Look, this is what happened!
After receiving this message, the young master did not question it at all. He stood up and left, no longer wanting the fox.
Everyone was stunned when they saw the young master suddenly stand up and leave.
Is he angry and left?
Children are children, they cannot bear the psychological pressure.
Young Master Long gave it up on his own initiative, and the red agate fox naturally fell into Song Fei's hands.
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Young Master Long is called Long Gaogao, the Gaogao who wants to be kissed, hugged and held high. This name was chosen as if it were a joke.
Long Gaogao ran out of the venue in one breath, took out his cell phone, and called Brother Kun while walking towards the underground garage. The call didn't go through, and Long Gaogao thought Brother Kun was injured and passed out.
He was extremely anxious.
After getting in the car, Long Gaogao called Brother Kun again, and this time the call went through.
Brother Kun answered the phone and asked Long Gaogao in a loud voice, "Longlong, what are you doing? Your brother is singing in KTV, do you want to come?"
Long Gaogao: "..."
"Didn't you have a car accident?" Long Gaogao gritted his teeth, his expression uncertain.
Brother Kun was stunned. "Car accident?"
Brother Kun looked at his friends around him, hung up the phone, and made a WeChat video call to Long Gaogao. Long Gaogao answered the video and saw the lively Brother Kun, and immediately realized that he had been fooled!
Who could have controlled Brother Kun’s WeChat and sent him text messages at that time!
"Who knows your WeChat password?" Long Gaogao interrogated Brother Kun.
Brother Kun was completely bewildered, but he still answered obediently: "It's you."
Long Gaogao was so angry that he hung up the phone.
He threw his phone hard onto the empty seat next to him and cursed, "You fucking hacker! If I catch you, I'll throw you into the stinking ditch to feed the rats!"
In the meeting room, Song Fei suddenly sneezed.
Yan Jiang asked her: "Is the air conditioner temperature too low?"
Song Fei rubbed her nose and said very self-awarely: "No, someone is scolding me."
Yan Jiang thought Song Fei was joking.
Seeing Song Ci and Han Zhan standing behind them, Yan Jiang turned around and asked them: "Song Song, Mr. Han, are you going back now, or should we leave later?"
Song Ci asked Han Zhan: "Brother Han, shall we leave?"
Han Zhan looked at the time. It was 9:40. Pregnant women are always hungry. Han Zhan lowered his head and asked Song Ci, "Are you hungry? If so, let's go for a midnight snack."
When Song Ci heard about the midnight snack, he started to drool.
"I'm hungry!" Song Ci asked Yan Jiang, "Brother Jiang, is the barbecue restaurant we used to go to still open?"
"Yes, let's go together?" Yan Jiang was also a little hungry.
"That's fine."
The four of them walked out of the venue and crossed the corridor towards the elevator entrance.
When they were about to reach the elevator, they ran into Han Qingshen. It was quieter here, and Han Qingshen was leaning against the wall in the corridor answering the phone. Not far away, Song Ci heard Han Qingshen say, "Uncle Yan, are you here?"
Not knowing what the person on the other end said, Han Qingshen said, "I'll come down to find you now."
Han Qingshen hung up the phone and looked up to see Song Ci and the other four. Han Qingshen and Han Zhan knew each other, and they had also spoken to Yan Jiang at the film awards ceremony.
They were all acquaintances, so Han Qingshen asked them first, "Will you stay a little longer?"
Han Zhan said, "Song Ci is tired, so we'll leave first. Sister-in-law, do you need me to call Bei Zhan to pick you up?"
Han Qingshen scoffed lightly, his eyes cold as he looked at Han Zhan. "As a boss, you're really good at exploiting your subordinates. You come here to enjoy yourself, leaving Bei Zhan to work like a slave in the company!"
Han Qingshen feels sorry for Bei Zhan.
She really wanted to catch Bei Zhan back, make him a beautiful cage at home, and let him be her own canary.
But Beizhan doesn't want to be a canary, he just wants to be King Kong.
Song Ci thought Han Zhan would feel guilty, but Han Zhan was too thick-skinned. After hearing Han Qingshen's accusation, he actually made a serious suggestion to Han Qingshen. He said, "Sister-in-law, you can acquire Zeus International, let Bei Zhan be the CEO, and I will be the deputy manager."
"The boss has given orders, and Han Zhanding will not refuse, no matter how dangerous the situation!"
Han Qingshen: "..."
If she could acquire Zeus International, wouldn't she have done it long ago? But Zeus International was a tough nut to crack, and she couldn't chew it even if she wanted to.
Han Qingshen sneered and walked away with his long legs.
Song Fei, who had been listening to the conversation the entire time, looked up at Han Zhan with a half-smile and said, "My brother-in-law has a very poisonous mouth."
Han's brother-in-law dared to offend Han Qingshen, but did not dare to offend Song Fei, so he pretended to be deaf and dumb.
The four of them followed Han Qingshen into the elevator. In the elevator, Han Qingshen asked Song Ci, "What month were you born, Song Ci?"
Song Ci still respected Han Qingshen very much. After all, this woman was able to hold the position of President of Empire Entertainment, so she must be a powerful figure. Song Ci replied to Han Qingshen: "There are still more than three months left, it should be the end of winter."
"That's four years younger than our Xiaobao. I heard from Bei Zhan that they are a pair of daughters?"
"Well, after checking, they are indeed a pair of daughters."
"Congratulations."
As they were talking, the elevator reached the first floor. Han Qingshen turned around and asked Yan Jiang, "Is your car parked outside as well?"
"Yes, in Area B."
"Then let's go together."
The five people's cars were parked in the outdoor parking lot in Area B. They walked out from the left side of the restaurant. From a distance, Song Ci saw a man standing in front of a Bentley.
The man must be no longer young, with a few faint wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. But those wrinkles didn't make him look older; instead, they condensed a unique aura, like a mellow wine that becomes more fragrant with age.
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