Chapter 267 SMS Bomber (しょうじょじだい9 more

The look inside and outside the window makes people feel that a century has passed.

"Ciri is here." Wang Luo retracted his gaze and chuckled.

"I didn't call him." Choi Shi-eun sighed.

"Well, that's not what I called." Wang Luo leaned on the back of his chair, the expression on his face was a little comfortable, he looked at this luxurious restaurant, and smiled, "I don't know if I will have the opportunity to come to this kind of place in the future." ”

Cui Shien was slightly stunned, as if he thought of something and looked at Wang Luo in surprise.

"I'm resigning." Wang Luo folded the scarf and put it on the table and said softly.

"I don't agree." Cui Shien snorted coldly.

"You're right, here, I haven't adapted to Seoul yet." Wang Luo smiled, and his voice was indifferent, "After the Girls' Generation concert is over, I will leave the company." ”

"I'm a little tired, I'll talk about it tomorrow." Cui Shien stood up, but Wang Luo held his shoulder, and his eyes flickered at Wang Luo's deep eyes.

"You're right, Hui Han is gone, and the current Wei Han is yours." Wang Luo's smile was very detached, and Cui Shien was shocked when he saw it.

"Wei Han gives it to you." Cui Shien looked at Wang Luo and said in a deep voice, his tone was anxious and he looked a little flustered.

"Huh." Wang Luo's smile became brighter and brighter, he stood up straight and bowed deeply to Cui Shien, "Thank you for remembering me, goodbye." ”

"Wang Luo, what do you want!" Cui Shien's voice trembled slightly.

"Me? I have to find a girl to hug now, because I will soon lose the cool identity of the representative of Weihan Company, and become an ordinary person, and I will not do whatever I want, I am afraid that I will regret it. Wang Luo straightened up and smiled, then bowed again, "You take care of yourself, the steak is delicious." ”

After speaking, Cui Shien, who was full of annoyance, walked towards the door without looking back.

"Team King." The helped Wang Luo open the glass door and bowed to say hello.

"Well, where's the car?" Wang Luo smiled and stretched out his hand to the. I didn't look at Cui Xirui, who kept his body expression stiff and motionless all the time.

"Here, the car is parked in the underground garage C." The handed over a new key.

"Thank you." Wang Luo smiled and patted the shoulder of the, took two steps forward, and suddenly turned back to Cui Xirui and smiled, "Zhao Yancheng's matter." Thank you, I will return the favor to you if you have the opportunity. ”

Cui Xirui's face suddenly turned pale, and he opened his mouth to look at Wang Luo in shock, but he couldn't say a word.

Wang Luo tilted his head and looked at him. chuckled, walked up to him and helped him tidy up the crooked tie, his movements were intimate, his eyes were kind and his tone was gentle, "In the future, you must pay attention to your appearance, I told you before, you are the face of the company, you can't be sloppy." ”

"Brother." Trixiri exclaimed in a trembling voice.

Wang Luo smiled, did not respond, and walked towards the elevator that happened to open without looking back.

"Are you scared?" Cui Shien's voice without the slightest warmth woke up the depressed Cui Xirui.

"Huh?" Cui Xirui's face was blank like a child. looked at Cui Shien in a daze.

"I knew you were so afraid of him, I should have agreed to his request." Cui Shien sighed and looked at Cui Xirui, his eyes were a little disappointed.

"He, he's here to ask for Wei Han, isn't he?" Cui Xirui shouted.

"He wanted it, but I didn't give it." Cui Shien rubbed his temples, which were a little swollen.

"President." Cui Xirui didn't know what to say, and his face was ugly.

"Then I wanted to give it, but he didn't want it." Cui Shien's voice was cold, with a hint of determination.

Cui Shien's voice, who spoke again, suddenly became confused.

"He's going to get out of the company. Detached from you and me, he seems to be angry. ”

"He said thank you to me." Cui Xirui stroked his bow tie and looked a little distracted.

"He said goodbye to me." Cui Shien frowned, his expression a little sad, "And." He seemed to sense something. ”

"Did he mention the 'ledger'?" Cui Xirui looked up at Cui Shien as if he had thought of something.

"What do you think?" Cui Shien glanced at Cui Xirui coldly, and patted the shoulder of the, "Chi Cheng, go downstairs and wait for us." ”

"Okay president." The's back, which was already wet with sweat, trotted into the elevator as if he had been pardoned.

"He said there was something wrong with his memory." Cui Shien frowned and looked at Cui Xirui coldly, "Between January 24 and 25, 2011, you sent someone to intercept him?" ”

"How is that possible!" Cui Xirui's face changed drastically. Lost his voice and exclaimed.

"Since you did it, why don't you just kill him?" Cui Shien looked at Cui Xirui's shocked appearance, and frowned with some chagrin, "Do you also think that he has an 'account book' in his hand?" ”

"I, I really don't know, the year before last, I was still in the Middle East." Cui Xirui's face was a little pale and explained.

"You don't need to explain, I just ask you if you want the 'ledger' in his hand." Cui Shien asked in a deep voice.

"I, I just think we would be more efficient if we had that thing." Cui Xirui lowered his head and said a little hurriedly.

"It turns out that I was wrong, it wasn't him who didn't adapt, but you." Cui Shien had a bitter smile on his face, sighed and shook his head and walked towards the elevator.

"President, I really didn't send anyone to intercept him." Cui Xirui followed Cui Shien's footsteps and explained anxiously.

"I don't care about this, starting from April 22nd, you will be a full agent of Weihan Company, and you will prepare well." Cui Shien stopped Cui Xirui's next words and said in a deep voice.

"Why that day?" Cui Xirui asked with a wink as if he was alive, his face overflowing with joy.

"Because on that day, he will leave Wei Han completely." Cui Shien looked at Cui Xirui, who could still see a hint of joy despite his patience, and sighed softly, "What do you think?" Did you get a qiē? ”

Cui Xirui was slightly stunned, and looked at Cui Shien in some surprise, not quite understanding what he meant.

A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of Cui Shien's mouth, and he looked at the rolling elevator numbers, sneering in his heart.

What you want is what he doesn't want, what's there to be happy about? But to lose him is to lose a qiē, stupid boy, you will never be able to catch up with him......

The elevator stopped in the underground parking lot, Wang Luo walked out, found the location of the chicken in Area C, pressed the lock, and a clear alarm sounded, Wang Luo looked at this pure black luxury Mercedes-Benz, was slightly stunned, pulled the car door and sat in.

The seat is very comfortable, the smell in the car is also very good, the protective film around the dashboard has not been uncovered, it should be a new car, Wang Luo did not rush to start the car, and adjusted the position of the seat, lying down in a daze.

Quiet as a dead man.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Luo blinked his sour eyes, chuckled, and was about to start the car, but when he put his hand on the navigation, he stopped, because he didn't really want to go home now.

After thinking about it, Wang Luo took out his mobile phone, ready to go online to check what better scenery there was around, and turned on the mobile phone that had been silent for a day, Wang Luo was frightened by the unread text messages that filled the screen.

To his surprise, Choi so-young only had three pieces of information.

I woke up. ''Still busy?'' ''Yikes! I'm angry'

Wang Luo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, put his fingers on the reply button for a long time, and finally opened the other information.

There are two of Zheng Xiuyan's, and the remaining about sixty or so are all of one person, which makes Wang Luo a little embarrassed.

It's a text message bomber.

PS: Thank you Zi Gangxuan for the reward and monthly pass~Momoda~

Thanks to the monthly pass of the little teapot of the crazy shopkeeper.

Five more! (To be continued.) )