Jack read Leng Yan's Weibo again and still felt that he had no problem, "You said it yourself, if you come to your friends with this A4 paper signature, you will get unexpected surprises."
He was cold and speechless, "Who asked you to open it and read it? I didn't see that I wrote my dear cousin. I wonder if you saw my Weibo? Are you satisfied with the signature I gave to your friend?
In one sentence? How can the signature given to my cousin-in-law’s friend be worth thirty thousand? "
Jack lowered his head silently: "I thought these were two things..."
He thought Leng Yan first told his cousin-in-law about the autograph, and then told the fans about the fan meeting.
He looked cold and speechless, then waved his hand, "Okay, I can't let you find my real signature among these 30,000 applicants...wait..." It's not impossible~
Jack only felt an ominous premonition.
Sure enough, he only saw a cold expression on his face, and then he said to him, "Go and collect all the thirty thousand signatures, and then let the specialized people find my three authentic signatures."
He didn't believe it. He really couldn't find Xi Yuxie's woman.
Xi Yuxie, humph, you will be dead when I find my cousin.
And Jack stared at Leng Yan with wide eyes in disbelief, "Leng... Mr. Leng, you... you can't be serious, can you?"
"Do you think I'm joking?" Leng Yan said seriously.
"Xi Yuxie still has a hobby of singing?" Su Wenrou rummaged through the boxes in confusion.
"Mr. Gong, let's go next..."
"Renxingtang was completely destroyed, and not even the body was found? Haha~" Sigong Fan put out the cigarette butt in his hand, and his knife-like face looked a bit hazy in the smoke. That bit of haze and fierce murderous aura.
It spread slowly, and the last sneer was a bit oozing but also had a somewhat meaningful flavor.
After cooking some noodles and eating enough, I wandered around the villa boredly.
Sigong Fan's long and narrow eyes were filled with frost and deep inside, "So many people disappeared like this for no reason. Do you think... is it possible?"
Elf century.
He has always been a rival to Xi Yuxie and has no regard for anyone, but today he found a more interesting prey.
…
How could Xi Yuxie like to sing? It was just installed by the way during the renovation. This set of speakers was almost moldy at home.
Jack's heart: It's quite similar.
…
But Sigong Fan suddenly smiled. His thin lips formed a perfect outline, his voice was low and hoarse, and his eyes were full of interest. "Su Wenrou~"
"Such an interesting person, I should go and meet her in person."
But in reality, I could only retreat without tears.
The confidants dare not speak.
Su Wenwen sat cross-legged in front of the TV, then studied the instructions, and then opened the newly delivered microphone.
Let’s talk about Sigong Fan who failed for the second time.
Su Wenrou looked lazily at the darkness outside, and Xi Yuxie hadn't come back yet.
The confidant next to him trembled a little when he heard Sigong Fan's words, "Yes... yes, even the surveillance has been erased."
After the five A-level mercenaries were defeated by Su Wenrou for the first time, Renxingtang was asked to deal with the Kuang Gang for the second time, but the result...
Then his eyes fell on the high-end speakers under the TV, and then the complete set of equipment in the drawer.
"Yin..."
Turn the volume, and a harsh sound comes from there.
"Master, you don't want to sing, do you?" the voice of the Lord of the Rings suddenly came.
"Would you like to hear your master show off my singing voice?"