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9、【08】(2/2)

I went, it felt so picture-like. It sounded like a dead person in the pond was cheated out of water. Liu Sheng stroked the goosebumps on his arm: "What's the matter?"

After that, Chen Bang said, "Then... you're going to ask the boss. However, according to my speculation, they might be here to borrow money."

Because I'm poor.

***

After eleven o'clock, guests arrived one after another, including men, women, young and old, tall, short, fat, thin, poor, beautiful and ugly. It was really huge. Even the hotel manager came to Erchen at the reception desk and bit his ears: "Your relatives really have all kinds of things."

Before Chen Wangu could answer, a group of messages popped up on the screen of his mobile phone. Liu Sheng sent it, and he was eager to break through the screen: "Hurry, hurry up, look at the boss, back door!"

Chen Wangu ran away. Chen Bang was one step late and did not dare to let the reception desk be empty. He could only watch his back and scratch his heart.

Fortunately, when Chen Wangu turned around the corner, he happened to catch Meng Qianzi stepping into the door and glanced at him with a shocking glance.

Perhaps she noticed someone close to her, she turned her head in the direction of Chen Wangu.

Chen Wangu only saw her black all over, tight inside, windbreaker outside, mid-tube horse boots, and long hair spread into waves - of course he didn't know that Xin Ci used the curling rod to curl in the morning, saying that it was to increase his aura. If he knew, he would definitely express his opinion that baldness was the most aura, because no moves are better than moves, and no hair is better than hair. When he turned his head, it might be a black eye mask, a face was exquisite and fierce, a very thin twisted silk collar on his neck, and a huge old silver spider was perched on his head. The spider was extremely realistic, and his belly was a good old Nanhong. His foot was stretched out, just like lying on his neck to suck her blood.

...

Back at the reception desk, Chen Bang was impatient: "How is it? Did you see it?"

Chen Wangu held Chen Bang's hand and clenched it excitedly: "It's the same as I thought, no one who lost me!"

He looked sparse and ordinary, and he was so scared that he could not cover his head as soon as he was thirty. He had quite high requirements for Meng Qianzi, and felt that any place she was not in place would be forgiven.

Chen Bang and Youyou were honored and held back hard: "I said it long ago. If the boss doesn't do it, his ancestors and grandma will not agree."

The two were in love and coughed not far away.

Damn, the visitor is here, Erchen is normal in an instant. Chen Wangu coughed and took the sign-in book next to him. Chen Bang cleared his throat and picked up the iPad.

When I looked up, I saw that there were two more rows. The one who was leading the way was an old man in his sixties. He was wearing a clean and straight blue cloth jacket and a white green army bag washed off his back. He was passing the invitation: "Bahanzhai, Ma Erga."

Chen Wangu checked the post. In order to show his politeness, he stood up and returned it with his hands, and smiled in his face and asked: "Let's go straight, turn right, enter the hall, just sit by number."

After saying that, turn to the next one.
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