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"Well, yes, the rent has now risen to one million.

Yes, Mr. Zhao, would you decide?

Oh?

Do you want to talk to your son?

good. "

The manager nodded, handed the phone to Zhao Xiaojun, and said coldly: "Your dad wants to talk to you."

Zhao Xiaojun looked at the mobile phone that came across.

The smile on his face instantly froze.

Because of a mobile phone number shown above.

It's so familiar!

It really belongs to my dad! ?

Zhao Xiaojun is panicking now.

But his girlfriend didn't see it.

Instead, he looked at Manager Liu and Ye Xiu with a face of disbelief.

Jiao smiled and said: "You have the patience, you guys, are your acting routines so deep now?

Have you hired someone to act as someone else’s father?

It's funny enough.

Don't look at what broken cars you drive.

What kind of outfit should I wear? "

result.

Next to him, Zhao Xiaojun took the phone, put it in his ear, and faintly shouted, "Dad..."

Sister: "..."

The girl's face is not to mention wonderful.

However, Zhao Xiaojun's expression was even more exciting.

It is developing in the direction of colorful clouds, one weather for a while.

"Bastard!

If I don’t beat you for a day, you’ll get itchy, right?

Even the boss of Tomson Yipin dare to offend?

Did you have a genetic mutation when you were born?

Eyes are long on the ass?

Anyone dare to offend? "

"No, Dad, let me explain..."

"Go away, don't explain to Lao Tzu, my meeting will be over immediately.,

Let's go home and communicate, ha ha ha ha..."

Click.

The phone hung up.

Zhao Xiaojun cried instantly.

dad!

do not!

How can you hang up the phone?

Zhao Xiaojun clearly felt the strong smell of gunpowder from his father's words.

Going home today, I have to discount my legs.

No, my dad loves me so much, so he will definitely give me a chance.

Fight back!

Zhao Xiaojun quickly called back.

Click.

Hung up.

Call back...

Click.

Hung up again.

"dad!!"

Zhao Xiaojun knelt while holding the phone.

Don't look at him out there, he won't even count as a fart when he comes home.

His dad is the national martial arts champion!

Will I still see the sun tomorrow when I go back?

o(╥﹏╥)o……

"Brother, I was wrong, I really didn't know you were the manager of Tomson Yipin."

Zhao Xiaojun reacted quickly and got up immediately.

Nodding and bowing, he handed the mobile phone to Manager Liu, trying to squeeze a smile.

"Look, can you stop raising the rent, can you please help me with my dad..."

"Don't want to increase the rent? Want to plead?"

"Yeah." Zhao Xiaojun nodded repeatedly.

Manager Liu laughed and said, "Well, don't you hurry up and drive your broken car out of that position?"

broken car……

Zhao Xiaojun looked back at his Bugatti, am I a broken car?

"Okay, I'll drive right away."

But he couldn't allow him to hesitate.

Zhao Xiaojun quickly drove Bugatti out and gave way to the car.

Then he held out his hand respectfully and said, "Manager Liu, please stop your Mercedes."

Although this offended Manager Liu.

But as long as Manager Liu is willing to help him intercede.

That is a blessing or a curse, I don’t know yet.

Although the process is not very good, but the ending?

He knows Manager Liu.

Hey, the manager of Tomson Yipin.

Then go back and flatter yourself, isn't it?

Maybe you can cooperate on any project.

Wouldn't the money be easily credited to the account?

Beautiful.

Unexpectedly, Manager Liu will come to park today.

Um.

This Mercedes is so handsome.

It's more windy than my Bugatti.

"Manager Liu, please stop your Mercedes."

Zhao Xiaojun said again with a smile.

result.

Seeing Manager Liu turned around, he showed the same action as Zhao Xiaojun.

It was just facing Ye Xiu.

With a smile on his face, he bends down slightly, and stretches out his hand to signal: "Mr. Ye, please stop your tyrannical Mercedes."

(⊙_⊙)?

Zhao Xiaojun, people are confused again.