Li Si naturally understood what these people were thinking. If it were a very ugly, pot-bellied person, would they still react so fiercely? Su Rou's speech continued, from the beginning of the Hongrong Group to the Hongrong Group
After going through many difficulties and dangers, she finally got on the right track. Su Rou was almost in tears when she talked about the rest.
At the entrance of the venue, two men wearing orange workers' uniforms slowly entered with a long and narrow box in their hands. Zhao Kai and others were watching outside, and a large number of security guards were inside to maintain order. Now those security guards
Who still had time to manage the scene? They all raised their eyes and stared at Su Rou on the stage, with saliva still in their mouths.
"Brother, I failed in my mission this morning. I will succeed this time!" the wretched man roared angrily, feeling very upset about what happened in the morning.
"Haha, let's go!" The man nodded, took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, handed him one, and said, "Have one to calm down your panic. Don't panic when working, otherwise there is a chance of failure.
Very high!”
"Don't worry, brother, I haven't forgotten your teachings to me!" The wretched man nodded heavily, took the cigarette and put it directly on his ears. Then he turned and left. The man with the middle-parted hairstyle beside him blinked.
He closed his eyes, turned around and sat down on the chair next to him.
"Hey, brother, isn't Mr. Su pretty?" The middle-parted man came closer.
"No!" the worker on the side responded hurriedly, "You must not be from Huainan City, right? I can tell you that Mr. Su is the first of the four golden flowers in Huainan City!"
"Really?" The middle-parted man's eyes widened in surprise.
The two of them were talking about each other, and no one thought there was anything unusual about this man with a middle-parted hairstyle. After all, they were both wearing workers' clothes, and the two of them were chatting so passionately, who would pay attention to his presence. As they spoke,
The middle-parted man's eyes glanced to the other side. Today's action is crucial. The one in the morning has failed. Now we are counting on this action. If it still fails, then we must retreat immediately. As for what the organization says
, that is another matter.
The wretched man carried the long and narrow box and walked towards the dark corner. There were many security booths in the auditorium of the tennis stadium, which were used for security guards to take a break during their shifts.
