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Chapter 92 You Didn't Drop It, You Just Soaked Your Phone Directly Into The Wine Glass
Dare to be angry but dare not say this.

Jiang Ning ruthlessly hung up.

I just don't know what's going on today, and everyone calls and even wechat video.

At first, Jiang Ning was still in the mood to chat, until there were too many phone calls later.

This annoyed Jiang Ning.

How come everyone knows her phone number.

Someone who knew her phone number must have been tricked by them.

Connected one by one, told one by one that there was no time, and finally hung up.

Indifference.

By the way, put them one by one into the blacklist.

After thinking for a while, whoever disclosed her phone number is anyone's guess.

Not many people knew her phone number before, so after calculation, it was only four or five.

Dean Li, Anan, Song Yin, Yuan He, Jiang Li.

There are five in total, Jiang Ning wrote it down, glanced at it, and had a bottom line.

Dean Li is impossible, Jiang Li is impossible, Song Yin is possible, Yuan He and Anan will not unless their mobile phones are stolen.

Song Yin...

Jiang Ning's eyes darkened.

Find Song Yin's phone number and call it.

"Hey, who is it?"

I don't know what's going on over there, Song Yin's tone of voice is dragging when he speaks.

Jiang Ning: ...

"it's me."

"I don't know, I'm dead." Song Yin hiccupped, "Don't waste my drinking time, you know?"

Oh, this is not only dragging, but also arrogant.

There was another voice of persuasion from the opposite side.

"President Song, come, have another drink."

"Come on, come on, my young master has never had a drink in his life."

"Hey, what kind of wine is this? It's so bad."

"Yes, yes, Xiao Song's wine is naturally delicious."

Before hanging up over there, Jiang Ning was waiting, already knowing what was going on in his heart.

Within 5 minutes, Song Yin was so drunk that he almost fell down.

"Xiao Song, Xiao Song?"

"What's the matter? Say."

"Well, what's Miss Jiang's phone number?"

"Didn't I just say that?"

"I'm deaf and can't hear."

"Then I'll say it for the last time. If you don't hear me again, it's none of my business."

"Okay, okay, this time I promise to be the last time."

"18273707854."

Hearing this, Jiang Ning hung up.

Tapping the table with his fingers, thinking about how to make Song Yin have a long memory.

How about beating him half to death?
After thinking about it for five seconds, Jiang Ning rejected the idea.

No, it's too violent, why don't you beat me up?

Jiang Ning, who didn't feel more and more violent at all, decided happily.

If you suffer a little, you will naturally have a long memory.

Jiang Ning, who had made a decision, clicked on the game on the phone and had fun.

It's fun.

Can pass the time.

Various forces: ...

Fuck, didn't you say you don't have time, so what are you doing now?
What, are we wasting time?
gas!
After playing the game of Xiaoxiaole all morning, Jiang Ning cleared the level to [-] levels.

It's very simple, just move your fingers twice.

For lunch, Jiang Ning ordered takeaway and served it with rice.

The merchant is very thoughtful and added an egg.

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hotel.

Song Yin woke up with a headache.

Rubbing it with her hands, Song Yin suddenly remembered some fragments of last night.

The little ancestor called, and then he seemed to have committed suicide.

Thinking of this, Song Yin hurriedly looked for his phone.

I searched all over the room, but couldn't find it.

Call in an assistant and ask.

The assistant paused for a moment, his face speechless.

Song Yin immediately had an ominous premonition.

"Xiao He, don't tell me, I broke my phone."

Xiao He shook his head, "That's not true."

Song Yin breathed a sigh of relief, it's fine if there is no.

Seeing Xiao He stop, he said in a strange tone, "President Song, you didn't drop it, you just soaked the phone directly into the wine glass."

(End of this chapter)