Ba Song trembled and said his account name, account name and account number.
After speaking, he took out the little book he had taken up from his pants and said, trembling and said, "Sir, this is ... this is the number ..."
Feng Yan did not look up, and did not pick it up, operating straight.
Basong was at a loss, leaning forward slightly, and aiming at the number of Feng Yan's input on it, two million euros.
"First ... sir ... that ... that ... that ..." he was stunned. He originally wanted to provide the number of winds less than 300,000 euros.
I did not expect that it would be ... Two million, twice as much as he got his uncle.
Feng Yan's long finger pointers, then turned his head and looked at the stunned Batong, smiled and said, "Trust ... priceless!"
Suddenly, Basong felt a wave of upsurge in his heart, excitement, joy, but more admiration, admiring.
"Sir ... sir, if you still use me in the future, I have a lot of people who have a lot of liver and brain. I know you must be a very powerful person, I ... I ..." Batong said here, it turned out that it would be, it turned out that it would be, it turned out to be
The tears were full of eyes.
"You can hold money for the elderly, or do you do something, don't run a boat, especially this kind of snake head boat." Feng Yan got on the computer, and the burning cigarette was sandwiched between his fingers.
"Okay, sir, I listen to you, I stayed in my hometown with peace of mind when I go back. Mr., my home is ..." Basong said the address of his hometown, with expectations, "You have time in the future
Just bring your family to my family as a guest, I must be the above guests. "
"Hmm!" Feng Yan smiled.
Although Basong was a bit greedy, he also saw that he had a real heart. Greeting, maybe it was just forced life.
"You let your friend send the girl's hospital number!"
"Sir, the girl's medical expenses, let me pay it!"
"No, you get all you deserve."
Basong nodded gratefully, and he was so excited that he couldn't say a word. At this moment, the captain called and determined that he had received money.
Of course, let Basong take the phone to the wind to hear, and spoke some nice polite words.
Nympho
After Basong left, the wind lock the door, and packed with a paper bag with clothes into the bathroom.
Under the shower, Xia Yu Orange was still applying the bath liquid for the fourth time, and her skin had been rubbed red.
She was facing him back, so she didn't find him in. The dynamic and slender curve full of temptation was looming behind the water.
Feng Yan couldn't help but have a tight throat, and his body was tight and painful somewhere. But when he thought about the situation in his current situation, he took the desire to burn-hope to suppress it fiercely.
He put down the paper bag, then walked to the front of the mirror, opened his head to open the water throat, and rushed his face with cold water.
Looking up, he looked at the face in the mirror that was different from usual. A slightly complicated light in the amber eyes.
He touched the stubble on his chin, grabbed his long hair with his fingers, and then stood there, keeping silent.
In fact, he is thinking about the next step in his heart.
What kind of guess about what happened in city A should tell Xia Yu Orange?