Blue and White Society

  Chapter 332 Accidental Design Book

  After Letian watched a memory kill, Liu Wen, Zhang Hemoqiong and others became as close as a family.

   Sitting there was extremely stiff, and had to maintain a smiling and wishing appearance.

   In my heart, I cursed at the slaves of the three surnames.

   It was obvious that he was the one who booked the place to run Zhang He away, but now he pays for the family to eat...

  The situation changed too quickly, which made him a little autistic at the dinner table.

   Half an hour later, Liu Wen talked and laughed with Zhang He to visit the company and the laboratory, but he couldn't do anything.

  What else could he do? Zhang He directly stated that Liu Wen was taking care of the elderly. Although Liu Wen didn't need him to provide for the elderly, but he directly rose to the level of family affection, which is impossible to say.

  Watching the whole family leave, Le Tian held the phone and rubbed it repeatedly.

  He is hesitating whether to start using abnormal means.

   "Huh? Didn't she go with her?"

  Letian suddenly saw Mo Qiong go out, Shelley did not follow, but entered the elevator.

  He was so blessed that he put away his phone and followed him.

  Even Mo Poor can take her down. He believes that he is much stronger than Mo Poor. Maybe he can poach a corner, and then there is no need to use abnormal means.

   Following them into the elevator, Le Tian gave Shelley a decent smile.

  Shelley responded with a smile, and Le Tian took advantage of the opportunity to praise her. He had a good eloquence, and soon chatted back and forth with Shelley.

  When he reached the floor, he walked out side by side with Shelley and said: "Miss Shelley speaks Chinese really well. Do you want to go back to your room?"

   "Hmm," said Shelley.

   "The weather is so good, it's boring to come to Xiagang and be bored in the room after all this. Mo Qiong is really too. He only knows how to accompany the elders. Why don't I take you out for a stroll?" Le Tian laughed.

  After hearing this, Shelley turned around and showed a very bright smile.

   Le Tian's eyes lit up, seeing this smile like a flower, he was dizzy and thought there was something wrong with it.

  Unexpectedly, Shelley said with a smile: "Uncle, my husband is still waiting for me outside, I just came up to get my phone."

   "..." Lotte froze, as if struck by lightning.

  What did she call me? uncle?

  Le Tian stared blankly at Shelley, extremely stiff, the woman's words blocked him so much that he almost couldn't breathe.

  He is quite a bit older than Shelley, but he is only thirty-five years old this year, at most a few years older.

   This uncle made all the rhetoric behind Le Tian speechless.

   A few minutes later, Le Tian was watching Shelley walk out of the hotel, while Mo Qiong stopped the car outside and waited for her.

   Seeing Letian send his wife out, Mo Poor couldn't help frowning, and Shelley quickly told what happened in the elevator just now.

   "What? Do you want to fight?" Mo Poor heard this, rushed over and grabbed Le Tian by the collar.

  Letian's face was reddish purple, his suit was straight, his neckline was grabbed, and his tie immediately made him breathless.

  Wan never expected that Mo Poor would be so stubborn, and he would beat him without saying a word.

  He wanted to struggle, but Mo Poor clamped him tightly, and he couldn't break free no matter what. He quickly kicked his feet, trying to kick Mo Poor away.

  But Mo Poor is tall and burly, and his kicks are useless. On the contrary, Mo Poor slapped him completely.

   "If you want to fight, you should have said it earlier!"

   "Crack!" The corner of Le Tian's mouth twitched.

   "No, don't get me wrong, just chat casually, I have nothing to do with her."

   A group of wealthy people didn't expect Mo Poor to be so impulsive, and hurried up to try to persuade him to fight.

   Everyone is a respectable person, so if you have something to say, speak up, don't raise your fists.

   After talking about it, Mo Qiong let go of his hand, and pushed Le Tian to the ground.

   "Practice your body more! You bitch!" Mo Qiong hugged Shelley and left, and Shelley even glanced at him with a smile when he turned his head.

   Le Tian stood up in a hurry, but could only watch Mo Poor leave. After all, he really had no reason to hook up with a married woman. Brute force can't win people even more, and it's only him who suffers from fighting.

   "This country bumpkin!" He left without saying goodbye to the rich men, straightened his shirt with a cold face, took his secretary into his car and left directly, his hands were shaking with anger before leaving.

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   "Racked! Rude! Redneck!"

  Back to my office, very happy.

  What is it to know how to fight? Like a savage. This kind of person will not be able to enter the upper class in his life!

  Although he thought so, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

   "Calm down! Calm down!" The secretary hurriedly said, "Zimus overheard that Liu Wen has made it clear that he is retired from Zhang's Medicine, and Shelley also expressed on behalf of his father that he will officially join tomorrow."

   "The Zhang family has become a climate, and we don't have much time left."

Le Tian sat on the chair, and said after a long while: "I was thinking about it... I don't know what attracted Mo Poor to her. Facing my approach, she was more loyal than I thought. I don't think that woman looks like a flirtatious woman." Yes, it's clearly in order."

   "Ahem... this..." the secretary lowered his head.

   "What's wrong? What else did she say?" Le Tian stared.

   "Nothing." The secretary said hastily.

"Say!"

  The secretary said helplessly: "That woman also said... that you are too ugly, and dare to ask her out..."

   "..." Le Tian froze for a moment, inhaled in one breath, and didn't vomit for a long time.

   He gritted his teeth and repeated in his mind: so ugly, so ugly, so ugly...

   It’s not that you can’t get an appointment as a co-author, but because you think he’s ugly?

  Le Tian felt a surge of anger rising from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't suppress it no matter what.

   Where is he ugly? Does this foreign girl have aesthetic problems? Just like reckless people like Mo Poor?

   "Move a group of wimps and find a way to pass syphilis to Mo Poor."

  The secretary was stunned: "Mo Poor? Are you going to start with him? He is just a small person, but he just came up with some bad ideas. If you want revenge, we can find someone to beat him up."

"Revenge? Do you think I just want revenge? Without this little man, Zhang He wouldn't even be able to come up with bad ideas! Mo Poor's wedding is imminent, and as long as he gets syphilis, it's impossible to tell. Shelley will definitely stay away from him by then, so There is no way to talk about joining. Without this person making up his mind, Zhang He has nothing to worry about." Le Tian said.

   "Syphilis is not so easy to spread, unless he does something, which is very difficult for Zhimo, and it is more troublesome than killing him directly." The secretary said.

   Le Tian opened his eyes and said, "Then kill him!"

  The secretary sighed, thinking he still wanted revenge.

   "Well... now we all know that we are competing with the Zhang family... Zhang He's father is dead. If the best brother dies again, it will be too eye-catching." The secretary said.

  Letian was secretly in trouble, killing Lin's richest man was spreading a lot of diseases with wimps.

  So when killing Jang Hyuk's father, they changed to making horse wind, relying on a supernatural item.

   Unexpectedly, Zhang He was not suppressed and went bankrupt, but became prosperous again, and now they would repeatedly attack the same family.

   You cannot use the same trick twice, you have to use another method.

   "Go to Rabbit King's laboratory to borrow the 'Accidental Design Book', I will let him die for granted!" Le Tian said in a deep voice.

   "Ah? This... who... who will use it?" The secretary's expression changed.

   "That thing doesn't need to be used by humans. Some of the smart mice that can create culture have been recognized as a truly intelligent race." Letian said.

   "So that's it, Zhishu can finally be used to pay the price!" The secretary said clearly.

   "However, the use of supernatural items requires the consent of the Mouse King?"

  Letian frowned and said, "I'll tell my father that they don't have any money, and they still don't study!"

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  (end of this chapter)