The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities (2)

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"any request?"

"You and a few others are not allowed to play with Yunci!" Xie Wanmeng said hard.

Zhou Yan was stunned, scratching his head with a hesitant look: "Even if I chase you, I still have the right to make friends? Also, I don't play with Yunci anymore, and I am not qualified to ask them not to play with Yunci. what."

"You..." Xie Wanmeng's face flushed red, and she became angry from embarrassment.

Suddenly, the shoulders were pressed.

Turning his head to look, a tall man walked up to her.

"Brother? How are you..."

"I came to pick you up from school. I have been looking for you for a long time." Xie Zheng glanced at Zhou Yan and said with a deep expression: "Are you still pestering my sister?"

Zhou Yan was rightly confident: "I like Xiao Meng, I am chasing her, is there any problem?"

Hearing this, Xie Zheng suddenly sneered: "Chasing her? Just you? How are you worthy of my sister? Toad don't want to eat swan meat!"

Zhou Yan said angrily: "Our Zhou family is also well-known in the business world, why don't we deserve it?!"

"You kind of talk back!" Xie Zheng looked at Zhou Yan with contemptuous eyes: "I heard that you like to play "W2", and you still want to enter the Emperor Lin Club?"

"So what?"

Xie Zheng laughed, and the disdainful laughter echoed in the corridor, which was very ear-piercing.

He contemptuously said: "Give up as soon as possible, you won't be able to enter Dilin's for the rest of your life, Xiao Caiji!"

Zhou Yan clenched his fists in anger, straightened his waist, and looked firm: "How do you know that I can't enter? I tell you, I will not only enter Dilin, but also become a professional player, and one day I will beat you!"

Xie Zheng only found it ridiculous: "Okay, I will accompany you now, dare you?"

Zhou Yan agreed without even thinking about it: "What can't you dare?!"

"Okay, I'll give you a few days to prepare. Don't admit it when that happens!" Xie Zheng put down his harsh words and dragged Xie Wanmeng away.

On the other side, Jun's study.

Jun Siche was sitting in a chair, leaning back, with a lazy posture, sorting out the information, and suddenly found a document.

Open it, and you can see five big characters.

Special effect medicine project.

Jun Si squinted his long and narrow eyes, scanned the contents of the document, and curled his thin lips, showing some interest.

Bo Zou came in to deliver the fruit, Jun Sicher threw the document in front of him: "Is this project still going on?"

Bo Zou paled with fright: "This...we have already withdrawn from this project."