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214、I don't know what I can't forget

Just looking at Zhuang Chenxiang's appearance, it is indeed easy for people to ignore the legend of the most ruthless woman in the country. The white shirt and black trousers that were originally dressed in a white shirt with a bit of official temperament were set off as a soft workplace style when leaned against the man's shoulder. The wide puff sleeves were hanging playfully on Bai Haonan's arm, and the makeup was also good. The plum lip gloss and lazy thin eyebrows reduced her previous toughness to the greatest extent. Anyway, the female host was very lively, and she kept trying to ask about the origin of this mysterious fiancé. Maybe she was used to body language. When she asked Bai Haonan alone, she smiled and touched Bai Haonan's chest with a long interview microphone.

To be honest, it was a bit provocative. From the other party's eyebrows, Bai Haonan also felt that he could get started.

But at that moment, Bai Haonan was not moved because he clearly felt the fingers on his arm tightening. He was not reminding him, but clearly Zhuang Chenxiang was controlling his emotions!

This aunt's mood is an explosive gunpowder barrel. As long as it is stimulated, she might be able to draw a gun and kill someone immediately!

Bai Haonan also reached out to pat her finger and smiled, and simply responded that he was a Chinese who had traveled from the country. He used to be a monk. He did not decide to stay and work together until he met the beautiful lady around him, so that he would make this place full of dangers and live and work in peace and contentment.

These days, I have heard Zhuang Chenxiang and various news media say similar things at the training base. Bai Haonan is now an expert in nonsense. He can speak the life of a rich man like a mountain king as hard as teaching a young couple.

The female host didn't know that she was wandering on the edge of the razor, so she caught Bai Haonan's surprise and started asking about this point. It turned out that she was an interview reporter sent by the state TV station. As the mainstream society in Burma in the capital, she respected Buddhism very much, almost no less than that of the country. It was just because several countries here are not so sensitive, so the female host immediately turned the topic to this point. Bai Haonan was familiar with it and picked up the fruit in his hand to show it: "I still have to go back to cook for my unmarried wife and daughter. Then I will recite a dedication text for everyone here to pray for peace and wish everyone happiness and health."

Zhuang Chenxiang's angle is to look up to men naturally. Myanmar men are generally not tall, and she rarely feels that she needs to look up at the very close distance. At this time, she may really feel why the adjective of looking up is not only dynamic, but also psychologically.

Bai Haonan is indeed different from any man she comes into contact with in her life. She does not have the aura of mountains, books, nor the fierce and fierce aura of desperation. She is more of a tall, clean, healthy and peaceful atmosphere. She is said to be a player in the past when Bai Haonan was not a competitive guy. Now she seems to have gone to Tianlong Temple and feel more compassionate. She closed her hands and closed her eyes to start chanting scriptures, which made Zhuang Chenxiang unable to help but follow her husband and wife. She stood with one hand and lowered her head and immersed in the chanting scriptures. Even if she could not fully listen to it clearly, it was clearly different from the previous two times when she listened to Bai Haonan, a fake monk, chanting scriptures with a smile.

The female host can immediately fold her palms in front of the camera and respond.

It's very magical. Even if Zhuang Chenxiang is listening to the voices of men and women at this moment, he will no longer have the murderous intention that seems to be bursting out.

When I opened my eyes again, my smile was gentle.

Bai Haonan nodded and signaled to Zhuang Chenxiang. The woman raised her head and pouted at him. Of course, he stretched out his head and kissed her. Then he said goodbye to the crew and turned around and left.

But after a few steps, Zhuang Chenxiang simply ended the interview and asked the follower secretary to arrange a crew visit, and turned around and quickly followed.

In fact, there was no intimate action. They just walked up the steps side by side, without even talking, but it seemed that each other could step on each other's steps. They could walk with just two steps. Anyway, even Bai Haonan, the old bird, felt it was meaningful.

The love between men and women is really a mysterious thing.

Su Mi'er stood at the entrance of the third stairs with her hands on her hips, pouting and pretending to be angry: "I have seen you drive back a long time ago, so I've been talking about something!" As she said that, she was still two steps away, so she jumped up directly. Of course, she was satisfied and was steadily caught by Bai Haonan and was now very confident.

Zhuang Chenxiang smiled and reached out to help her daughter push the scattered hair behind her ears: "It just so happened that the host of the National Television Company was interviewing me, so she said a few more words and interviewed him. The host looked a little sexy!"

Su Mier immediately looked wide and clenched her fists and turned fiercely: "Where?! She must tear her face!"

Bai Haonan did hold her like a doting daughter and hug her to the male and female bodyguard standing in the corridor who dared not have an expression. Zhuang Chenxiang naturally held his arm and made the mistress full, but asked Bai Haonan: "He told the reporter that he was coming back to cook for you. Let's look at his craft today?"

Su Mier laughed again: "Really?"

Bai Haonan was not angry: "It's okay to peel a mango, but I never cook. What did I do when I hire a chef? I fool people..."

When he closed the door with his heel, Zhuang Chenxiang spread his hands in front of his daughter, but he also spread the long hair that had been plated spread out, pouring down like a waterfall. The dignified temperament of his whole body further dissipated. He kicked off the high heels on his feet and walked into the living room a little lazy, throwing himself into the sofa with no posture, lying down: "Then you can always go to the kitchen to give some advice to change the taste. I'm tired of eating the tossed and turned tastes. I can't change the chef casually. Mi'er came over to rub her legs for her mother. She was exhausted today."

Bai Haonan really wanted to say that it would be better to mix the two jobs, but he still put down the corn and went to the kitchen in the back to communicate with the chef and maid. This landlord-like corrupt life is easy to accept. These countries seem to be less strongly aware of the concept of equality for everyone in China, and the subordinate level between masters and servants seems to be natural. At first, Bai Haonan was really not used to it, but when he could just drink a glass of water, he could enjoy it, and it would not be so difficult to adapt.

In fact, it was mainly because Bai Haonan accidentally bought some wild game and chili from a mountain villager on the roadside these two days. He took it back and told the chef to make some dishes according to the spicy flavors of Jiangzhou. Zhuang Chenxiang tasted quite fresh and liked.

When he shook into the living room and sat in the single sofa next to him, Bai Haonan remembered what he had just met. He took out Glock, who was thumping his waist, and told the story all over the place. Su Mier didn't care about any unlucky guys, and she massaged her mother in her hand but couldn't bear to leave her here: "Sit here, I haven't seen you for a whole day, why are you doing that far?"

The little girl who was kneeling on the sofa turned around was full of emotion and expression. Bai Haonan smiled and touched her before leaning on her to take a break of the magazine. She found the entire board-packed bullet box from under the coffee table and started to add bullets. Su Mier quietly put her feet into his waist and rubbed them.

Zhuang Chenxiang looked at Bai Haonan fiddling with the gun, as if an ordinary man in the family was tinkering with cigarettes, wine and tea. He took off the pistol from his waist and threw it over: "Pull me by the way... How do you think this can be fixed?"

Bai Haonan knew what she meant: "It cannot be done with it. Now many people in the town rely on these things to live on. Before they find a serious business that can make money, they can only keep doing these things."

Zhuang Chenxiang admired it and said: "So when you tell me this, you will understand that when you meet someone who is either thinking about making money from pornography, gambling, or drugs, or pretending to be serious and teaching me to cut the mess and clean up all these things. They are relaxed. I have to support so many people, and if everyone's financial path is cut off, they will rebel. There are all kinds of shareholders behind it, but I have to think of a way. I can't keep going like this. Football can change the image and bring a lot of charity poverty alleviation funds, but this money has to be spent on publicity and appearance. If the image is good, it still cannot make money. I am very anxious!"

Bai Haonan nodded, loaded Glock's bullets, and then removed the sleeve and wiped the gun chamber with a cloth towel. This was also a habit he had when he lived here. After all, it was a waste of resources to not wipe and maintain such a good gun as the Warriors often.

Zhuang Chenxiang was dissatisfied and grabbed a pillow and crossed her daughter to hit Bai Haonan: "Well, um, I don't care, I have to think of a way for me!" Unconsciously, she brought a nasal sound. She was a master who was good at using her female identity, but just restrained herself in front of her daughter. Anything she could reveal would make Bai Haonan feel swayed, especially this invisible tone.

Su Mi'er hadn't reached such a deep experience. She was kneeling in the middle and had no physical contact on both sides, so she wouldn't think more. In her opinion, the highest form between men and women must be the blind date of the skin: "Mom is telling you, think of a way!"

Bai Haonan smiled bitterly: "I am a failed football player. I'm just a careless person to ask me to be a football coach. I'm just thinking about the rest, but it's not like a fire."

Zhuang Chenxiang used this topic to release his emotions: "It's just that the fire is burning. Now it's the cold season. After spring, it's rainy season. At that time, the river beaches are gone, and the livelihoods of the entire town will enter the most difficult time. If there is no drug trafficking, there is no casino, I don't even have the money to maintain the barracks and basic material conditions, electricity, communications, gas, and tap water may be cut off at any time!"

Bai Haonan could only make a shocked face: "Damn, I never thought of such a thing..." He only knew these geniuses that these countries did not have their own basic livelihood facilities, and basically brought wires, water pipes, and gas from other neighboring countries. The communications used by the entire country are also from China. Only by this comparison can we know that everything is a state where everyone in the great country can cover the sky with one hand, and in these places it may be cleaned up at any time.

Zhuang Chenxiang indulged himself: "You must think... you are like Mi'er. This is also your family business, you must think!" He also gave his daughter a wink.

The silly Su Mier immediately crawled on Bai Haonan's back and acted coquettishly, but she didn't notice the tenderness in her mother's eyes. Perhaps a woman who was too tough would appear particularly weak once she relaxed.

It’s really not that Bai Haonan, who is illiterate and politically ignorant, has to come up with some tricks, just act coquettishly, cheat, and be comforted by taking high ground.

Otherwise what else can I do?

As a result, Bai Haonan dismantled the silver pistol and then spoke slowly: "How about this... setting up a shooting range, the huge one, known as the largest in Asia and even the world, isn't it just a territory? We have a lot of land here, and various guns piled up to sell bullets. You may not know how many people in China want to play with guns but don't have the chance."

Zhuang Chenxiang's eyes lit up but her body was still lazy and did not move: "Isn't there any in the town? The business... isn't it normal?"

Bai Haonan shook his head: "Be bigger and stronger, I am doing football in the country. There are only one temple in Tianlong Temple. It has a huge influence. Hundreds of people watch each game. But when we arrive in the capital, tens of thousands of people recite scriptures in unison, and tens of thousands of people arrive in each game. You can calculate what the income is like just the ticket. I am doing fitness in Guixi, China, and I only serve as a personal trainer for one boss. It is 100,000 yuan a month. I can't meet a sucker. I can't bring a few people, but I can't bring a few people. But the scale of the football fitness center is larger and the flow of hundreds of thousands a month is easy. According to my partner, as long as I become bigger and stronger, I will be copied from all over the country.

Although the management cost of this fitness center is much higher, China is so big that it is for hundreds of millions of dollars to go public. You may have never seen the crazy grand occasion of domestic tourism in China. In those tourist attractions in Southeast Asia, I can meet Chinese tourists everywhere in Liguo. The Golden Triangle is mainly famous and everyone is afraid of something happening. But if it is done formally, we will not do anything, and we will concentrate on shooting ranges, pistols, rifles, machine guns and even mortars. The huge shooting range, as long as the reputation is spread, you can wait and see. Those who can come to play this are rich people. Today, the unlucky veteran reminded me that this business is definitely something to do."

Zhuang Chenxiang had slowly sat up and was seriously thinking: "To make it bigger...how to make it bigger?"

Bai Haonan said casually, but in fact, most of them still come from the business operations of Guixi: "If you want to do it, be regular, so that customers don't worry or be afraid. All staff must be regular. How can you do this kind of forced buying, selling bets cheat people to come to bet? Yes! There are also specialized people who organize tourists to come directly from China and live comfortably around the shooting range or in the town. We set up that beautiful primitive rainforest hotel. I have experienced this several times in China and China. Travel agencies, yes, I... can help contact the boss of Guixi. Her family business has a very wide range of ways."

Zhuang Chenxiang could only hear Bai Haonan's slight pause: "Is it a girl?"

Bai Haonan thought about it and laughed: "Well, as long as I have been to bed, I will never contact you again, but I have never been to bed with her, or I am just afraid of going to bed with her, so I am willing to run to the country."

Su Mier pouted when she heard this, Zhuang Chenxiang's attention immediately shifted from her difficult career. While gently pinching her daughter's ankle to comfort her, she leaned closer and asked with a smile: "I'm looking forward to meeting this girl who makes you afraid of going to bed. She's ugly and fat?"

Bai Haonan seemed to remember a friend he hadn't seen for a long time, and couldn't help laughing and shook his head. I wonder if he is like this now, is it considered as Yu Jiali's growth?

That girl should be more beautiful, too.
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