I! Billions of invincible identities

"Don't call me that in the future?" Yang Fan warned him sternly.

"Yes, got it, young master." The man looked at him stunned after speaking, feeling that he had said the wrong thing again.

Yang Fan looked at his fearful look, helplessly looked ahead, and then got into the car, a person hurriedly bypassed the front of the car, came to the position of the cab, turned over the front of the car, and slowly drove out of the basement.

"The eldest young master has prepared the clothes and shoes for you, just put them in the back seat, do you change in the car or go home to change?" Yang Fan could smell a small bone water on his body while sitting in the car, and he could only go home and take a bath.

"Send me home first." Yang Fan looked at the clothes placed on the side, navy blue suit, white shirt, red tie, the suit was purely handtyped, and it seemed to be an Italian brand, and looked at the shoes were even more expensive, and the belt, all of which were international brands.

This time he quickly came to the apartment of all nations, he hurried down with these things, went back upstairs, threw things on the sofa, came to the bathroom, washed it simply, and then changed his clothes, and when he took the elevator downstairs, the man had been greeting him at the door for a long time.

He opened the car door, and Liang Yang Fan got into the car, and then he drove the car and slowly drove out of the Wanguo Apartment.

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Zhong Qing received a call from Feng Siqi in the afternoon, and not long after the phone was put down, Zhong Qing had just walked to the main street when he saw Feng Siqi's car driving over.

"Get in the car and I'll take you to do your hair." A very fashionably dressed woman said to Zhong Qing, this person was none other than Feng Siqi.

Zhong Qing opened the car door, bent in and gently brought the car door, and looked at Feng Siqi, who was driving in front, "You are getting more and more beautiful, I can't even recognize you." Zhong was telling the truth, he hadn't seen Feng Siqi for two months, and now he and the previous Feng Siqi were really the same.

"You! Or this outfit, you, if you want to dress up more beautiful than anyone, you are the school flower of our school. The moment Zhong Qing got into the car, he passed and arrived at the simple and simple Zhong Qing.

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"Is there anything wrong with my outfit? I think it's good! I'm a teacher, of course I have to pay attention to the image, unlike you? You are engaged in clothing design and design, you can wear whatever you want, and others don't think you think of the strangeness you wear.

I'm going to wear your outfit to give a lecture to the student, and the student won't laugh and lose his teeth, the class won't go to class, and he will look at me, and if he doesn't know, he thinks I'm a monkey juggler. "

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Hearing these words, Feng Siqi became happy, "Why can't I go to class if I dress like this, what's the matter?" You are too old-fashioned, too conservative, you look at me for a while, you see me dressing you up like a fairy, you just don't have the habit of dressing, you just wear habits, these clothes can be worn. "

Zhong Qing shook his head in disapproval, feeling that what Feng Siqi said was simply unacceptable, if he was not a teacher now, if he was another employee, he could still accept his current thoughts and what he said, but his current identity was very special, and he had to dress more orthodoxically. _

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