1814. Chapter 1814 Secretary Rong who is strangely respected and intimidated [9]
"How dare you hit me?!"
"I hate violence the most! But..."
Taking the wet tissue from Xue Ying, Bo Jinghan wiped his fingers one by one, balled up the tissue, threw it away and threw it on Cen Jingsong's face, and quietly finished the turning point: "I hate people even more.
, insulting the people around me. "Thia, you bitch!"
"You keep saying this is cheap, that is cheap, how much more noble are you than us?" Raising his eyebrows, Bo Jinghan looked down at her, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, full of disdain: "It seems that I should let you defeat clearly.
Now you don't have any qualifications to negotiate terms with me. Money...I don't have any shortage, so even if I offer a price, you can't afford it. Even if you eat three meals a day and stay up to accompany big guys from all walks of life.
In my eyes, sports are just a fraction after the decimal point. I forgot to introduce you. The person who took the selfie with you as the background picture today is the apple of Qiao's Industrial. With this weight, I shouldn't need to explain it in detail.
Are you clear? However, you are lucky to have a photo with a truly noble daughter. Do you want me to send it to your mobile phone so that you can show off to your big bosses?
hehe……"
"What did you say!"
Cen Jingsong was dumbfounded. She shook her head vigorously: "No, it's impossible. Do you think I will believe you if you make up a sentence casually? That little girl with a big butt can't even handle a single thing on her body.
You don’t even have any luxury goods, so why do you say it’s the golden jewel of Joe’s Industry? Bah, even a pig wouldn’t believe it!”
"So you don't believe it either."
Bo Jinghan continued indifferently, and before Cen Jingsong could react, she slowly knelt down and frivolously scratched her red and swollen cheeks with the tips of her nails. When her hot face was scratched by her fingertips, she felt a burst of pain.
There was an inexplicable numbness and a slight suffocation pain that could not be described. But the sense of danger rushing towards her face made her shudder. Thia, what on earth do you want me to do!"
"Don't get angry, don't yell at me. I prefer obedient guys, and I never take the soft side rather than the hard side."
The fingertips were still lingering on her cheek, but Cen Jingsong was like a dumb wood at the moment, forgetting to resist and letting Bo Jinghan play with and trace the toy of her face. And the moving voice came from those crimson lips.
Between the petals, it overflows gracefully and gently.
Every word, every sentence, is extremely clear: "I am also teaching you, teaching you how to recognize the current situation. Not everyone is as vain as you, giving up an indifferent and peaceful life, and using those who are like you to
What you see as expensive is packaged into something that can be evaluated by money. Just like you...your outfit is worth this amount."
Bo Jinghan stretched out his other hand, spread his fingers, and waved it in front of Cen Jingsong: "From top to bottom, armed to the teeth, you are worth half a million. So those who like to play little stars will know at a glance that you are
Where is the bottom line? And you are used to using this bottom line to evaluate others, but you don't know that truly noble people never take these so-called luxury things seriously! "Thia, you are just...
The canary abandoned by Bo Junchen, you are not worth even 500,000 yuan without your sponsor!"
