If it weren't for the strong financial resources and good reputation, I'm afraid Xi's would not be able to escape the fate of being eliminated. Shopping malls are like battlefields. If things continue like this, the old saying that one cannot be rich for more than three generations will soon come true for Xi's.
"Lou Lou." She was weak and walked towards her in three steps at a time, put down the folder on the table, then moved her legs down to correct her very inelegant posture.
"Qin Jue, get over here." After glancing at Xin Li, Lou Zi continued to yell at Tan Jue, who was about a foot away. Xi's employees unanimously lamented that life is hopeless, and if this continues, they will collectively go to a lunatic asylum. They will be driven crazy, they will.
"Lou Lou." His eyebrows were knitted together, and he strongly disagreed with her style.
"Xiao Zi, you get old easily when you are angry." Tan Jue, who had been silent for a long time, fearlessly carried a bucket of oil and poured it on the fire, leisurely shortening the five-foot distance between them to three steps.[
Xinli became even more powerless. Young Master Qin didn't know how to write the word "death". He rolled his eyes countless times and reminded him that he had better not mess with Lou Zi at this time. Otherwise, he would soon feel the taste of being quartered.
"Damn it, Tan Jue, are you tired of living? How dare you ruin my reputation?" Lou Zi rushed forward and grabbed Tan Jue's collar. She really wanted to punch him to see the King of Hell!
"Xiao Zi, I told you not to be angry! Come on, smile." Tan Jue pinched Lou Zi's face with both hands without fear of death, and rubbed it hard twice before letting go until he was satisfied. Xin Li looked at it in horror. He, Qin Jue, is dead!