PS: Add more rewards for Xiaoyue Xiaobai, if there is another reward later, I will add two more chapters tonight.

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Sitting on the plane to South Korea, Weng Tingjun closed his eyes and pondered, and Luo Yuhao next to him did not dare to disturb.

Although Weng Tingjun's face was silent, his heart was very uncalm.

This matter is very strange, so strange that Weng Tingjun has to be suspicious.

Tiara is also a Korean artist, and judging from Cheng Dù, who is valued by the Flying Tigers, it is impossible for Kim Chongguang not to know what the consequences of doing this will be.

Just because it's good #lust? To take such a big risk?

Three days ago, he had a brief confrontation with Jin Chongguang, and Weng Tingjun knew that he was a ruthless person, and his stomach was still churning a little.

What makes Weng Tingjun even more suspicious is that although he is a sling, he still has the behavior of the rich second generation in his bones, and the rich second generation values face the most, and he has to take care of face when he plays with women.

Jin Chongguang is also a *** generation, right? What women can't play in Hong Kong, they have to play with women in the fire pit?

Obviously, there is a mastermind behind this matter.

Weng Tingjun opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Luo Yuhao, who was swollen, "If you fight with your colleagues, will you let foreigners help you solve it?" ”

Luo Yuhao said without thinking: "How come? After all, it's a nest fight, isn't it a joke to involve foreigners? ”

Oh, yes.

Even Luo Yuhao knew something, how could the Eight-Nation Alliance not know?

Thinking about it from another perspective, Weng Tingjun feels that if Tiara is to be destroyed, it will not be in this form, and he can completely direct and act in South Korea, so isn't the pressure of public opinion greater? Why bother? Instead, it makes foreigners laugh.

Or this trip to Tiara's Hong Kong capital, spending some money to get some public opinion pressure, so that the organizer refused Tiara's debut, so that other girl group fans boycotted. It would definitely cut off Tiara's back, but they didn't. Judging from Weng Tingjun, a traverser, he can't guarantee whether Tiara can be reborn. Not to mention outsiders?

Therefore, the group of people in South Korea can be completely ruled out, because in their eyes, Tiara is indeed confused, and there is no possibility of returning to heaven, let alone the need to make a move.

It's a bit unwilling, but it's true.

So who will it be?

Zhao Yanlun?

More unlikely.

Judging from Zhao Yanlun's ruthless and frenzied methods, he can use more extreme means, such as the collapse of the concert, such as Bo sulfur # acid, etc., why do you have to go to great lengths to deliberately go around in a big circle?

Who, exactly, is that?

Weng Tingjun suddenly felt very ridiculous in his heart, the unknown opponent was the most terrifying.

"Big brother, did you think of something?"

Weng Tingjun hesitated, looked around, and after finding that no one cared about this, he lowered his voice and said, "There is time to spend some money to send the people inside to the ......"

As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and compared it to the top.

Luo Yuhao understood.

"It's better to dig up some information."

"I see, big brother."

In any case, this trip to the port capital was completed without danger.

"Is there any reaction from the South Korean side to this press conference?"

"No, now the whole country is busy promoting Jiang #Nan Style, and the few companies that have reacted are disdainful." Speaking of this, Luo Yuhao was angry, why did others say that we were stalls? Wait for the day to be re-shelved, Lao Tzu will blind your dog's eyes,, you wait.

"That's good! How is the renovation of the new dormitory? ”

Disdain is the best, and one day the crown will shine again, and the edge will be revealed.

"If you have money, it's going to be fast, and in a few days they'll be able to move in."

Weng Tingjun frowned.

"Big brother, I didn't mean to delay, but after the renovation, I have to wait for the volatilization of formaldehyde."

"Oh."

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Driving the beloved blue Camaro, the all-sapphire waited patiently outside the airport.

In the three days since she returned to China, she has appeased all her sisters' feelings very well, but the only thing that surprised her was Park Ji-yeon.

I thought that the most troublesome thing was her, but I didn't expect the little dinosaur to not only be okay but volunteered to help her appease others, among which Enjing had the deepest influence, don't look at her as righteous and handsome, but she is gentler than anyone else in her bones.

"What shall I do when I see my husband later?"

"Do you apologize or thank you? I'm so stupid, I'm always cranky, how can I protect my sister like this, how can I take on the duties of the captain? ”

"Quanbaolan, don't always take yourself too seriously, the earth will still turn without anyone."

"But will the gentleman really let me jump off the building?"

"Shall I jump off the building?"

"Hmm...... PABO！ Quan Baolan's face was blushing, his eyes were wide open, "Could those two gunshots be Mr. ......?"

"Sir definitely needs someone to take care of him, or I ...... it"

Quan Baolan pinched his face in the rearview mirror, "I hate it!" Dislike! Dislike! ”

After saying three annoying words in a row, Quan Baolan reined in his chaotic thoughts, and turned his eyes to the car window and patiently waited for Mr. to arrive.

"To be honest, Mr. is really handsome, his 88-year-old, my 86-year-old, 2 years older is also quite suitable."

"Didn't he tell me to call him Oba? How could he be like this. It's annoying! ”

Tuk-tuk.

The cranky Quan Baolan was startled by the sudden knock on the window, and looked at the face outside the car window with a burdened face.

opened the door lock, and without waiting for her to get out of the car to greet her, Weng Tingjun got into the car directly, and Luo Yuhao's old boy stopped the car and left in his heart.

"Sir, you're still alive."

Weng Tingjun: "O__O"

"No, that's not what I meant." Quan Baolan was shy and anxious.

"How can I be willing to die if I didn't sell you." Weng Tingjun hurriedly stopped Quan Baolan, God knows what strange words will come out of the mouth of this woman. And he remembered very well that before he entered the box, Quan Baolan's eyes were so desperate, I'm afraid this woman was not less cranky, right?

"I'm sorry!"

"Let's go, send me back to Myeongdong." Weng Tingjun waved his hand, he was most unaccustomed to such a hypocritical child's affection.

Quan Baolan hurriedly started the car, and then hurriedly remembered, his eyes blinked, "Sir, your seat belt ......"

"I'm not very convenient."

Weng Tingjun was afraid of trouble and avoided being discovered, so he didn't choose to tie the bandage, but not only was he shot twice in his left arm and once in the shoulder, but even the wound on his right arm collapsed, so his hands are not strong at all now, let alone wearing a seat belt, I am afraid that Quan Baolan can knock him down with a fist.

Quan Baolan's eyes swept and found that Weng Tingjun had abnormal swelling on both arms, and his heart was suffocated.

Mr. is indeed Spider-Man!

Sure enough, the gentleman was shot.

"Then I'll help you."

"If you don't help me, who will help me?" Weng Tingjun rolled his eyes, is this woman really born in 86? He suddenly wondered if she was suitable to be the captain.

"I'm sorry."

Quan Bao Lanqiao's face was red to the root of her ears, she didn't dare to look at Weng Tingjun's eyes, and hurriedly helped Weng Tingjun fasten her seat belt.

Conscience of heaven and earth!

Weng Tingjun didn't mean to be foolish.

His gaze was just downward, and Quan Baolan was dressed coolly.

At this look, Weng Tingjun couldn't take his eyes off it at all, Quan Baolan didn't spray perfume, but there was a faint fragrance on his body, and the two were so close.

How could she be like this!

Blatantly seducing the president!

Quan Baolan didn't seem to notice, and his body shook suddenly.

Weng Tingjun sat upright, not squinting.

"Where are you going, sir?"

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