Mr. Dior

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"噗 ——" Yu Yuan almost sprayed out the freshly-drinked water, quickly covered his mouth, and whispered to the copyright manager, "I remind President Zhang that this is a TV station, not a self-service barbecue, will he be shot by him? Killed? "

The copyright manager, who was already scared to death, stared at Yu Yuan in an incredible way: "At this time, you're kidding, but the water gun ... water gun?"

The two looked at the silver water gun with the Xinghe Rongguang logo: "..."

Mr. KY, who is in the center of the storm, didn't pay attention to the "barbeque stall" problem. He held his head in his hands and surrendered, almost scaring a heart attack.

In their country, holding a gun is legal. And if the husband sees someone else raped his wife, he can shoot him directly. Although he didn't do that, in the opinion of the unreasonable gangster, touching the boss's hand is equivalent to trying to force the boss's man.

"Sir, I really didn't mean that, just now I was just kidding." KY explained it as calmly as possible.

Yu Yuan, who stole a pre-dinner snack, raised his hand: "I prove that he was not kidding just now. The boss has made it clear that he is married. He also said that European nobles can pursue married people."

Jiao Qi immediately glanced at the fat man who was not too busy.

"Click" The gangster pulled the trigger.

"No, no, no!" KY screamed loudly and was blushed.

The room was quiet for a few seconds. KY opened his eyes tremblingly and finally saw what he was pointing at his head—a small water gun full of future technology.

"Cut," Zhang Chen said with a grin, and patted KY's face with a mini piercing water pistol. "Just a joke."

After all, the limited edition of "Glory of the Galaxy" was given to foreign friends. Mr. Dior reached out, took Xiaojiao's wife into his arms, squeezed his finger wearing a wedding ring: "What kind of business breaks this, and you still have to sell it?"

Jiao Qi looked embarrassedly at KY: "Nothing, but today is really not suitable for further discussion, let's go." Winking Yu Yuan, motioned him to leave a mess and pull Zhang Da himself I went out first, lest he do something unsuccessful.

Zhang Chenzheng was led away by Xiaojiao's wife from a messy place, and found Jiao Qi's face was not very good, thinking that he was angry with the little hooligan. Endured the wrathful anger, whispered to him: "A barbeque seller, what is rare, the old attacker will take you to high-quality barbecue."

KY came back to God at this moment: "I'm not selling barbecue, I'm the heir of the TV station." However, the godfather who has traveled far away did not hear it.

"I'm sorry, Mr. KY," Yu Yuan handed him a box of paper towels. "We didn't expect Zhang to make such a big fire."

The copyright manager nodded in cooperation: "Yeah, yeah."

"I just expressed my appreciation for him. Is this wrong?" KY was very wronged, and the more he failed to catch up with him, the more he remembered.

Yu Yuan stared at the copyright manager. Appreciation of this kind of thing, feelings and ceremonies, everyone is married and still bluff is your fault.

"Yes, you can remember it. It's okay to remember. There are more people in our country who remember our boss, and it's not worse than you," Yu Yuan revealed two little pear vortexes, smiling sincerely. He couldn't catch up with him when he was young, and he can't even catch up now. "

"Why? My status and money are much better than before!" KY wiped the drops of water on his body, not knowing what he couldn't compare to that rude underworld, the more he wanted to get angry.

"Well, our president is not the one who recognizes money. He just looks at his face."

"..." Flores felt more humiliated than the small water gun pointed at his head. Does this mysterious Eastern continent look so fat to the full score of affinity?

The underworld family pays attention to teaching their wives behind their face, and to give their wives sufficient respect outside. So I didn't say much along the way. I walked to the front of the car and asked the driver to get out of the car: "Take a taxi and go home."

After all, plug Xiaojiao's wife onto the co-pilot, fasten his seat belt, sit in the cab himself, and drive away with the full-powered Maybach.

"Let's talk, who is he?" Zhang Chenzhang drove the car to the overhead and smoothly followed the traffic.

Jiao Qi is sending a message to Yu Yuan, telling him that this business is not done, compensation for KY's shirt, and return air tickets can also be reimbursed, but the copyright is no longer purchased. Rice is not the only TV station in the country.

After sending the message, I sighed slowly: "Have I said yesterday that you should not be a gangster on the outside?"

In previous scripts, Zhang Chenzhang felt that he was an overbearing president, and it would not be wrong to say that others would go out, but the identity of the underworld godfather is too exaggerated, not as good as Marshal of the Star Empire.

Zhang Chenxuan squeezed the steering wheel and tried to restrain the urge to get angry. Advise the fragile little Jiao's wife not to frighten, she will run away like a rabbit. Simplify all the words of suspicion, and only one sentence remains: "I didn't mention it."

"You didn't mention it, but every word you are telling people, 'Zhang Chenzhang is the underworld godfather'. Say dig | gun dig | gun ..." Jiao Qi had a headache. I didn't sleep well last night. I watched the drama and watched the material all night, but the other party sent such a disgusting thing and said it was false to not be angry. Faced with his old attack, he could not help but want to lose his temper.

"Then what should I do?" Zhang Chen gnawed his teeth and raised his voice by five decibels. "He's the one who gave you a car of flowers, right? I haven't hit him enough to give you face!"

A car?

Jiao Qi froze a bit. When KY pursued him, he did send him a whole car of flowers and stopped to sing to him downstairs. This method of pursuit is useless for the boys, only to feel embarrassed, Jiao Qi has never mentioned to Zhang Chenzhang. How did this guy know?

"How do you know someone gave me a car?"

"I saw it with my own eyes!"

That was in the rice country. At that time, Zhang Chenzhang was still in Q in China. Where did he see it with his own eyes? Jiao Qi didn't believe it, but felt that the matter was strange, and before he asked again, Maybach made a sharp direction to turn down the overhead and stopped abruptly. If he hadn't fastened his seat belt, his head would have hit his windshield.

"You're crazy, driving so fast, and wondering if the car accident ... hmm ..." Jiao Qi didn't finish talking, and suddenly Zhang Chen's flames blocked his lips.

With an angry kiss, Jiao Qi was pained, but Zhang Chenzhen didn't allow him to hide, kissed him fiercely for a minute, then let him go.

"Don't challenge my bottom line, and then let me see you mingling with other men, I will lock you in bed and beat you day and night until you have a second child!"

The words are full of threats, but the scenes depicted are unexpectedly insensitive. Jiao Qi is inexplicably awkward ... heh, but this can't hide the fact that Zhang Chenxuan was speeding just now! Thinking about how to educate him, the car door was pulled open by Zhang Chenzhang, who quickly got out of the car. He unfastened his seat belt and said rudely, "Get out of the car!"

When he heard this tone, he got angry, Jiao Qi got out of the car and closed the door with a bang: "Where is this place?"

The underworld godfather held his young wife who was still in the hair and held her arms in his arms. He made a low laugh from his chest, and held Jiaoqi's ears in a bad tone.

What did you just say?

Jiao Qi didn't respond, his mind was "locking you in bed, and he was gnawing day and night." He couldn't help turning his face flushed, and looked up at the place pointed by Zhang Chenzhang—the barbecue restaurant.

"..."