Cannon fodder stepmother is popular all over the world [Wear Books] (MTL)

Chapter 37

Chapter 37 Feng Yan: I am not a black fan. ...

    The rest of the people burst into laughter, and the atmosphere that was a little awkward because they were unfamiliar with each other suddenly became relaxed and harmonious.

    King's resentful eyes swept across the smiling faces, and finally he gritted his teeth at Nanbowan: "You answer well, or I'll sell you off!"

    Nanbowan was aggrieved, a chubby face wrinkled into a bun, He whispered, "You don't know me at all..." Xiaoguo was

    full of laughter.

    "The third question, what is the profession of a fan?"

    Mengmeng and Little Sun, who had talked about this topic before, looked relaxed. Nie Yuquan chose to guess one based on He Qing's dressing temperament. King and Nanbowan winked at each other desperately. Attempt to create a little tacit understanding.

    Although Hua Shiman had never talked to Feng Yan, he was confident when he wrote.

    "Please show the topic board."

    Hua Shiman: President Ba!

    Feng Yan: CEO

    "Hey, wrong answer, it's not the same!" King, who was ridiculed in the last round, felt that he had regained his place, and smugly swayed the question board.

    The doctor he wrote is the same as Nanbowan's answer.

    Everyone was surprised. Nanbowan had a chubby face that looked white and tender. He looked in his early twenties and didn't look like a doctor at all.

    "It's very surprising, right? I smelled the smell of disinfectant and medicine on Nanbo Bay with my strength." King shivered his legs.

    Nanbowan smiled shyly: "I'm a Chinese medicine doctor."

    Hua Shiman looked at Director Wang pitifully: "It's not much different from the boss and the CEO, so I'm right."

    Director Wang carefully checked the definition: " The two have different responsibilities, the president is bigger than the CEO, and the strong teams

    don't score." Hua Shiman: "Hey..."

    "Now the president of our company is my grandfather," Feng Yan explained in a low voice why he was not the boss, comforting Hua Shiman: "It doesn't matter, it's just one point, you can get it back later."

    "Quick, before the next question, tell me your basic information." Hua Shiman had a flash of inspiration, seized the opportunity to start betting on the question, and put his ear in front of Feng Yan.

    The plump earlobes were as white as jade, Feng Yan's eyes flashed, and he sat more upright: "The local household registration, Taurus, gold-type ability person, has five properties under his name, about ten cars, height 188, weight 70 Kilograms, measurements..."

    "Stop!" Hua Shiman called to stop in time, scratching his cheeks, how could Feng Yan say these things like a blind date?

    "It's too private, needless to say, Director Wang should not have such a limit, tell me what you like."

    Seeing this, the others also took the time to get to know each other.

    Director Wang didn't stop him, he showed a mysterious smile: "The fourth question, please answer what idols are most afraid of."

    Everyone who was betting on the question: "..."

    Fall! Wang Dao, why don't you play cards according to the routine!