Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

Such back and forth strength caused the boy's cheeks to reveal a touch of cherry blossom crimson when he raised his head.

He pursed his lips and frowned.

Miss Sonoko would not be so kind!

Suzuki Group is not involved in the apparel industry, but the apparel direction is the first to become popular and gain market after affluent life, and not just the neon market.

Also includes the entire Asian server.

At this point in time, even if the Suzuki Group spends money to create a clothing industry, it will definitely not be able to compete with the top-tier Fushahui company in the upper middle class.

It's like standing outside a cake shop, watching the people inside eating cakes, but wanting to step forward but there is a wall of glass.

so......

"Sister Yuanzi, you didn't want to pay money, did you say that?"

Gongsheng broke free from the comfortable palm, staring at the girl with scattered bangs in front of her, her cheeks so close.

It's the first time a girl gets so close...

But it's work.

"Sir, are you talking about money with my dear Yuanzi?"

The eyeliner that was originally gentle and charming suddenly froze, turning into a rigid and rigid, staring at the boy in front of her.

Sonoko withdrew and remade the cotton pad on the counter by the bay window.

Unhappy face.

"But Director Tomoko and I have a superior-subordinate relationship. Although Director Tomoko pays less money than the market, he won't give up money."

Transnational legal documents are still large-scale types, and they are normally handed over to the studio for processing. At least the price is several hundred million neon coins, and it will take a few months.

Public students belong to individuals, so the price is kept to a minimum, which is basically one-third of the studio's price.

But one-third of the price is earned by the public student alone, and there is no need to bring others to share.

The price can no longer be lowered.

"No, now the young gentleman and I are not superiors or subordinates."

Pouting his mouth, Sonoko's vigorous palm deep inside.

Wrench your fingers and start reasoning.

"Xiaolan and I are best friends, classmates from Sakura Class, and up to now high school classmates, and we are still roommates, living together, right?"

He glared at the boy in front of him, his eyes full of kindness and threat.

"Yep."

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he swallowed, Gongsheng had to admit that this was true.

"Xiao Gongsheng is Xiaolan's younger brother, and Xiaolan and I are sisters, so Suzuki Sonoko = Mao Lilan, Mao Lilan's younger brother = Suzuki Sonoko's younger brother, and finally concluded that Suzuki Sonoko's younger brother = Maoli Gongsheng, is there something wrong? ?”

To be fair, this is a very normal thing.

Suzuki Sonoko had to reason with the boy in front of him.

At least let him feel sorry and guilty!

"It seems to make sense... But if I'm Suzuki Sonoko's younger brother, why do I still have to work?"

If it's Suzuki Sonoko's younger brother, shouldn't he be accompanied by a maid?

Gongsheng was a little suspicious.

But I can't find a reason to refute, and I feel that the rebuttal is useless.

"In the same way, in fact, ten years ago, the public should call me sister Yuanzi, but they haven't called me for ten years. It's obviously a deliberate act, right?!"

He raised his index finger and pointed at the boy's forehead.

Yuanzi felt that the other party had begun to waver, and the other party was driven by his own thinking rhythm.

"This... I didn't mean to, and..."

It seems to be the case.

Gongsheng felt that his brain cells were not enough.

Today's brain cells were used up in the trial court, resulting in a blank state of mind.

Although blank will not fail.

"Okay, I can forgive the little gentleman for this matter, but this time, Yuanzi cooperated with the gentleman to deceive his best girlfriend, and didn't tell her that this house was bought by a certain boy."

Yuanzi counts the various crimes committed by the public.

Everything is enough for Gongsheng to become a cow of the Suzuki Group, plowing the land diligently every day.

There are only exhausted cattle, and there is no plowed land.

Therefore, it is necessary to squeeze the opponent even more, more, and harder, even to the last drop.

"That's right, it's my fault."