Mr. Dior

CHAPTER 36: (9)

"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. "