Chapter 89: [Boss Jian, I am called Zhien Tubao] 62
She stretched out her hand and touched the bandage on her forehead. It was as weak as a willow that was about to be blown down by the wind.
"I will watch it tonight." Jian Yan waved the USB in his hand and said slowly, while Su Yinuo stood up from the chair.
"I understand, I hope you can think about it carefully."
Jian Yan raised his eyes to look at her and found that her legs were trembling slightly.
When standing, they were crossed. Su Yinuo deliberately placed his injured foot in the front.
In just a moment, Jian Yan realized something was wrong with her. When he looked again, he found that her anklet was red and swollen.
Suddenly she remembered that her foot seemed to have been injured because of Su Yixian that day. Today...
Jian Yi frowned slightly, looked at her, bent down his noble body, and squatted on the ground.
"Mr. Jian..."
"Shut up!" He seemed annoyed, with a hint of anger in his tone.
Su Yinuo smiled, but still looked flustered.
"Sit down!" Jian Yi shouted in a muffled voice, his voice was not loud, but it was extremely explosive.
"I have to go now."
Jian Yan ignored her behavior and raised his head to look at her. At this time, Su Yinuo had a puzzled look on his face.
"Then stand."
Jian Yi understands her strength better than anyone else, but in this incident, he was confused by her illusion.
Su Yinuo watched Jian Yan stretch out his hand, take off her injured foot from the seven-centimeter high-heeled shoes, and put it in the palm of his hand to look at it.
The generous palms gently wrapped her feet, as if they had stepped into a sponge.
He looked at her anklets, which were as red and swollen as freshly picked tomatoes, and the marks on her brows were getting deeper and deeper.
"Lufei, is he a waste?"
Su Yinuo blinked, "I don't understand what you mean."
Jian Yi pursed her lips tightly, stood up from the ground, pulled the chair and pushed her in, "Are you stupid too?"
Su Yinuo remained silent and let Jian Yi squat down again to untie the other foot.
When he saw the deep surprise in her eyes, Jian Yi stood up again and took out his slide phone.
With a fierce push of his finger, he pressed someone's number. After a few ringtones, Rong Ning's cheering voice came.
In fact, all the stories I wrote are stories about the second generation of officials, and have nothing to do with the CEO of Ye Zi. The only one related is the male protagonist, who is also Xi Jianjin’s friend. To put it bluntly...even if friends are thousands of miles apart, their relationship will not be the same. will change, so they are in city x and we are in city a.
It has nothing to do with the Bo Di Group. What I do is Di Kong. The two cities are quite far away from each other. There is no connection at all. At most, they come to City A occasionally and we go to City X to run around. Everyone is different. I don’t compare with Ye Zi’s writing style, and Ye Zi doesn’t compare with me.
They are just friends. I have been suppressing it for so many years, and she came out to introduce me to a character to write.
Readers of Ye Zi do not have to worry that I will write down the Bo Di Group, because in this article, except for the friendly appearance of Xi Jianjin and Bo Chong'er, there is no other person from the Bo Di Group (probably?) Even if there is, I will not If I write something incomplete, I will at least report it to Ye Zi first.
This article is about a few second-generation officials relying on their father and their own business acumen to do business...
Except for Yan Huan of course...
That’s all I plan to say today…
On the day I published the article, I only had 30,000 words of manuscripts and no other manuscripts, so I published them as they were written every day... Of course, it is not as fast as the update speed of Ye Zi, but I will work harder.
In order to complete the task of twenty updates as early as possible, I will update so many chapters today and then code tomorrow's manuscript.
There is nothing you can do about posting too hastily.
Those who vote, those who leave comments, and it’s great to keep collecting... After all, the support of readers is the motivation for the author to write...
Look at the sky... Remember to log in to watch, just to give me some face. Anyway, it's not troublesome to log in to the website, although I don't have much face to use.
Go away and code words obediently, say goodbye with tears, and work hard! If others can do it, I will do it too!!!
Although people are always sending me messages recently... someone on xx.com is vomiting blood and dying... the author of xx.com is dripping.
As for the length of the article, without adding extra chapters, I guess it won’t be too long, because I’m not a person who writes long articles by nature, except for extra chapters, although I don’t really like writing extra chapters.
Farewell...
The last sentence...I hope the login number will be used to watch...Collect and collect, log in and log in...
Why can't I write so much nonsense? Let's review it!