Marrying a pet: My husband is so bad

Chapter 13 President, You Are Too Bad

After Cui Xiaoxiao finished speaking, she looked at Tang Qiaowan and sighed, "Oh, if I had known that you were going to play against that Xu Lu, I would not have asked you to come, there was no need to fight, she did it on purpose. No, I'm going to scold her under her Weibo, reveal her vicious true face, and let her fans see how disgusting the goddess they worship is."

Tang Qiaowan looked at her and shook her head and smiled, "I don't want it anymore, I don't mind, it's not a big disadvantage to earn 200 yuan with two slaps, and thank you for letting me come, otherwise, how could I have the opportunity to act? There is a chance to earn this 200 yuan."

Cui Xiao smiled and gave her a white look, "Xiaowan, you have fallen into the eyes of money, okay, let's not talk about it, go to the drama manager to get the money, those two slaps can't be in vain."

After walking a few steps, Cui Xiaoxiao said displeasedly: "What the hell, after receiving the money, I went to her Weibo to scold her parents who don't even know her."

"Smile, I know you're being loyal, but I'm really fine."

They talked and walked, but they didn't find a high-end and aggressive Dartz SUV parked not far behind them.

"President, what a coincidence! That Miss Tang is here as an extra. She has gone far away. Do you need me to call you back?" Luo Yi's voice sounded in the car.

"Go." A cold voice escaped from Long Yuchen's thin lips who was sitting in the back seat.

Luo Yi responded and got out of the car immediately. Just as he was about to call Tang Qiaowan back, Long Yuchen's cold voice sounded behind him.

"Go and call me the producer, director, and screenwriter."

Luo Yi staggered and turned around, "President, you are so bad, why don't you speak up at once? I thought you asked me to call that Miss Tang, but it's OK! President, please wait a moment Now, I'll call the producer, director and screenwriter right away."

"Third Young Master, did you know those two women just now?" The man who spoke had a mellow voice with a hint of laziness, and also had a perfect face that fascinated women.

A dark purple expensive business shirt, without a tie, only buttoned with the bottom two dazzling crystal buttons, and a handsome navy blue slim-fit jacket, which is mid-length, embellishing his golden ratio figure, and the whole person looks lazy and uninhibited There is wildness and nobility in it.

He—Gong Feimo, the sole heir of the Gong family, the head of the four major families in Yujing City, was born in a family of officials. I used to be in a military camp.

In the luxurious and comfortable seat at the back, besides him and Long Yuchen, there was another noble man with a good temperament.

Ling Yanxi - the crown prince of the Ling family, was born in the British aristocracy, the family power spreads all over Europe, the family has a big business, the most important thing is money.

He inherited the appearance characteristics of his father and grandmother, and that enchanting face has both the breath of the East and the breath of the West.

The bridge of the nose is taller than that of Orientals, which adds a bit of nobility and charm to him.

Especially the sparkling brilliance flowing in those brown eyes, which is enough to confuse the hearts of thousands of girls.

The three men have their own merits in appearance and temperament, but in terms of power, background, and ability, Long Yuchen is still better than the two of them.

Long Yuchen did not reply to Gong Feimo's words, and after withdrawing his gloomy gaze from the car window, he pursed his thin lips tightly and stopped speaking.

He is habitually dressed in an expensive jet-black shirt and a straight-fitting suit. He is domineering and awe-inspiring, but at this moment, his deep facial features are as cold and sharp as if they were covered with a layer of frost.

There was a cold and menacing aura exuding from his body, which made the temperature in the whole car seem to drop to freezing point.

Sensing his cooling aura, Gong Feimo, who closed his eyes as if asleep, couldn't help but take another look at him.

"Third Young Master, you need artificial snowfall to go outside, I'm afraid of the cold."

After getting into the car, Ling Yanxi, who hadn't raised his eyes at all, felt the temperature drop in the car, so he couldn't help but look up at him, and then plunged into the book he was holding in his hand, wishing to live in it. Go to the book.

(End of this chapter)