room. The sight fell on her plump buttocks without a trace. Raised his brows and said: "The top beam. Go home tonight and continue to brag?"

　　 Su Mingyue stopped and looked back at Chu Yun: "What else can you lose?"

　　 Chu Yun an evil fire surged into his heart: "I'll bet your life!"

　　 Su Mingyue couldn't help frowning upon hearing this, "Your life. It was originally mine. You are not qualified to bet against me."

　　 After that, she added: "You can't use it to gamble with others."

　　 then leave domineeringly.

　　 Chu Yun retracted his neck. He continued to smoke, but there was a slight smile on his face. Know that Dingliang is not really angry. It's an oath of sovereignty.

　　 is like a dog likes to pee in its own territory.

Ok. Although this analogy is a bit unbearable. But the words are not rough.

　　 Chu Yun stayed at home for a whole day.

　　 Su Mingyue is not idle.

　　 During her vacation, she only had to stay away from Chu Yun. Basically all work at home. And many documents are in sight, just like the heavenly book. Eyes full of dense data and planning. Can't understand at all.

　　 "If you don't understand, don't join in the fun." Dingliang said arrogantly. "You only need to recognize the money. You can count from zero to ten."

　　 Prodigal.

　　 will spend money. What do you understand the data? Really want to learn to make money? Isn't that robbing Su Dingliang's job?

　　 She did not agree.

　　 Night falls.

　　 Chu Yun and his wife had a sumptuous afternoon tea at home. Basically, it can last until the end of the dinner, and it will not be hungry.

　　 Chu Yun has experience, and Su Mingyue also has experience.

　　 In a game like this, it's impossible to get enough to eat, and there is no chance to take a break to eat.

　　 Chu Yun is also the eldest master of the Chu family who holds resources in his hands.

Not to mention Su Dingliang.

　　 The young generation of the Chinese business community. So far, it’s not a big problem for her to rank among the top three, right?

　　 After all, it is a grassroots counterattack, and it can still add some fighting points.

　　 Cao Shijin's bureau was held in a five-star hotel in the city center.

　　 There are about three tables. Except for a group of **** henchmen around him. More than ten people were invited.

　　 Su Mingyue is one of them.

　　 Fu Wanqing was also favored by Cao Shijin.

　　Chu Yun came uninvited, rather stiff.

　　 As for the others. Most of them are middle-aged. Chu Yun didn't know him. Don't even want to be familiar with the face.

　　 Chu Yun's identity is sensitive and ambiguous.

　　 Before Chu Zhongtang made a clear statement, no one would take the initiative to befriend him. So after entering the banquet hall, Su Mingyue was surrounded by fish and dragons. He was left alone. Drinking wine with a lonely face, happily leisurely.

　　 "I really can't figure it out. You are the dignified young master of the Chu family. The only blood inheritance. How can you tolerate being treated as air." Fu Wanqing said strangely when she walked in front of her. "Are you addicted to soft food? Or is it a natural tendency to abuse?"

　　 "This auntie. The friendship between us is not up to this point, right? Do I like soft rice, and it doesn't matter to you?" Chu Yun curled his lips. "Look at your outfit. It's not as expensive as my pair of leather shoes. Give yourself some face. I really want to pick it up. It's not me who is ashamed."

　　 Fu Wanqing almost jumped.

　　 This grandson’s mouth is extremely poisonous. The bad words that are said can make a person alive.

　　 Since she was disgusted at the gate of the branch last time, she has been looking for a chance to come back with disgust.

　　 And eating soft rice is the biggest slot she can find.

　　 But as soon as she spoke ~www.wuxiahere.com~, she was run on by Chu Yun. Just autistic.

"I wear cheap clothes, that's clean. Unlike you, which of the things you bought on your own body? You are so hard to eat soft rice. You are the first person in history." Fu Wanqing said weirdly. .

　　 "Auntie. You can't say that kindly." Chu Yun said righteously. “I’m doing laundry and cooking at home, and I’m in charge of internal affairs. Isn’t it credit? My wife buys me some clothes to treat me who is hardworking and virtuous. Isn’t it too much? It’s not just making money, right? Who doesn’t know every success? Behind the woman, there is a man who gives silently?"

　　 Fu Wanqing twitched the corners of his mouth.

　　 This grandson is simply a **** weird thing. The skin is as thick as a city wall, or the kind of corner!

　　 Fu Wanqing gave a thumbs up. Completely defeated.

　　 She poured half a glass of champagne, and a playful look passed over her eyes. Resuming seriousness: "I heard. Cao Shijin wanted to win you over. But you rejected it. Now half of the younger brothers in Yanjing City regard you as an enemy. Have you thought about how to deal with this situation?"

　　 "What do you want?" Chu Yun curled his lips. "Someone wants to be a dog. I don't want to. I'm in a hurry. I'm killing him."

　　 Fu Wanqing's heartbeat thunderous again.

　　 "You don't know who Cao Shijin's identity or background is?" Fu Wanqing glared at Chu Yun. "Are you not afraid that he will really go to war with you?"

　　 "I'm afraid I won't come." Chu Yun shrugged. "Auntie. Don't join in the fun if you are too timid. You have a heart attack or something. You say you are lonely and widowed. Who will inherit your flowers? Really cheap capitalists?"