The content inside takes up five pages, including two close-ups of the bride falling to the ground and knocking over the cake.
There are close-ups of him kissing the bride from all directions, and the content is extremely exaggerated.
There is also a page where there are various comments from Feng Shui masters, numerologists, and horoscope experts on the combination of Flame King and Flame Queen. The content is varied, salivating, and extremely absurd.
That’s not true!
That boy Yinxi actually put his idea on his head!
I picked up the phone and quickly dialed a number. A sweet female voice came from the other end: "Hello, Banana Daily."
"Tell Yinxi to answer the phone."
"Sorry, Master Xi is not here. Sir, you can make an appointment..."
Yinzai interrupted the sweet female voice coldly: "Tell Yinxi to call me immediately, otherwise the employees of Banana Daily will not have to go to work starting tomorrow!"
Hanging up the phone with a beep, Yinzai angrily picked up the newspaper. In the close-up of a kiss in the newspaper, the bride's starry eyes were half-closed, her delicate face was crimson, and her beautiful and weak profile made me feel uneasy.
pity.
Anger arose in Tengdi, and Yinzai tore the newspaper into pieces. He didn't know whether the anger in his heart was because the wedding had turned into a farce, or because the bride's excessive beauty was unreservedly displayed in the eyes of the whole city.
The landline phone in front of the desk rang. Yinzai picked up the phone and heard a cynical laugh: "Hey, why did you go to work again when you didn't go on honeymoon during your wedding? Aren't you afraid that your new sister-in-law will be unhappy?"
Yinzai narrowed his eyes suddenly. If the person on the other end of the phone was in front of him, he would definitely throw a left hook.
"Yinxi, the entertainment headlines of Banana Daily are a good thing you did, right?"
"Hey, brother, there's no need to be so stingy. The world has been peaceful recently, and the entertainment industry has been quiet. The sales of my newspaper are getting worse day by day. My brother is doing a little favor, that's all. Do you want to make the distinction so clear?"
"Young Master Xi, you seem to have forgotten that I am your immediate boss. If my performance is not good, you can sell my boss off, you can do it!"
"Wow! Mr. President, have you finally remembered that you are the big boss? The big boss is to blame for the company's poor performance. As a younger brother, in order to share the boss's worries, I have been restless and heartbroken. I feel worse than ever.