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117, one hundred and seventeenth chapter(2/3)

You can't even get a limited number of figures!

If you don’t make money well, what else can you do!

Rong Qing nodded with satisfaction.

Not bad, little brother, please be tactful!!!

but……

He looked at Gao Jiaxuan's stubbornness and showed a disgusting expression.

"You should clean up your own horn first. I will take it out and feel it's broken."

Gao Jiaxuan looked down at himself and was silent for a second.

OK. The soul has almost been sold out, so why bother with this remaining?

"I understand, everything depends on Mr. Rong's arrangement."

Isn't it just to clean up?

What a big deal?

For the money! For the debt repayment! For the sake of the money!

"Okay, then that's it. You can talk about it later after you finish cleaning up, bye."

Ugly rejection!

Rong Qing hung up the phone mercilessly.

Gao Jiaxuan silently put down his phone and turned around.

He glanced at the room that looked like heaven, silently worshiped for a second, and dialed the inside line.

"Clean up my office study and return it to what it was."

Goodbye! Game console!

Goodbye! Happy water from a fat man!

Goodbye! Happy!

The new year starts with selling your soul.

The shark man's blood was solved by Gao Jiaxuan. Rong Qing tasted this feeling with a happy mood, and felt that she would give President Xiao Song a loving care!

He thought calmly and decided to inquire from Old Man Song first.

By the way, I don’t have to visit you anymore. It’s great~

Song Wai was a little puzzled when he received Rong Qing's video.

Didn’t this guy say he wouldn’t come to pay New Year’s greetings this year?

But no matter how much he thought about it, he still answered happily.

"Old Song, Mr. Song, I'll give you a good wish for a young age."

Rongqing changed his words calmly.

Song Wai narrowed his eyes.

What did he mean by this little brat Rong Qing? Old Man Song?

Don’t think he didn’t hear it when he was old. After he threw all his work to Song Xian recently, he has been working out and maintaining health!

He is very good in health! His ear strength is also very good. He lives longer than you bastard in minutes!

On the face, Song Wai continued to smile.

"Whoo together, what's wrong? Didn't you say you won't come to pay New Year's greetings this year?"

Then why are you bastards coming to me for?

Tsk tsk tsk.

Old Man Song hasn't seen his temper rise for a few days!

But in terms of shamelessness, will I lose?

Rong Qing smiles on the surface.

"If you don't go, you won't go, but you still have to say hello. I'll look for Song Xian, just call him. By the way, how are you? I heard that Song Xian has been very happy after he took over recently.

Happy?"

I have time to go to the financial channel to talk about the Heart Sutra of Parenting!

If Gongsun Zi didn't tell him, he really didn't know!

When Song Wai heard this topic, he was immediately excited.

He waved his hand and asked someone to call Song Xian, and turned around and felt with Rong Qingxiu.

"That's right, so I raise my son well, and this person enjoys the happiness. Now, I just live a retirement life in advance. I'm not afraid to tell you, look at my biceps."

Song Wai lifted up his sleeves on the spot and showed off Rong Qing's face.

Ha! I've been practicing for so long, how can I do it if I don't show you?

It's just right! Show! Show to death!

Rong Qing looked at the smelly old man showing his muscles expressionlessly and sneered twice.

Haha! Stinky old man, do you think anyone has no muscles?

He immediately lifted his sleeves without admitting his consent!

Isn't it just biceps?

Who is afraid of whom!

Two childish ghosts began to show off in a fancy way, and the fitness guy posed one after another.

When Song Xian came down from the second floor, he saw his old man posing in a standard fitness pose in front of him.

....

No? Dad, who are you showing it to?

Also, when did you go to exercise?

You have been practicing your muscles for a long time, right?

I haven't told me, I've kept it for a long time!

He stood for a while and found that the old man had not ended yet. He pondered for a while and coughed silently.

Song Wai's expression gradually solidified.

When Rong Qing saw his appearance, she immediately rolled off her sleeves and sat down quickly.

He thought about it and picked up a book from the side.

OK! It's perfect!

Song Wai slowly withdrew his posture and calmly buckled his sleeves back.

After he sat down properly, he showed an expression that seemed to have just discovered that Song Xian was coming.

"Oh? You're here, come, Rongqing is looking for you, remember to pay a greeting to others for an early age."

He said as he walked outside, "I'll go to the kitchen and ask them to add dishes to you. You've done a good job this year."

Labor and capital definitely feel embarrassed to run away in panic!

Absolutely not!

Song Xian looked at the old man's attitude of running away in shame and decided not to expose him.

I looked calm just now, but my blushing ears were exposed as soon as I left!

“Hey?”

Rong Qing saw that there was no one for a long time and was puzzled.

Where have people gone?

Song Xian looked down at the picture and wondered.

"Mr. Rong, it's the New Year, you're only the New Year, why are you looking for me?"

"It's nothing, I just wish you a New Year. By the way, I'll ask you how you're doing recently."

Rong Qing calmly put down the book, crossed her hands on her knees, looking so noble and elegant.

Song Xian:….

Do you think I didn’t know that my dad was having a video with you just now?

The old man can show his muscles in that pose!

It must have something to do with you! You are still pretending!
To be continued...
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