MTL - Business Manager-Chapter 13 What do you count

In fact, it's not a big deal to say it plainly. It is nothing more than Fantong's second-generation black interest. Listening to friends talking about Qf Medical Equipment Co., Ltd. has many beauties and girls, and it is nothing more than bubble girls.

"Don't talk, right, 5 million, or, you, stay with me for one night, even if this thing is over," Fan Tong lighted a cigarette and looked at the two men with Erlang legs up.

"Why don't you die ... 5 million, go to your mother's 5 million, and it's not the old lady's fault" that was a hot-tempered character that finally broke out.

"Oh, I like it," Fan Tongmeng shot at the table excitedly.

The gold master who grew up with a golden key from childhood has always been submissive, and the women around him have posted it autonomously.

"Buzzing", Fan Ruoxi's mobile phone kept shaking, looked at the call from the dust and hung up.

"Hmm ..." Feng Chen was a little surprised, and dialed again.

"Buzz", the phone vibrated again, Fan Ruoxi hung up without looking at it this time.

It took 10 minutes to wait for this, Fan Ruoxi still didn't send a message, Feng Chen couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"It's weird, what's the situation, forget it ... Well, it looks like there's something wrong." I hung Feng Chen twice, but Feng Chen felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. Then she sealed Chen Chen's thoughts and let go. See what Fan Ruoxi is doing.

"Sir, hello, who are you looking for?" A front desk politely stood up and asked Feng Chen.

"It's okay, you're busy, don't worry about me," Feng Chen said, waved his hands and walked to the conference room.

"咚咚咚" Feng Chen also knocked on the door very politely.

"Feng Chen, what are you doing?" Fan Ruoxi was really surprised, can he not be surprised? Besides, Fan Ruoxi was surprised at the same time with a little touch.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, if you are with me, aren't you two idiots B?", Watching Fan Ruoxi's red eyes came forward and holding Fan Ruoxi's little hand, some distressed and comforted.

No matter whose fault is this time, even if it is Fan Ruoxi's fault, Feng Chen still keeps it short, loves the house and the black.

"Well," Fan Ruoxi smiled, covering her mouth.

"Fuck, your uncle said who is stupid B, right?" Fan Tong sitting aside suddenly stood up, glaring at Feng Chen, anxious to go up and dry it.

"You shit, you **** do n’t talk and no one treats you as dumb." Feng Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and backhand first gave Fan Tong a big mouth. Although Feng Chen didn't work hard, but this was not Fan What the system can bear, the slap prints on his face immediately appear, the slaps are loud and crisp.

Everything happened too suddenly, and it also exceeded Fan Tong's perception of himself. If it was not for the pain from his face, Fan Tong couldn't believe that he had been beaten.

It has always been to step on others' own. Today, others have stepped on themselves.

"You, you, you, you, you dare to hit Fan ... you and you" Zhang Duck started to stutter with the frightened words of Feng Chen.

"Lao Tzu not only hit him, but even yours." As soon as the words came down, Zhang Duck and Fan Tongyi couldn't escape Feng Chen's big mouth.

The slap of Zhang Duck blushed with blood, and the painful features were distorted.

"I fuck, I'll kill you all." Fan Tong grabbed the ashtray beside him and smashed into Feng Chen's face.

"Ruoxi, close your eyes, be obedient" Feng Chen didn't even look at Fan Yitong's eyes, but said softly to Fan Ruoxi, after turning, he grabbed Fan Tong's arm and pressed it violently on the table. Gradually increased, the bones creaked by the strong external force.

The ashtray in his hand slipped subconsciously, and Feng Chen grabbed the ashtray, only to hear a "snap", the ashtray had been broken on Fan Tong.

There was a bang between the ashtray and Fan Tong, and the entire conference room was shaken a little.

At this time, Zhang Ducky still had the previous domineering style, and Fan Tong moaned while covering his stomach.

"Feng Chen ..." Fan Ruoxi pulled his hand. When Fan Ruoxi saw such a scene, he couldn't help getting nervous.

"It's okay, rest assured, they can't die." Feng Chen didn't take them seriously at all, even if Fan Tong hadn't looked straight.

"You are ruthless today, do you know who I am ...".

"Who do you have anything to do with me? I beat them all, and who cares about your mother?" Feng Chen is completely dismissive of Fan Tong's tricks. There are N ways to make Fan Tong flirt. This It is the disdain between strength and strength.

"Well ... Feng Chen, right, there is a kind, Lao Tzu will let you see the woman next to you ..." Fan Tong can no longer say this complete sentence.

The dusty cold eyes caused the temperature of the entire conference room and the office space outside to drop suddenly. This was just one look. Zhang Duck was trembling. Fan Tong can no longer use trembling to describe it, but despair, encountering fear and despair.

"Seal ... dust ...", Fan Tong's words have touched Fengshen's red line. Fan Ruoxi looked at Fengshen in front of him a little strangely, but would not think that Fengshen was terrible. He held Fengshen's hand and was afraid of Fengshen. What a stupid thing to do in anger.

"What do you count, get out ...", if Fan Ruoxi finally stopped Feng Chen, Fan Tong no longer exists at this time, Feng Chen pulled back the coercion and sang softly.

Feng Chen didn't want to make things big either, not because Feng Chen was afraid of things, but mainly because of Fan Ruoxi, because Feng Chen didn't want to worry Fan Ruoxi and didn't want Fan Ruoxi to see this **** side.

"Feng Chen, are you afraid? Hurry to kneel to Lao Tzu and apologize, maybe Master Ben, I can still let you go." Fan Tong felt that fear disappeared.

Thinking Feng Chen was frightened by him, he started to pretend to be B again, "Oh Brother Bai, it's me, I'm at Qf Medical Equipment Company, and quickly bring some brothers to help me to make a personal, hurry" Hang up the phone, facing Feng Chen shook the mobile phone in his hand "You just wait to get into the game."

"Feng Chen, let's go ..." Fan Ruoxi said and pulled up Feng Chen's hand to leave. It was a big deal, not to mention my fault.

"It's not that easy to want to go", and the courage and superiority of Zhang Yayao from where he came from was blocked at the door of the conference room.

Feng Chen's eyes were slightly slanted, and a cold smile was drawn around the corners of her mouth.

"Brother, here, here." Fan Tong looked at a group of policemen with about 20 people in front. A fat man in his 30s was leading the team.

"You are Fan Shao" Bai Brother asked with a bit of surprise, because Fan Tong was not recognized by Feng Chen. Bai Brother was named Bai Yu and was a deputy bureau. The position of this deputy bureau still relied on this. The relationship between the ranks and the ranks was promoted step by step.

"Don't mention it, quickly ask your men to catch him, this woman doesn't have to catch him," Fan Tong pointed at Feng Chen anxiously and said to Brother Bai.

"What's the matter?" Du Te was so embarrassed. Didn't hear what Fan Shao said, was his mother's deafness? "Brother Bai looked at his own man and shouted loudly.

In fact, Brother Bai was wrong, not that they didn't want to move, but that they couldn't move at all.