Chapter 22: Hello, My Dad's Daughter-in-law

If other people knew what Beibei was thinking, they would definitely riot.

What kind of existence is the imperial family in China?

That is God, the god who has guarded the country of China for generations.

The young master of the emperor family is their faith, and the emperor family is the rising sun in the east, which only hangs in the sky and does not set.

Even if the daughter of the president of country M marries Di Beiye, they will think that it is Gao Pan.

No one in the world is worthy of God's North Night, this is their common heart.

"Miss Feng, if you refuse, I won't be able to explain it to my young master." Uncle Zhou is so old, and he has learned to gain insight into people's hearts in society over the years, "Miss Feng, don't worry, don't worry about trouble, we just want to be friends with Miss." ”

Everyone has said this, and if she refuses, it will seem that she is unreasonable.

Isn't Fengqi just an unreasonable person?

If you don't stand your ground, you will look like a bully.

"Uncle Zhou, I think my words have been made very clear." Feng Qi's red lips lifted slightly, and a wicked smile was raised, but it was a pity that he couldn't see it because of the mask.

Uncle Zhou struggled for a long time before he said, "...... Good. ”

I'm afraid that if I annoy her, there will be no good end in the whole racetrack.

The important thing for a businessman is profit.

Uncle Zhou immediately changed to another card.

"The password is six zeros."

Feng Qi let out a faint "um" and took his loot.

It's better than what you earned.

There is a sense of pride in holding it.

"Gone."

System prompt: HP +10.

In a dimly lit room, the man sat on a couch, his face covered in ice, staring at the "identified same person" of the inspection report on the table.

"Boss...... Otherwise...... Or do you want to do it all over again? Xiao Yu saw Dibei's stinky expression at night, and was eager to speak.

How can the boss be such a cold-hearted and face-loving person, how can he tolerate selling himself.

Maybe there's still a belly full of bad water.

That woman is also a rare righteous person, if she dies like this, it will be a great loss to Huaguo.

Di Beiye was silent, his hands folded on the table, his side face was handsome, he had never pressed his handprint, but the results of the report had come out, and the fingerprints were his.

What the hell is going on?

Could it be that he really signed the painting?

"Get out." Emperor Bei roared at night.

"Okay, I'll get out." Xiao Yu hurriedly responded, if he didn't leave at this time, he would wait for when, instead of blowing the humanoid air conditioner here, it would be better to return to the warm bed.

Xiao Yu slipped away, but in a few seconds, the person had already left.

I thought that being quiet would be more conducive to his thinking, but I didn't expect that the quieter the heart, the less calm it was.

Di Beiye pulled his tie irritably, took out his mobile phone in his right hand to make a call, and some things still need to be asked clearly.

* On the street

[Host, lady's phone number.] 】

Hearing this, Feng Qi smiled lightly, put away his usually lazy personality, and answered: "Hello, my father's son-in-law." ”

It's very fast, and finding her phone so quickly shows that I still care about her.

In fact, he is very concerned about the "deed of sale", but some people like to deceive themselves.

Di Bei Ye frowned: "How do you know it's me?" ”

His information is encrypted all over the world, and it can be said that it is the top secret in the world, and even the phone number is known to only a few people.

And she was just a stranger who met for the second time, but she knew it was his number.

Could it be that he is really a spy?

The girl over there smiled lightly, as pleasant as a nightingale: "I'm not an orphan here, and I don't have any friends, but I just offended you." ”

Beibei is embarrassed, no one can compare to the master with his eyes open and the ability to talk nonsense, obviously there are many people who offend her today, if it weren't for the reminder of this baby, how would she know that it was Mrs.

Obviously, it has its credit.