The Cold President's Best Master

Wang Jianchun squeezed a smile: "Lu Shao, the problem is, those two names are really bad!"

Lu Chong shook his head: "the person who calls you is really troublesome. You can't even joke!"

Speaking of this, he brightened his eyes and said with a smile, "the atmosphere is a little tense today. I'll tell you a joke and ease it!"

Zhu Jiaxiang clapped: "my brother-in-law's joke must be very funny!"

Those girls also looked forward to Lu Chong, and even Lin Yujing looked at Lu Chong with a smile. This guy looked serious and handsome, and his appearance was not serious and funny. In short, he made himself very happy and happy.

Wang Jianchun suddenly felt a little bad. The joke told by Lu Chong won't hook up with the word spring again.

He guessed right. Lu Chong was going to tell a joke related to spring.

Lu Chong said with a smile: "one day, Zhu Jiaxiang, Jiang Huatang and Liu Zongrui chatted together. They all thought their names were very nice..."

Wang Jianchun was relieved to hear that there was no one in it.

When Liu Zongrui heard his name, he immediately glared at Lu Chong. If this guy dares to arrange me in a joke, I'll fight with him.

Lu Chong continued: "Zhu Jiaxiang smiled and said, my name is Xiang. It's really nice!"

Zhu Jiaxiang immediately looked constipated. If it was written, it was nothing. It sounded the same as the Xiang character. Since the flying Xiang character had the meaning of Mitian Gong, Zhu Jiaxiang was sometimes embarrassed to call himself his name.

Lu Chong continued: "Jiang Huatang said, my name is Tang, which sounds good. Liu Zongrui said, my name is Rui, which sounds good. When it's Wang Jianchun's turn, he said, you talk slowly, I'll go first!"

Everyone immediately understood where the smile was. They couldn't help laughing and turned their faces at Wang Jianchun.

Wang Jianchun's sunny smiling face suddenly condensed.

Lu Chong looked at me with a smile and played this game with me. I had to force you to jump over the wall and reveal your true appearance!

Unexpectedly, a bright smile appeared on Wang Jianchun's face. He handed the red wine to a waiter and asked the other party to open the wine.

Then, he said to Lu Chong with a spring face: "no matter what you call me, I have no problem! I always have only one name for you, Lu Shao."

Nima, I didn't expect that this guy's city hall was so deep. If Lu Chong continued to deal with Wang Jianchun on such a problem, he would look like a villain. He said, "well, I'll call you wang Shao later!"

Wang Jianchun asked with a smile, "I don't know where you used to be, Lu Shao. Look at your skill, even those soldiers in the Chinese special forces can't catch up with you!"

Lu Chong smiled faintly: "I'm just an old driver. Otherwise, how could I be said to be unqualified to come here just now."

Then he glanced at Liu Zongrui lightly: "Liu Dashao, isn't it?"

Lu Chong's tone is very plain, but anyone can hear it. His strong sarcasm has turned his contemptuous eyes on Liu Zongrui. He is a fierce man like Lu Chong, who is self humble and is a driver. He Liu Zongrui fucking believes that he is really mentally retarded!

Liu Zongrui was irritated by people's despised eyes and asked angrily, "you clearly said you were a driver. Did you openly lie to Lin Yujing's parents?"

Lu Chong smiled: "I didn't lie. I'm an old driver!"

Liu Zongrui said coldly, "you dare swear to God that you are a driver!"

Lu Chong said with a smile: "I swear to God, I'm an old driver!"

Liu Zongrui wondered that the goods were not old enough. Why add an old word! And this guy's smile is so thief.

He shouted, "everyone heard that. This guy swore that he was a driver. Since he was a driver and his status was low, he was not qualified to appear at the reception."

He thought that other people would be like him and drive Lu Chong away because of his identity.

But unexpectedly, most people looked at him with disdain.

Liu Zongrui was stunned. You should despise Lu Chong now. Why do you look at me like this.

At this time, he heard people talking.

Someone whispered: "lying in the trough, Lu Chong claims to be an old driver. Liu Zongrui really believes that people are driving. Why didn't I find out before that this goods is so stupid!"

"Shan stupid? This guy is mentally retarded. I'm afraid he doesn't know what the old driver took me. The old driver overturned!"

Liu Zongrui was stunned by the discussion in the crowd. NIMA, the old driver, means God horse. Don't I know that he has become mentally retarded?

Wang Jianchun sighed. There was a real problem with the family education of Liu Zongrui's goods. His family focused on training him to become a person of the upper class, let him listen to opera and Broadway, don't let him surf the Internet forums, and put an end to his exposure to all things of the lower class. As a result, Liu Zongrui, a high-end and high-grade, was humiliated by Lu Chong.

He whispered: "Zong Rui, I tell you, the old driver is an Internet word, which gradually rose in the previous year. In wechat, post bar, penguin, microblog and other places, people with rich resources on hand will be called old drivers by admirers and those eager to obtain resources. Therefore, the old driver often refers to people who share resources online or show off their resources, and often accompanies the old driver The old driver took me and the old driver started again. When the old driver's resources failed to be sent, it was called that the old driver overturned. Later, people who saw the overturn would make up for the scene of the accident. "

Liu Zongrui was angry: "what a mess. I don't know. I'm mentally retarded? What logic!"

Wang Jianchun doesn't know how to persuade Liu Zongrui. The family education of this product is trained by a group of old men and women. He has always regarded the online world as a scourge. Up to now, Liu Zongrui doesn't even have a penguin.

In this field, if Liu Zongrui really didn't know that Lu Chong was deliberately teasing himself, he would really be mentally retarded.

He recalled what Lu Chong had done after he met him. He had to admit that he was really fucking good at writing. How could such a comprehensive and strong man be a driver.

He took a deep breath and suppressed his anger and shame: "Lu Shao is hidden. I'm clumsy!"

Lu Chong smiled faintly: "I'm afraid of showing my sharp edge, so I hide it. Such inconspicuous things as Liu Dashao, of course, should be displayed every day! Understand, understand!"