Chapter 501: invite

Chapter 501 Invitation
"Let, let me participate in the competition on Sunday?"
Hong Guan has seen this gentleman once... the last time in Cheng Yiran’s ward. But that's it. For his sudden arrival, I still feel very surprised.
But even more surprised is what he just said.
Zhong Dingxiao smiled and said: "Is Mr. Hong unwilling?"
"I...but I..." Hong Guan shook his head. "No, how did it become me? Can I?"
"Although we don't know what your strength is, Mr. Hong, but this is also a proposal. Our company respects his proposal." Zhong Chenchen said so.
He clearly saw the excited eyes of Hong Guan... He understood the meaning of this kind of gaze. If the Hongguan is grateful, Zhongluo Dust will naturally be happy to do this for Cheng Yiran.
Is this also an investment?
"Well... but why didn't he tell me this thing personally this time?" Hong Guan still puzzled.
Zhong Ding suddenly suddenly smiled: "If Mr. Hong wants to know, it is better to feel on the stage tomorrow night, maybe you will understand."
"Yes... but this time is too urgent." Hong Guan still hesitated: "To tell the truth, I can't wait for this opportunity. But I know my own things, let me be at that level. Stage, I am afraid of breaking the reputation of your company..."
"You don't have to think about this." Zhong Luochen shook his head and said: "Our company still doesn't say how much it loses because of such a TV show... Of course, it's normal to let you participate so suddenly. Mr. Hong can also refuse, I am not reluctant."
"I... I don't mean this." Hong Guan shook his head. "Just, this time is too fast, I don't even have any preparations."
"On this aspect..." Cheng Yiran smiled.
Cheng Yun behind him came forward at this time, Lang said: "As long as Mr. Hong promised to go on stage, no matter what you need, we can cooperate with you... fully cooperate!"
"Let me... think about it." Hong Guan swallowed a mouthwash.
He still feels incredible.
And, go to that level of the stage... Really, can you?
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Outside the Shengshi Lotus Body Museum.
"Ah ha ha ha ha ha!!!!"
Ren Ziling is laughing at her belly... laughing at Ma Houde’s appearance.
What is the appearance? The horse SIR, which has been running out of the belly for many years, is just wearing a white old vest and a lot of stains on his face, like the workers in the construction site.
"Can you not laugh?" Faced with the ruthless ridicule of Ren Ziling, Ma SIR is naturally roaring.
"How did you make this look?"
Ma Houde... looks at the sky. Can it be said that because there is no way to defy the orders of the top, it is impossible to investigate in the gymnasium in a big way, and in order not to affect the progress of the project with great influence and the people of the workers here, it is disguised as Moving bricks...has the bricks that have been moved here for several days? ?
Seeing Ma Houde does not speak, Ren Ziling hammered the hammer and said: "Oh, I know! You are not able to defy the orders of the top, can not be investigated in the body hall in a big way, and in order not to affect this Behind the progress of the powerful engineering and the people of the people here, I was disguised as a brick-and-mortar, and have been moving bricks for several days here?"
"..." After the alpaca in the heart of Ma Houde trampled on for a while, he frowned and said: "How do you know that there is great energy behind this?"
Ren Ziling cocked his nose and said: "Hey! I want to know with a knee! I heard that there was a murder case here, but there was no report, but no police officers were nearby, and the project started again. Is there no cat behind me?

"Oh..." Ma Houde shook his head helplessly. The woman’s touch was still very accurate. "So, if you come to me, is there any news?"
Ren Ziling just converges and shakes her head. "Nothing at all. I just heard that there have been a few tramps that suddenly disappeared recently. I don't know if it has anything to do with the case where the tramp was split."

A few tramps have disappeared?
Ma Houde fixed his mind.
How do you even catch the tramp?

"Hey, your uncle, do you have such a speech?" Ren Ziling poked the shoulder of Ma SIR like a big man. "This group of tramps is the best thing in a city?"
Ma Houde stunned his eyebrows and shook his head. "No, it won't work. This place can't stay... not just a clue, but the foreman here is still a devil, 16 hours a day. It’s pressing! I have to go back, I have to go back!!

"Do you want me to send you?" Ren Ziling is kind and kind.
"how much is it……"
"I am the kind of person who just wants to collect money for you? I am such a person?" Ren Ziling frowned, and mourned more than the heart of death: "Old horse... You actually look at me like this?"

"So how much is it? Is it expensive for me to take the bus..."
"One hundred is not good." Ren Ziling snorted and said, and then looked at the back of this Ma Houde, curiously asked: "What is it sent?"
Ma Houde also turned and glanced at it, and he said casually: "The fireworks, the rich people used to burn money, it seems to be used for tomorrow night programs."
"Fireworks?" Ren Ziling, a sigh, said: "So much? If you can't get it, how can I do it? Have you notified the fire? Yesterday I heard that there are quite a lot of people, six or seventy thousand people?"
"The crow mouth!" Ma Houde knocked on the head of Zi Ling, "not driving yet!"
Ren Ziling then spit out his tongue, his fingers pulled down his eyelids and made a face.
The old driver drove the car, and the horse SIR was still relatively reassured. Only when he got on the bus, he was already tired and slept. Ren Ziling took a phone call and violated the traffic rules. He said: "Son ah~~ wait! Don't hang up!! Don't hang!!"
"Is there anything?" Luo Qiu's voice quietly sounded.
"Are you empty tomorrow night?" Ren Ziling asked casually.
"So, is there anything?" Luo Qiu still asked the same question.
"Is there a program for the Ming Dynasty Body Museum? I have a few more tickets on hand, or do you bring the best nights together?" Ren Ziling squinted: "I saw a lot of fireworks here. Come over! Don't look pity!"
"Just watching the show?" Luo Qiu asked with a dubious voice.
Ren Zi Ling smiled and said coldly: "I said kid, do you want to come to the night to give a wedding proposal? Fireworks underground proposal, very romantic! I told you, I went shopping with pears a few days ago. Let me... feed it??"
Toot - beep - beep - beep -!
"I rely!! And hang up my phone!!" Ren Ziling screamed at the phone and shouted: "You want to die if you want to die!! See how I clean you up tonight!! Don't want to sleep~!!! The old lady doesn't get angry, you don't know the majesty of my family hostess!! Hey...wow!!!!"
The female driver forgot the steering wheel at this time, only to find out when he suddenly slammed the car, and the car drifted away and turned.
It’s so dangerous and dangerous... almost hit it!
Ren Da, the deputy editor, took a picture of the chest and looked at Ma Houde subconsciously. I saw that the head of the horse SIR was stuck on the window, motionless, and turned his eyes...
"Old horse!! Old horse!! Don't scare me!! Old horse!!"
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"Master, what is Miss Ren?"
Luo Qiu, who just hanged up the phone, suddenly saw a good night... proposal?
Luo Qiu finally shook his head and said: "Nothing, Luo said a few words."
The maidservant smiled and Luo Qiu stood up and said: "I will go out and see what new growth the iron whistle has today. 'Prometheus'... The growth of this creature is really fast."
"The owner is slow."
(End of this chapter)