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Chapter 259 Byron Returns to Dallas
To use Lan Shengli's words to evaluate Wei Dawei, it is: well-developed limbs and simple mind.

And Dawei is often "confused".

Although maybe Dawei didn't intend to do that on purpose, but often "relaxation of the mind" will always make Dawei create some troubles.

Like what happened with Mobley before, if Dawei can be more vigilant, maybe Lan Shengli's "complaint incident" can be avoided.

And when I was chatting with Lan Shengli's parents before, the phrase "career restart stage" almost fell short.

However, Dawei has also grown up through the lessons again and again, and his IQ and thinking agility have also increased.

In order to "guard" Lan Shengli's parents, Dawei brought them to the fitness club.

Dawei saw that Lan Shengli's mother wanted to call, so he guessed that he would call Xiaojing, so he immediately called Xiaojing in advance.

"Hi~ Xiaojing,,,"

Dawei quickly dialed the phone in advance.

"Dawei, what's the matter~?!"

Xiao Jing said in a cold tone.

"Oh, Xiao Jing, well, there is something I really want to tell you. It is a very important matter~!! Let me make a long story short. Lan Shengli's parents came to the United States and are now in Los Angeles. If Lan Shengli's mother Call you, don’t answer it, once you answer it, everything will be exposed, I know you don’t want to help Lan Shengli, but this is you helping yourself, Xiao Jing, you really can’t talk to Lan Shengli Victory mother called,,, "

Dawei spoke concisely in a hasty tone.

"Why do you have to let me bear the trouble you caused~?! Why do I have to go through this muddy water with you~?! Do you guys still have any sense of responsibility~?!"

Xiaojing responded with a tough attitude.

"Xiao Jing, even for the sake of past affection, I beg you, I, Dawei, really rarely ask for help~!!"

Dawei begged.

Everyone said that they would not bow down for five buckets of rice, Dawei was really embarrassed.

"Hi, the number you dialed is busy, please try again later,,,"

Lan Shengli's mother called again, but the line was still busy.

"This Xiaojing, who are you talking to~?! It's been so long,,,"

Lan Shengli's mother was puzzled.

"Xiao Jing, I beg you one last time~!!"

Dawei continued to beg.

It can be seen that in order to help his brother, Dawei doesn't have to lose face.

"Dawei, I hope you don't become a person without credit like Lan Shengli,"

Xiaojing responded, as if agreeing to Dawei's request.

Xiaojing then hung up the phone, flipped through the address book, and found Lan Shengli's mother's phone number.

Xiao Jing looked at the phone number and hesitated for a moment, but soon put Lan Shengli's mother's phone number into the blacklist.

"Hey, I hope Xiaojing can help again..."

Dawei sighed.

"What's going on~?! The line is always busy~?!"

Lan Shengli's mother looked at the phone angrily, said, put it in her pocket, and didn't try anymore.

Lan Shengli was once again dodged.

Perhaps because of Dawei's face, or because her heart softened, Xiaojing chose to "help again".

"Finally get out of class is over, hurry to the fitness club, I hope there will be no accidents on Dawei's side,"

Here, Lan Shengli ran out of the classroom after class, and rushed to his car, sighing.

"Wait, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh~"

Just as Lan Shengli was about to drive away, Byron suddenly called.

"Huh~?! Byron~?! What is this kid doing~?!"

Lan Shengli looked at the phone and became puzzled.

"Hey, what's the matter~?! I'm busy now~?!"

Lan Shengli didn't care about that, just picked up the phone and drove away.

Although it was dangerous to do so, Lan Shengli didn't care about that anymore.

"How are you doing lately~?!"

Byron asked in a leisurely tone.

"I've been very busy recently, I'll tell you when I'm free, I'll hang up first,"

Lan Shengli saw that Byron was just greeting when he had nothing to do, so he immediately hung up the phone.

"This guy,,, has left the Clippers, and is still so busy~?!"

Byron put down his phone and became puzzled.

"Director~, it's time for the conference call~!"

A black woman walked into Byron's office, talking.

"Oh, well, that's over,"

Byron agreed, straightened his suit, got up and left.

With a slightly smaller office than the fitness club, a title of "supervisor", suits and leather shoes, and a heroic spirit, it seems that Byron, who has returned to Dallas, is living a very nourishing life.

Speaking of Byron's return to Dallas, it starts with the day he left Los Angeles nearly a month ago.

"I didn't expect to be back in Dallas so soon,"

Sitting on the flight to Dallas, Byron sighed.

"In less than half a year, from Berkeley to Los Angeles, and now going to Dallas, 2007 is bound to be an extraordinary year~!!"

Looking at the misty scenery outside the window, Byron sighed.

After a half-day flight, Byron arrived in Dallas.

"Hey~!! Byron~!! Here~!!"

The handsome manager, who had been waiting in the terminal for a long time, saw Byron coming out, waving and shouting.

"Hey!!"

Byron also showed his signature innocent white smile and waved his hands.

After the two left the airport, they first went to the restaurant.

After all, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Byron still ordered his favorite bacon hot dogs and hot cocoa.

"Go to my house for a night, tomorrow I will take you to see the house,,,"

The handsome uncle manager said.

"No no, manager, I have caused you too much trouble. I can do the rest by myself. I will just find a hotel to stay in any hotel today. I will visit the door in person another day. Today is indeed too much trouble." late,,"

Byron replied.

"That's fine too,"

"By the way, you refused to say why you didn't want to go back to the fitness club on the phone before, so you can do it now~!"

The handsome uncle manager continued to ask.

"Maybe I like new challenges, just like I told you before, I want to challenge the physical sales industry,"

Byron continued to explain.

"Okay, of course I will respect your choice,"

The handsome uncle manager nodded and said.

After dinner, Byron found a hotel nearby.

"Goodbye, manager~!!"

"Goodbye, rest early, I will pick you up tomorrow~!"

The two said goodbye at the door of the hotel.

Byron returned to the room, opened the window, and looked at the night scene of Dallas that was not as brightly lit as Lan Shengli.

"I may know why I have such a soft spot for Dallas. It feels more like Berkeley to me here, which makes me feel like I'm going home,"

Byron looked at the starry sky again and sighed.

(End of this chapter)