Chapter 1662: bey want to hit

  Chapter 1662 Bey wants to fight
Zhao Sanpang looked at the cubs with a "huh?" expression and waved his back palm: "Small things are right, we are all newcomers, there is a gap, it's normal, there is no gap in what to do this year, right! "
Right?
  Mao Maoxiong and Adolf were photographed and looked at each other, then nodded inexplicably.
  Feng Yi is drinking tea, her commercial atmosphere is quite strong.
  There are too many meetings, and I forgot to socialize today.
  Unfortunately, the manager of the H country team came over and heard Zhao Sanpang’s words. His expression was quite intriguing, and the corners of his mouth began to twitch.
   Newly arrived?
  They are also worthy to say?
  One who beat the seedlings of their youth academy to autism.
  Slapped them on their shoulders, making people think that he is a fat guy who doesn’t understand A, who knows he’s on the court, he can’t stop him at all!
  I haven’t seen each other for a few years, why are these people even more shameless!
  No, quality!
  He must pay attention to quality!
  Facial expressions also need to be managed!
  Never let Zhao Sanpang have another chance to compose news!
  However, Manager Han has forgotten a little, sometimes things go against his wishes.
  Our fat master has already seen him, and his eyes lit up all of a sudden!
   "Look, who is this! My brother!"
   Regardless of whether the other party is willing or not.
  Fatty's hospitality is a passionate bear hug!
  I don’t even think about whether the opponent can bear the weight of his life when he jumps over.
  H country manager was originally short and thin, but now he...he can't breathe normally, and he has to put a friendly smile on his face: "Fat god, I'm here to talk about the invitation to fight."
   Seeing this, Mao Maoxiong turned to look at other people.
  Adolf is touching his chin.
  Tenghui is coughing.
  Only their boss raised his eyes carelessly: "The fat man, deliberately."
  After a while, everyone looked over here.
   Adolf’s expression is already very obvious, as expected to be old K, green tea, dare to say anything.
  Mo Beiguan’s computer was very fast, and almost shut everything out when he noticed that the manager came.
   But I still have to remind him, standing up straight, his voice is very weak: "Fat master doesn't like people saying that he is fat."
  Mao Mao Xiong:...No, is this the point? You indirectly admitted that Fat Master did it on purpose!
  Zhao Sanpang was indeed deliberate, otherwise their deployment would have been watched by this slippery head, and what else would they do?
  Han Junxi is not stupid either, Zhao Sanpang kept pressing his eyes like this to prevent him from stretching his head. They must have been discussing tactics just now.
  He felt strange, why suddenly Zhao Sanpang wanted to invite him to fight.
  Moreover, the conditions of the invitation to the battle made them unable to refuse at all.
  "I heard Ye Bing say that bey can play 10 games 1v1 with our players." Han Junxi smiled and straightened his tie.
  The other people who were still playing around, frowned and looked over.
   "Ten games 1V1?" Mao Maoxiong's eyes widened: "Fight with Ye Bing and the others? Brother, do you know this?"
  Feng Nai is also looking at her, seeming to be waiting for an answer.
  Mo Bei came over, his voice was very weak: "I know, I proposed this matter."
   "That would be great." Han Junxi accidentally told the truth: "I thought that Zhao Sanpang wanted to do me tricks again, just bey you suggested."
  This is undoubtedly good news for them.
  There are so many teams and so many players, only bey can make everyone jealous.
  Bey can accompany them to play a few games before the start of the game, and their overall strength will rise for several stages. Maybe, they can still feel bey’s weakness...
  (End of this chapter)