"Brother Zhao - relatives!"

Feng Yin stepped forward and held Brother Zhao's right hand with both hands.

She put her two hands up and down, tightly sandwiching Brother Zhao's hand in the middle.

Brother Zhao was frightened by the sudden enthusiasm of the wind and yin, first he didn't dare to move, then he couldn't move, and his right hand began to hurt.

Is this handshake too strong?

"Brother Zhao, you are such a good person, you are really heartbroken for my news."

"Although Li paparazzi squats at the gate of my community every day, is on call 24 hours a day, and reimburses the fare for eating and drinking, this is not as good as you!"

"Or are you far-sighted, forgetting your righteousness for the sake of profit--no, no, seeing the color--no, slut--oops--you look at my mouth, why is it not good today."

"In short, I'm here to thank you, you think that the Li paparazzi don't have enough authority, so you have to help take away his news and become your own, your sacrificial spirit of selflessness is really rare in modern society."

Feng Yin kept his hands in hand.

Once she speaks, she doesn't give anyone a chance.

Brother Zhao's hand hurts, but he is even more anxious.

"It's not—Feng Yin, don't get me wrong, Li Paparazzi belongs to the company, all his information belongs to the company, and I have the right to make arrangements."

Brother Zhao finally interjected.

Feng Yin's other idle hand slapped on Brother Zhao's shoulder.

"You're right!"

A very positive sentence was given to Brother Zhao.

What the hell is she here for?

"Lin Yu, take the contract and give it to Brother Zhao."

Brother Zhao was completely blindfolded.

If it is said that the wind is bright and negative before, he understands it and can find a way to deal with it, but what is the trick of the contract now.

Lin Yu, who had already prepared it later, stepped forward with a thick document, smiled at the standard eight-tooth service like Feng Yin, and politely gave it to Brother Zhao with both hands.

Brother Zhao wanted to pick it up.

"That wind groan, do you let go of my hand? Your hand is so strong, it's going to break. ”

Brother Zhao lightly added some guilt to Feng Yin.

Feng Yin suddenly realized, and looked at Brother Zhao with a slightly aggrieved expression.

"Brother Zhao, what you said - hey, my heart is too soft."

With a brush, Feng Yin let go of his hand.

Zhang Bo'er, who was holding the camera behind Feng Yin, immediately stepped forward and slapped at Brother Zhao's hand.

In the camera, Brother Zhao's so-called broken hand does not even have a red mark.

"Tut-tut, Brother Zhao is afraid that it was made by a noodle person, this is tender."

Zhang Boer complained in time, took a step back with perfect cooperation, and completely ignored Brother Zhao's defense.

"It's not—how——I'm really hurting."

Brother Zhao is telling the truth, but unfortunately everyone doesn't believe it.

The wind is roaring, so you can't really fight cattle across the mountains.

Brother Zhao found that there was something strange in the eyes around him, and he immediately discarded the points that were unfavorable to him and took the document handed over by Lin Yu.

"About the Wind Groaning Information Benefit Acquisition Sharing Contract?"

Brother Zhao read it, opened it casually, and looked at it briefly.

"Are you crazy!"

He saw the proportions inside.

Wind Yin accounts for nine out of nine, and their entire company accounts for 0.1.

Where is there any profit in this.

"What did Brother Zhao say? I signed a contract with Li Paparazzi, and you just said that Li Paparazzi belongs to your company, and his news is your news, and you are the last bearer. ”

"It's written in black and white, don't you want to repay the debt?" (End of chapter)

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