My Third Gentleman

Chapter 944, the last stop (3)

Wushuang shook his head again, squinted his eyes, and shaved the nose of the man sitting opposite him, "Mu Jinchen, I know you also have little secrets that I don't tell, but I won't ask, wait until you Say it when you want to tell me."

"So sleepy, I'm going to take a bath and rest for a while."

Mu Jinchen looked at the beautiful figure who approached the room lightly, his thin lips could not help but bend, thinking of something, the arc quickly calmed down again.

Is it a secret?

How should he tell her about the life experience that he doesn't even want to mention?

Mu Jinchen didn’t walk into the living room until the little woman’s figure disappeared completely. He habitually took out a pack of cigarettes from the cabinet under the table, drew a cigarette in his mouth, was about to light it, and thought about it again. Putting down the lighter, he bit his eyes in his mouth and turned a few times, bit, and finally put it out and put it in the ashtray aside.

This is his habit for seven years. Whenever he sits in this position, he can't help but smoke, especially when he needs a sober head, nicotine can always make him sober.

After a while, I made a call with John, "Recently, business with country R has been suspended. Except for some projects that have not yet been completed, new business will be temporarily suspended."

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"There is no reason, just do it!"

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"Also, ask if the 3D murals in the R Country Art Gallery can be auctioned privately. If the only portrait of a person can be privatized directly, it will not be made public."

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"John, you have a lot of nonsense these days."

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Wushuang's charm and outline are too similar to that of Xia Muxue. He really doesn't want to have any minor details because of this painting, but buying this one can hardly guarantee that the person will paint the second one, which is still a headache.

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The next day Wushuang saw the legendary Mr. Black Wolf’s parents on the farm of John’s family. Wushuang thought that Mr. Black Wolf was already sturdy enough, but didn’t want to. Its parents were even more powerful, with huge but vigorous bodies. The developed muscles, shiny black fur, let go of the hands and feet, and dash on the grassland at lightning speed as fast as the African leopard.

Wushuang saw his eyes straight, and suddenly felt that Mr. Black Wolf of her family was too awkward to live in S City, and there was almost no such thing as having four legs open for joy. Every time he went out to sneak it, it was just moving his hands and feet.

"Mu Jinchen, I suddenly feel that Mr. Black Wolf is so pitiful, or... No, I don’t want to, or we will take it to the club every week from now on, and let others take it when we don’t have time. Otherwise it will be too miserable, Mr. Black Wolf will become lazy, and he will have a lot of fat."

The little woman looked at the purebred Great Dane dog who was chasing me with surging eyes, and said with envy.

"Should we send it back?"

The man curled his lips, teasing what the little woman hadn't said yet.

Wushuang shook his head like a rattle, "No, you can't send it back. I'm not willing to say it, so I think about it a little. We will try to improve Mr. Black Wolf's living environment."

As Wushuang said, he really took out his mobile phone to call Ma Wu. It should be evening in S City. When I talked to Ma Wu on the phone a few days ago, he said that Mr. Black Wolf was a bit thinner and didn’t eat much. Every day, squatting on the balcony of Twenty-Nine and staring downstairs in a daze, Wushuang felt sad.

(End of this chapter)