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886 The old man's crooked idea monthly pass)

Ivanka quickly noticed this problem and almost burst into anger. Finally, he drove away all the flies around him in anger.

Originally, the group of yaene was not that easy to deal with, but after finding out Ivanka's identity, I felt that I could not be promoted. After all, no matter how high my parents are, they were only in China. Americans don't recognize this.

The daughter of the daughter was furious, and even the several yamen who were close to Feilun were scared away.

After these yamen returned to their circle, the gossiped yamen ladies gathered around and asked in a lingering manner: "How is it? Where are they the rustic guys who emerged?"

"Grandmaster!?" The leader of the Yanei was amused when he heard this, and glanced at the young lady Yanei who was wearing low-cut but had no gullies and laughed: "If they were garbleds, you would not even have garbleds!"

When the young lady Yanei heard this, she was immediately dissatisfied: "Skinny Guicai, what do you mean? I have my feet hair? Then you are the fungus on the feet hair!"

The thin ghostcai was immediately dissatisfied and raised his hand and said, "You, are you looking for a slap, right?"

Seeing this, the Yanei next to him quickly persuaded him, saying, "I said you two don't look at the occasion. If you dare to make trouble here, aren't you afraid of going back and Secretary Song putting your parents' shoes?"

As soon as these words came out, the Yaneiju, who was planning to make jokes, were shocked and secretly warned themselves not to cause trouble at the wedding banquet, otherwise the consequences would not be something they could bear.

The thin ghostcai calmed down at this time, looked at the female Yanei with a smile, and said, "Flat-chick Ting, it's not that I look down on you. But when you compare with the foreign girl over there, you really have feet hair!"

"You..." Pingxi Ting pointed at the thin ghostcai angrily and wanted to curse.

Skinny Guicai didn't care. He continued: "What are the identities of those foreign girls? One of them is the daughter of Xilin Commercial Group, and the other is the daughter of the real estate king in New York. Compared with them, you are the root of the foot.

It's hairy!"

Anyone who was not sure about this news was a little stunned by this revelation.

"No, right? No matter how good Aunt Lei has, she wouldn't have invited such two big Buddhas, right?"

"That's not accurate. Maybe it's Secretary Song's relationship?"

"What a nonsense. Foreigners don't recognize you. Unless Xilin Group comes to China to invest, it's almost the same, otherwise with their background and strength, even the US president can be ignored. Who can't... "

Speaking of this, the yamen who spoke suddenly stopped abruptly, but not everyone understood what he meant. He was rich abroad and was the old man. And these people were just "yamen" and could not make friends at all.

"No, I think we can try to climb higher!" One of the slutty Yanei said, "After all, we have come here for this acre of three-point land!"

"Barring! As long as they are not investing, how can you go high? Do you rely on medicine? Americans don't want to cook raw rice, so you can save money!"

"That's right, let alone American girls, if you have the ability, try touching her hair. I guess the diplomatic notes will be sent the next day, and then you will get out of class!"

A few consecutive sentences of money-striking Yanei's face turned red and he couldn't find any refutation. After all, it was because Xilin and Ivanka's identity background were too dazzling, if they were replaced by an ordinary American girl

, These people don't have so many concerns.

At this time, a female yanei asked, "Hey, what is that handsome guy's identity? Are you Chinese?"

"I haven't found out yet, but seeing how he looks very close to Paris Shelin, at least the first shot friend hasn't run away!"

"I don't think it's like. When Aunt Lei went over just now, most of the greetings were for the man. Maybe he was a relative of the woman's family!"

"I think so, it's right, it's not easy to mess with!"

"What about a beauty and a foreign girl left?"

"That foreign girl is the man's personal assistant, and the beauty seems to be his girlfriend!"

"Damn, girlfriend, female secretary, plus a friend of the fool, this guy is OK!" One of the female Yanei exclaimed, "It seems that he must be very strong in that aspect!"

"**!" A male yamen cursed in the crowd, "There are also that man, so many women, he can't be killed!"

"I think you are not good at that aspect, right?" said the Yanei slander.

"What did you say!?"

Seeing that someone was about to start arguing again, the yamen around him quickly persuaded him. After all, once such a riotous wedding event happened, Secretary Song, who was furious, was likely to open a map cannon, and everyone would not have a good time.

Why bother? It’s better to persuade me to stop now, so as not to be out of control!

At this time, Yanei shouted: "Damn, look over there, Mr. Song is here too!"

"And Mr. Zhou and his granddaughter!"

"Uh... both old men went to those foreign girls. Could it be that they were moved by the heart?"

"Bang!" Yanei was slapped on the head while talking nonsense, "Touch your head, I'm sure both old men were going to that man!"

"It's true...but that man seems to ignore him, he's awesome!"

At this time, Feilun was just as the yamen said. He didn't look at Mr. Song and Mr. Zhou at the moment, but instead greeted Zhou Yan: "Hi~~ Zhou Yan, hello, the thing about the restroom is really

Sorry, I was reckless!"

Originally, Zhou Yan was a little resentful about Feilun throwing her down the pond, but now he apologized as soon as he met. The little resentment disappeared invisible. He waved his hand and said, "It's okay, it's my skill."

Not as good as human! By the way, I don’t know your name yet!"

"Didn't your brother tell you? My name is Feilun!"

Seeing that Feilun was all concerned about hooking up with the girl, Mr. Song was dissatisfied: "Boy Lun, I didn't see me coming, so I won't call anyone no matter how much I greet you!"

When Feilun heard this, his eyes rolled, and he bowed slightly and said, "Old Master Song, I didn't see you just now. Sorry, hello!"

Mr. Song rolled his eyes and said, "Boy Lun, you can't be more serious!"

"Mr. Song, I'm very serious." Feilun said with a solemn expression, "But... the greeting has been completed!"

As soon as these words were said, everyone present was stunned. Then, Old Song pointed at Feilun angrily, his whole old face turned red, and he almost turned his back on his back. Zhou Yan and Qiao Lengdie were all "splashing"

When she laughed out loud, the three girls Xilin, who had a slightly poor understanding ability, were a little confused.

Mr. Zhou also put it there and laughed. After laughing enough, he said, "Old Song, I didn't expect you to be so embarrassed, so I'm convinced!" After pausing, he turned to Feilun and said, "Boy Lun, I'm calling this."

Are you suitable?"

"Not suitable!" Feilun shook his head and said, "Old Song called me a boy, that's because from my sister Meijun, I am indeed a junior! But I don't get along with you, but I'm just calling you a boy.

I look down on me anymore, so I'd better call me a name!"

Although the tone of this was not very tough, the content made Mr. Zhou feel stomachache. It took him seven or eight seconds to recover. Zhou Yan hurriedly supported him, wanting to laugh but not daring. It was really hard to hold it in.

Qiao Lengdie smiled very happily and almost broke down. After finally stopping, she couldn't help but pat Feilun's forearm and said angrily: "Allen, old man, you should respect it!"

"Respect, I will definitely respect it!" Feiren grinned, "When the meal starts, he will sit down and eat first. This is respect. As for what is verbal, forget it!"

Mr. Zhou was choked by these words again, but he couldn't refute it. Feilun didn't look at his face, but instead instructed Zhou Yan: "Miss Yan, your grandfather is old, hurry up and accept him and go to rest!"

, turned to Mr. Song again and said, "Old man, I still know what your physical condition is. Don't pretend to be like me with a red face, otherwise I will turn against you!"

When Mr. Song heard this, he quickly smiled and said, "I just want you to help me see how my martial arts are practicing. There is no need to be so heartless, right?"

Feilun said unhesitantly: "This is not a question of never being ruthless, but my words have already been spoken. It is impossible to make an exception again and again for you!" After saying that, he called Qiao Lengdie and Aisha.

The woman left the quiet corner of the hall and left the three old men in place.

When Feilun and others merged into the guest room, Mr. Zhou, who felt that he was about to die, suddenly became angry and cursed: "Damn, this dead boy, I just want Yan'er to learn a few tricks from him? What's wrong with that?

, I was actually burying me like this!"

Mr. Song glanced at Zhou Yan, who was as beautiful as a flower, and pretended to sneer: "How many tricks should I learn from him? I said, Lao Zhou, you are so angry. He has a unique skill. Why should I teach your granddaughter a few tricks?

?”

Mr. Zhou suddenly heard the point in Mr. Song’s words: “Exclusive skills? Do you think Boy Lun has unique skills? Is there any evidence, or do you have any plans?”

"Hehe, Lao Zhou, you are worthy of being the worm in my stomach. You can guess what I think!" Old Song smiled, "Actually, it's impossible for me to learn unique skills from Boy Lun again, but

You are different. There is also a beautiful granddaughter like Yan'er. What's that? Boy Lun's unique skills must be passed on to Yan'er, right? Hehe, you know!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yanxia flew her cheeks and almost found a crack to get into the ground. Old Zhou rolled her eyes and said contemptuously: "Even if that's the case, it's still the business of my granddaughter Yan'er and Boy Lun, what's your business?

?”

"Of course it's my business!" Mr. Song began to fool him again, "This unlucky boy's sister is about to marry my Lei Zi. In this way, the unlucky boy will really become my junior! Then I will

Isn’t it natural to be a maiden and tie the lines for two juniors?”

Old Zhou nodded repeatedly when he heard this: "This is true!"

Seeing this, Zhou Yan refused to say: "Grandpa, granddaughter doesn't marry, at least he doesn't want to marry now!"

"Okay, okay, if you don't marry, you won't marry. Grandpa won't force you!" Mr. Zhou took great care of Zhou Yan. She said she would not marry if she doesn't marry, "But you can have a boyfriend, right?"

.(To be continued...)

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