Vol 10 Chapter 1833: Wish you a Happy New Year

"Qin Luo"
The owner of this gold medal!
Taking a glance at the gold medal, Qin Luo's mouth raised a faint curve.
To be honest, it's really pretty...
"Jingle Bell……"
Just when Qin Luo was intoxicated with the beauty of the gold medal, a short cell phone ringing broke Qin Luo's thoughts.
Picking up the phone and looking at it, Qin Luo was really a little surprised. The caller ID turned out to be Bob Dylan's number.
Bob Dylan, why is he calling suddenly?
Is it possible that he is going to stage a second entry, congratulating himself again?
Emmmm, to be honest, Chairman Bob. You are really too kind.
Smoothly, Qin Luo pressed the answer button.
Without waiting for Bob Dylan to speak, Qin Luo has already taken the first step and said: "Sir Bob, I won't say more congratulations, I wish you a Happy New Year in advance!"
"Tongxitong..."
Wait, there is something wrong with the way I opened it.
Bob Dylan thought about it seriously, and found that he seemed to have heard something wrong.
"Qin Luo, what were you talking about just now?"
"Happy New Year." Qin Luo said innocently.
Bob Dylan:? ? ?
happy New Year?
What the is this?
Also, there is still some time before the Spring Festival, why is it a happy new year?
"Unhappy, unhappy!" Bob Dylan said hastily: "I can't be happy at all."
Qin Luo:? ? ?
What about Nimasa? Why is Qin Luo a little bit unable to understand?
Qin Luo thought about it seriously, he felt that there was nothing wrong with his words.
Happy New Year, this kind of unsatisfactory words, how come to Bob Dylan's place, it is not right?
Is it possible that Bob Dylan is sleepy?
Thinking about it, Qin Luo really thought it was possible.
After all, sleeping too long is really confusing!
Thinking of this, Qin Luo couldn't help but ask: "Master Bob, you are so sleepy."
Confused?
I'm stupefied with a hammer!
Wait, I'm not talking about this thing at all!
Bob Dylan is going crazy.
Qin Luo is such a smart person at ordinary times. How could he be stupid at this critical moment?
He was not talking about this at all.
The laughter on his face gradually faded, and Bob Dylan's face was full of dignity. He said in a very serious tone: "Qin Luo, something has happened, something has happened."
Big thing?
amount……
Looking at the bright gold medal on the table, I don't know why, Qin Luo even had an urge to laugh.
The gold medals are kicked into the pockets of this special lady, and there is still something big going on.
"Professor Bob, the gold medals are in the pockets of pants, what else can happen?" Qin Luo asked with a smile.
"What if someone wants you to hand over the gold medal you put in your trouser pocket? Is that a big deal?" Bob Dylan raised his mouth slightly and smiled brightly.
Grab the gold medal?
Qin Luo almost couldn't believe his ears.
Is this special thing that humans can do?
Is the other party's brain stupid?
Wait, Qin Luo's mind suddenly flashed a glimmer of light.
A name suddenly popped out of his mind.
Richard!
Yes, that's right, it's Richard!
If there is anyone in this world who hates himself deeply, then there is no doubt that this person is Richard!
He grabbed his medal, and he has every reason to let him hand it over!