Chapter 1117: One thousand one hundred and twenty eight

Chapter 1117: One Thousand One Hundred and Twelve
Facing such a warm invitation.
Even with facial paralysis, there was a momentary blank expression.
"It's still a bit shameful, do you know king? The one who played the game is particularly handsome. We are the two male lead actors, and he is also one of the male lead." Master Xiao Jin said his story of the script, it can be said It's gushing.
One of the main characters? Mo Bei was not shocked, but he was asking, did he know this?
Instead, the eagle that had been listening to the side sprayed and kept coughing.
Mo Bei glanced at him.
Feiying gestured to her with his eyes. Don't forget your name as soon as you hear Master Feng's name.
Mo Bei retracted his gaze and lost only four words to Master Jin Xiao: "Not interested."
Master Jin Xiaoya is indomitable: "You think again. Our Jin family is not short of money. If we have resources and resources, I can definitely support you, I ..."
"Cousin." The tattooed man next to him dragged Master Jin, reminding him behind him, "You came to cheer me on."
Master Jin remembered for a moment where he was, and suddenly changed his face, facing Mo Beidao: "As for my brother, how are you going to be private? This is the first time someone in our shop dares to come and hit the scene. If you promise to come and film me, it will be written off. "
Mo Bei heard that his eyes seemed to see something, and he suddenly smiled.
I don't know if it's because of the blond hair half tied up, or because of the corner of the mouth that suddenly snapped up.
It always gives people a bad arrogance.
She tilted her hand and motioned the secretary to give her the wallet.
The secretary wanted to please the prodigal, and of course passed it on immediately.
When Mo Bei opened, all the banknotes were spilled on the table, his face was expensive and arrogant: "Enough?"
The main dance girl next to her has been exploded by this action A.
When the teenager turned her hand, she stopped her waist, and her nose didn't have alcohol, which was a good smell.
The screams were stronger than before.
The lead dancer's rare blush has turned red, you know that she is usually known for her sexy.
The tattooed male face was a little green, and he wanted to do it again, but he was afraid he couldn't beat the little white face.
The most important thing is that the eyes of the main dancer Miss are saying, you dare to touch him again and try.
Not to mention that the only cousin who can uphold justice is bowing his head and wondering what he is writing.
The tattooed man no longer wanted to say anything.
The secretary saw the prodigal rise and immediately followed.
Of course, there are flying eagles and listening to the wind.
In fact, the two did not understand, even if the bey acting, why really took people out of the nightclub.
What is this to do?
Soon they understood.
Because after waiting in the hotel.
Mo Bei raised his collar and said to the Bluetooth headset: "Someone was filming me in the club just now."
"Somebody? Who?" Any wind blowing the grass at this time will affect this action, so after hearing the news, a baby face became serious.
Mo Bei turned on the tap: "Not like people in China."
"So what do you do tonight? Would you be suspicious when you come out?" Listening to the wind whistle: "I'm afraid that young lady will be disappointed."
Mobei stood straight: "Find something and let the secretary arrange me out now."
"Then they can only stimulate them with profits." Hearing the wind and looking at the flying eagle.
The eagle immediately switched accounts and sent a message.
After receiving it, the secretary really thought that there was anxiety, after reporting the above.
Only one response was received: "Let him pass immediately."
The secretary thought that the prodigal's stay in the country would only ruin his money.
Just thrown like that, there are three or four thousand less.
He should really be sent out immediately.
Without a second delay, the secretary hung up and walked towards the hotel suite.
On the other side, the main dance sister is still waiting for the teenager to come out of the bathroom, with anticipation on her face.
Mo Bei did indeed come out, and he was full of water vapor, and his eyes were deeper.
The main dance lady just wanted to walk over.
The doorbell rang.
Who the is this time, bother them.
Mo Bei was not surprised, especially after seeing the secretary standing outside the door, leaning on the door frame with a long figure, copying his trousers pocket with both hands: "Is something wrong?"
"The chairman just knew about the nightclub." The secretary general sighed. "He hasn't slept so far. Let me arrange you right away to get familiar with the environment over there."
Mo Bei turned sideways: "What will she do?"
The secretary approached: "Master, now is not the time to be a girl. The chairman has finally let the people in the company accept you. You have to make some grades."
Mo Bei looked at him, his tattooed face was a bit arrogant.
The secretary just wanted to persuade.
"Wait a minute." Mo Bei's voice was light, and she turned and walked to Miss Zhu Wu, leaned slightly, and whispered, "Wait for me to come back for an appointment."
So I picked up the thin white coat that was thrown there and put it on my body.
The main dancer Miss's heart was blown up by Su.
The secretary was also relieved.
He was really worried that the prodigal had nothing to do with, and he fell into the gentle village.
It still seems important.
As everyone knows, in Mo Bei's ear, the sound of listening to the wind sounds: "How is it? Get it done."
Mo Bei fixed her collar.
Hearing the wind laughed: "It was earlier than expected, bey, sometimes you are really suitable to be a prodigal."
I think Master Xiao also thinks so.
Tattoo men will not pick up money, but he is different.
Our Master Xiao Jin was still sitting and counting. The more I thought about it, the more I felt that the handsome guy's actions were too appetizing for him. After thinking about it, he sent a message: "Neige, Niege, do you remember me before Did you tell the play? "
At this time, Feng Nai had left the base and returned to the airport. There was something in the company that required him to handle overseas.
The plane was about to take off and received such a message.
Feng Nai was not interested in returning, simply pressing off.
Stupid gold: "Neige, I know you haven't slept yet. You listen to me, I found someone who is very special with you."
Feng Nai's eyebrows were about to be black.
Stupid gold: "Speaking of it, he feels a bit like Nan brother, but his temperament is a bit different."
Feng Nai stopped suddenly, and even the surrounding air became somewhat quiet.
Master Jin Xiaoyu regretted it after speaking.
After all, for the past six months or so, how his Neige came here, he knows best.
In the beginning, I would drink at the nightclub until I was sober.
The next day, I can go to the company or participate in training.
The whole person's face was pale, but his eyes were cold.
Few people question his management ability anymore.
Even Grandpa Feng has gradually recognized that he can handle the company's affairs while playing games.
But behind these bright, is his loneliness ...
(End of this chapter)