Chapter 115: You Luo Dad

Luo Qiao hadn't posted on Weibo since that day, so the first thing she opened on Weibo was:

Luo Qiao V: In? Still live broadcast? Your company is gone@Tina

Netizens were silent for a moment.

There's a sentence they don't know whether to say it or not.

In order to confirm, netizens also asked the marketing account just now, who was the person who bought Tina's real estate company.

Entertainment Gossip V: It's inconvenient for me to say anything else, I can only tell you, the surname is Luo.

Okay! Got it!

In an instant, everyone flocked to Luo Qiao's Weibo.

【In?】 I'll call you Daddy now, will you promise me? 】

[I have said this countless times, and I guess I can say it a few more times in the future. 】

[Is this the dimensional difference between the rich? Your Luo Daddy is still your Luo Dad. 】

[So does it hurt to lick Tina's face? Hahahaha also said that Sister Qiao is bragging, Sister Qiao herself is awesome, she doesn't need to brag! 】

[This incident, the pretty fans didn't move, just sit back and wait for the slap in the face. ] 】

[Ahhh 】

……

Before Tina made a splash, she was pressed to the ground by Luo Qiao and hammered, because of Tina's operation, this matter quickly became a hot search.

Passers-by looked shocked.

Luo Qiao usually slaps the face of ordinary black fans, but now he can also hit the face of a rich person?

Just in the connotation of Weibo, the company was acquired in the next second, it is really worthy of you!

At the same time, after watching the whole process, some talented netizens even made a series of Luo Qiao's emojis, with words on them.

At? Torn? The kind that loses your family is bankrupt.

You don't know anything about my pretty sister's money ability.

Sister Qiao: I'm just a mediocre little genius.

laughed to death a group of netizens.

And because of the increasing trouble on the Internet, at this time, Roche Group's official Weibo blog: Please don't misunderstand, it's just a normal business acquisition.

Netizen: ???

God is normal!

Mr. Luo, can you get used to your daughter a little more!

Mr. Luo said that he could still do it.

In the warm and spacious living room, Luo Qianheng half-squinted, enjoying his baby daughter's shoulder rubbing service, and took out a card from his wallet: "Take the flowers, you know the password." ”

Luo Qiao: "...... I don't feel like I'm short of money. ”

Luo Qianheng didn't raise his eyelids: "But I have nothing to give you except money." ”

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After forcibly stuffing the card to Luo Qiao, Luo Qianheng said, "I heard that you plan to hold a charity dinner?" ”

"yes." Luo Qiao glanced at her father: "Are you coming?" ”

"I won't attend the banquet held by you young people, but your uncles are willing to donate some things, the amount is a bit large, and you may need to work a little harder at that time."

"Okay, no problem."

Before leaving, Luo Qianheng said again: "The acquisition of that real estate was done by Si Ran himself, do you know this?" ”

Luo Qiao: "......"

Glancing at her, Luo Qianheng didn't say anything more, and raised his chin in the direction of the corner of the living room: "By the way, your brother also gave you a gift, you can take it back." ”

Gift?

Luo Qiao glanced at the corner of the living room suspiciously, and saw a large box.

What is it?

Eight o'clock in the evening.

Luo Qiao asked the driver to bring the box into the house for her.

Ming Siran hasn't come back yet, Luo Qiao circled around the box with his hands on his waist, what kind of demon is his brother doing to that technology madman? ?

I didn't dare to open it for a while.