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Chapter 373: Boyan Xiaoji (Ninety-three)

After hearing what Wen Chong said, the rich young master couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, what did you say? Don't you think it's funny?" The rich young master felt that he had never heard of such a thing in his life. A stinky divine silk actually had a strong woman with him. It's so funny.

The internet celebrity also covered her mouth and smiled.

Wen Chong said calmly: "Whether to bet or not?"

"No one will refuse this kind of bet that is safe to win, right? But what do you want to bet..." The rich young master thought he would not lose, but someone came to him to pretend to be 13!

Wen Chong still said calmly: "It's okay, you can do whatever you want."

"Then if you lose, let me beat me!" said the rich young master.

Wenkun nodded and then said, "Where have you lost?"

"I can't lose..." The rich young master said with confidence.

Wen Chong continued, "What if? Or do you dare not gamble?"

"Hmph? If I lose, you can do whatever you want!" The rich young master said impatiently.

"This kind of casualness... isn't it better to kneel down and call yourself an idiot, okay?" Wen Chong raised his mouth, and he felt indescribable confidence.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense..." The rich young master was already clenching his fists, then looked at the internet celebrity's face, waiting for the internet celebrity to express her expected answer.

The internet celebrity was understanding and was about to speak, but Wen Chong stopped him and said, "I want to say something before you answer."

The rich young master said indifferently: "Why waste that time? But just meet your requirements. Who made me a great person?"

Wen Chong stretched out his hand and said, "Wen Chong, President of Wen Group, I am very happy to know you."

There were several tables around who were waiting to watch Wen Chong's lively expressions suddenly frozen. They wanted to see a joke, but when they heard Wen Chong and Wen's group, they couldn't laugh.

They have only read Wen Zhong’s information on the news. For them, it is an unattainable place. And they would never have thought that Wen Zhong would come to such a place to eat. This restaurant is simply not as good as the canteen of Wen’s Group.

The internet celebrity stood there in a daze and thought to himself: "Wenshi Group... isn't it possible?"

The rich young man wilted instantly, like a withered flower. He didn't want to believe this, but no one would pretend to be the president of Wen's Group. His family's business depends on a branch of Wen's Group. Wen's words can cut off his entire family's business.

In other words, the rich young master's family has to rely on the Wenshi Group to have dinner.

Wen Chong didn't say anything else and said to the internet celebrity: "It's time for you to answer."

Wen Chong said it very strongly.

The internet celebrity looked at the rich young master.

When a rich young man thought, if he met an internet celebrity, he was a pure and ignorant person, what if he rejected Wen Chong, then he would really dare to beat Wen Chong up?

The rich young master nodded to the internet celebrity face, as if he was begging: "Promise him!"

Wen Chong glared at the rich young master and said coldly: "If you want to control the answer, I will let you die very rhythmically!"

When the rich young master was glared at Wen Chong, how could he dare to speak? He could only pray silently in his heart: "Damn! Don't agree!"

The internet celebrity face originally wanted to pretend to be a big 13, but when she thought that she almost failed to pretend to be a big 13 just now, she immediately stopped thinking about it. She had no reason to refuse Wen Chong! How many people dream of this? And the consequence of the rejection so she happily agreed: "I... agree."

The internet celebrity's face turned red because she felt happiness and the unique blush on her face. She had already fantasized about becoming the wife of the President of Wen in the future.
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