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Chapter 93 That's natural, after all, it's my man

"So that's why you're a willing mistress?"

"Sister Bing Bing, you are afraid that you don't know that even in ancient times those who did the formalities, or the concubines that were rewarded by the higher peaks or even the emperor, as the main mother had the absolute power to send out the concubines, in other words, with a word from the main mother, she could decide whether the concubines would live or die. So, where exactly do you get your superiority complex from?" When Meng Qingqing saw that Foamy's face looked bad and even glared at the assistant beside her, she automatically 'understood' her guidance and thought that Foamy was dissatisfied with her own subordinate's attitude, so she continued to dislike her again.

She wasn't going to admit that it was actually because she'd just realized that disliking someone until they were speechless was a joy without words! (?ω?)

But ...

She had underestimated Ms. Lin Bingbing's heart capacity!

"Meng Qingqing!!!" Lin Bing Bing made her move!

And this time, she didn't use the regular routine to attack Meng Qingqing's hair, instead, she directly used her nails to grab towards Meng Qingqing's face, she didn't believe that after destroying her face, she would still be able to go rampant.

Besides, Dill only said that he wouldn't let her mess with Zhuang Mo Mo, he didn't say that he couldn't clean up Meng Qingqing no.

Meng Qingqing ah Meng Qingqing, if you want to blame, you can only blame your own bad fate, who asked you to be the person that Zhuang Mo Mo fancy.

Lin Bing Bing glared viciously at Meng Qing Qing, deliberately flipped her palm down and pointed the diamond on the ring at Meng's gently cheeks, the hardness rating of the diamond was 10, the hardness was the highest among the natural gemstones, and against a girl's delicate . Tender skin, that can be said to be a pinpoint.

Just.

She had a wonderful idea.

But luck is ...

Crunch--

After a crisp and strange sound suddenly rang out, Lin Bing Bing's entire body lurched, then directly changed direction and fell over towards Xu Liancheng.

Xu Liancheng: ????

Is this woman trying to get into a fight?

Not even the door!

Mr. Xu's cold face did not move a healthy step and moved half a meter directly to the side.

Plop--

Lin Bing Bing fell solidly to the ground and had a close kiss with Mother Earth.

The crowd was silent for a long time, and Foamy was surprised to find out that it was - Lin Bingbing's heel had broken.

This is probably, as the legend goes, what man does, God sees?

She shook her head and led the way around her pushing straight through the door of the booth.

Into the Eye.

In the center of the round table of the private room was a young man of about 26.7 years of age.

He sat and could not see the height, single look at the face counted on the clean-cut, the most attractive eye is his right eye below a tear mole, this mole is not a white wall flaws, but rather is the eye-catching pen, so that he was originally some ordinary face value was pulled up another level, slightly squinting his eyes, it is a few points of the beauty of the demonic.

Unfortunately - it's a bad head.

Foamy secretly made a mental judgment, after all, if he could back up a bucket like Jia Jinke, then he must also be a raccoon.

The same regret flickered under Xu Liancheng's eyes as he recognized him.

Dill, Bill's eldest disciple, whom Bill had once even introduced, was originally intended to be trained as Xu Bixi's think tank.

"What? Do I have flowers on my face?"

"Ms. Ouyang, the wife of former General Manager Xu, Miss Meng Qingqing, please take a seat."

At the same time that Foamy was sizing him up, Dill was also sizing them up, through the mask, he naturally couldn't recognize the little assistant in front of him as his boss's boss at a glance, he was just, also, stunned by Foamy's face value, too.

Other than that, the face value of their Boss, the former Mrs. Deception, was really counted as one in a hundred.

His name calling sounded oddly familiar.

But Foamy was also curious as to who he really was, so she directly opened her mouth and asked, "It seems like you know me, I wonder what kind of person you are from Xu Liancheng?"

"Why, I've never seen you before?"

Foamy is a person like that, he won't take the initiative to stir up trouble, but if you don't give me the courtesy, then you don't want to get respect from me either.

Sure enough, her words caused Dill's face to change instantly.

Especially the smile on his face, the corners of his mouth were obviously still raised, but the force of his eyes was leaping with the fire of cynicism.

"After all, it's been 2 years since you left here hasn't it? The world, every second, is evolving and changing."

"It's only natural that you don't know me."

"Just as, I didn't know that you would clash with Xiao Jia today, if I had known that it was you, how would I have made Xiao Jia give you some face."

"Xiao Jia, what are you waiting for, why don't you hurry up and make amends to our Xu's former wife?"

Obviously he is more than 20 years younger than Jia Jinke, but calling people is a mouthful of a small Jia, arrogant and dejected appearance makes people very dissatisfied, foam until now do not know who this person is, anyway, certainly not Mr. Xu's beloved, otherwise in accordance with Xu Liancheng's temper, would have gone up to burst his dog head.

After all, all of his beloved, all of them have a lot of power, and all of them are his brothers, are brothers, can do it, absolutely not move their mouths.

Jia Jinke's old face was bashfully parched by his words, but he still unwillingly took the cup and poured the wine.

When it came to picking out a wine, he had an extra eye on it, and crossed right over to the red wine that was close at hand, and turned the table and poured the white wine, which was of a very high degree.

"Former ma'am, if you please."

Foam didn't say anything and glanced at Xu Liancheng, who snorted and didn't answer.

"Our lady has a bad throat and can't drink, as for me, this wine of yours is too bad for me to drink." Xu Liancheng leaned crookedly on his chair, gangly and lazy.

"You ..."

Jaquinko wanted to roll his eyes, but his shoulders sank abruptly.

Dill yanked him back and pressed him into a chair, turning his head to Foamy.

"This assistant of Ms. Ouyang's, quite a personality."

"That's natural, after all, they're my people."

Foamy subconsciously replied back, and then felt a heat in her ears, no good, a certain narcissist is going to ramble again.

"Heh, you're direct, interesting."

Dill swirled his glass several times, his thin lips pursed.

Just then, Lin Bing Bing limped in and was furious when she saw Foamy and the others sitting there calmly.

Only before she could say anything, Dill frowned and gave her a warning look. So much so, that she just had to suppress her own anger for the moment, pick up her glass of wine and start drinking.

Then she realized that the crowd was looking at her strangely.

"Go get my card and change the lady's wine list for an A."

Dill said as he rushed in to the waiter who was serving the food.

The waiter nodded and immediately placed a wine list made of hot stamping paper on a red velvet tray held in both hands and carefully placed on the table.

Lin Bing Bing, "This is!"

She couldn't read the foreign language on the front of the wine list, but she could read the string of Arabic numerals on the back of the foreign language.

So expensive!!!

300,000 for a bottle of wine!

It turns out that besides Lafite, there really are such expensive wines in this world!

She swallowed hard and was about to sell it when she heard a string of words in an unknown language.

Xu Liancheng didn't even look at the wine list, so he directly ordered two bottles of the most expensive ones from the A. Grade menu.

Lin Bingbing: ?

JACKINCO:?

Dill:!!!

Half a million dollars for two bottles of wine!!!

This kid is fucking ...

Forget it, let Jaquinko pay, it's his game, he deserves to bleed, nothing wrong with that.

"This gentleman's spoken language is good, wouldn't it be too condescending to just be an assistant? Ms. Ouyang, you can't use people like this."

Dill, after smothering his heart with old blood, turned to stirring the pot again.

Xu Liancheng raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Then in front of him, he poured most of the wine that the waiter had just come up with directly to himself, and then gave the rest of the to to Meng Qingqing, leaving a little bit at the end before dropping it on the table, and with a push of his hand on the rotating table, he turned the wine in front of Dill, with a beautiful name: leave the fugen to him.

There is nothing inherently wrong with his statement, in many places it is preached that pouring wine to the last bit those are fugen.

But now ....

"You've got some real ... nerve."

"Ms. Ouyang, this is your subordinate? Can I understand that he is expressing his dissatisfaction towards me on your behalf?"

Dill gritted his gagged teeth so he didn't throw the glass and turned his head to glare at Foamy.

Foam spread her hands, her eyes rippling, and quickly typed a line on her own voice translator.

"How can I express myself to you when I don't even know you?"

"I ask myself that I am also considered to know something about Xu Liancheng's beloved, as if, there is no such person as you, right?"

Bang!

Dill slammed the table and stood up.

"Ouyang Mo! I'm giving you face no! Who gave you the courage to talk to me in such a tone!"

Dill is really pissed off.

He followed Bill for several years, except Bill is not satisfied with some of his practices will occasionally reprimand him two sentences, since the graduation, there has never been such a contempt for him, not to mention, the group's middle and lower level employees, which usually see him is not when he as a god of wealth like to provide (because Bill is now the deputy director, but also in charge of the financial sector, as his apprentice, that is also a small power.)

Xu Liancheng rolled his eyes, "You still need courage to bullshit with a nobody like you?"

"You ..."

"Me what me? Say, who's standing behind you, hurry up and give your name, or do you want to fight me? You? Forget it, you're as skinny as a malnourished turnip. Don't waste our lives, yours is worthless, but mine is."

"Foamy, this wine is so hard to drink, let's go, I'll treat you to something better."

Xu Liancheng finished disliking Dill and turned his head eagerly to talk to Foamy.

The entire Zichen he had half of the shares, what with the A. grade wine list, he, as the owner, drank from his own cellar.

Foamy knew he was telling the truth, and when she saw him say go, it occurred to her that he might have guessed who it was, but wanting to give face to the man in front of her, she nodded and stood up after him.

As for Meng Qingqing, that was even more from the beginning to the end of the soy sauce, although she had always been curious about what the 300,000 yuan of wine in front of her actually tasted like, but her backbone could not be lost! She still stood up.

"Chuang Mo Mo, what kind of attitude is that!"

Seeing her about to leave, Lin Bing Bing immediately stood up as well.

"Yes, Ouyang Mo, you're also too much for me. Do you really think that you are still Xu Liancheng's wife? You're nothing but a played out leftover, you ..."

Bang--

"Don't you dare hit me!

"You know my teacher si suima you!"

"AHHHH!!!" Dill hissed angrily as he covered his mouth with his missing incisor.

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