"Also, that Pei Tongtong's original name was Pei Hexi, she was Pei Xiaotian's only daughter, and she used to have a good time with He Ming, the young director of the He family." The secretary said again.

"He Ming?" Fang Changchuan took the finger of the cigarette, frowned and said, "This is another powerful person, I heard that this guy not only brought Pei Xiaotian down, but also rectified Dong Jian?" ”

"Dong Jian had a car accident back then, and it has nothing to do with him." The secretary said.

Fang Changchuan smiled faintly, did not speak, and took a meaningful puff of cigarette.

"Mr. Fang, what do you think you should do about Zhang Lin?" The secretary said again.

Fang Changchuan sighed: "What else can I do, they are all bad guys, let him go, if he calls again, he will say that I am temporarily on a business trip, or I am back to the United States." ”

"Yes."

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The TV shows Stephen Chow and Leslie Cheung's family happy events, although the film is relatively old, but it is still very pleasant to pass the time after dinner to watch it.

Qi Chenghao came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, and saw Pei Tongtong curled up on the sofa, drinking lemonade and smiling at the TV, so he asked, "What are you watching?" ”

"There is a happy event in the family."

"What an old film."

"I haven't seen it." Pei Tongtong said, turned his head to look at him, and saw that he casually wiped the water from his hair, so he threw the towel aside.

"Don't you dry your hair?" She asked.

"It's okay, the air conditioner will dry after a while." He walked to the coffee table and bent over to get the cigarette, but when his finger touched the cigarette case, he suddenly remembered that she wouldn't let him smoke more, hesitated for a moment, picked up an orange next to him and peeled it.

"My hair is so wet, I'll catch a cold if I blow the air conditioner." Pei Tongtong looked at him and said.

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

"No, you want to dry it, do you have a hair dryer?" She got off the couch and tried to get it.

"There's no such thing." He threw a clove of orange into his mouth.

Pei Tongtong sighed helplessly: "Then you come here, I'll help you wipe it." ”

He was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Okay." Poop came running up, sat down between her legs, and took her legs to her chest and hugged her.

Although Pei Tongtong felt awkward, he didn't break free of him, and rubbed his stomach with his heel.

When wiping her hair, Qi Chenghao picked up her jade feet and measured them: "Tongtong, you have a lot of calluses on your feet." He poked it with his hand, and it was very hard.

She replied from above, "Walk too much." ”

There was a trace of pity in his heart, and he couldn't help but clench her feet: "Is it because you've been chasing someone?" For example, me. ”

"No, it's because I've been busy making money."

"Don't work so hard in the future, I'll support you."

"You can support me, but you can't support my mother."

"Who said that, the mother-in-law also raised it together." He tilted his head and smiled.

"Are you stupid or not, you don't choose so many excellent women around you, but choose me, a drag oil bottle, and a sick old mother." She nudged him angrily.

He smiled even brighter: "Haven't you heard that fools are stupid? Finding you is my greatest blessing. ”

Pei Tongtong was silent, but his heart was touched, and the strength in his hand couldn't help but lighten a lot.

"By the way, let's go with me."

He was stunned: "You mean the game that Fu Xin invited you to watch?" ”

"Well, I promised before, I'm embarrassed to shirk."

He smiled: "Okay, it just so happens that I also have a friend in his club, and I will introduce you to him when the time comes." ”