Every time I say something, I have to look at Mr. Lu.

But he didn't want it. When Chen Zhu asked Mr. Lu about the situation, Mr. Lu used his lip to remind him, "Not good."

She had no choice but to cooperate with Mr. Lu to fight for misery.

At this moment, Lu Yao looked at her silently. Amanda shook her head: "I will ask occasionally, it should be...who cares about your current situation."

Lu Yao sneered, but he didn't see her coming to care about him, so he would have something to worry about when he ran to others.

I have been walking for a week, and I only sent a message on the day I left: [I have some private matters and may have to stay outside for a few days.

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Are you going to hang him?

Lu Yao pulled his tie irritably, thinking that he probably owed her in his previous life.

Lu Yao's mind was filled with Chen Linhuan's cough. He frowned. He couldn't figure out that she had messed up herself in just a few days.

I can't figure out why I'm so cheap.

The phone rang, and it was Chen Linhuan's news.

[I'm here to worship my grandma today.

My grandmother treated me well before her death.

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He glanced at him irritably and turned upwards.

It's all her stupid words.

[I have some private matters, and I may have to stay outside for a few days.

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[I went to meet Yun Chao today. Yun Chao is a doctor of medicine and I met him very early.

I used to study medicine, but later I changed my choice.

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[When I was in college, I registered a small company.

I took me with me, there were only four people.

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[Bosheng is actually an empty shell.

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Only the first one, he replied [Yes.

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Nothing afterwards went back.

He could guess that she was talking about him, but wanted to explain, but couldn't speak, so he could only start with some details.

So he was waiting patiently.

He knew Chen Linhuan knew what he was waiting for.

But for so many days, she was still not ready.

Lu Yao pulled off his tie again, and the collar was half open, not knowing what he was still sticking to.

I don’t know what Chen Linhuan is going to do. He said he had divorced and was holding him back. He didn’t want to be honest, but he acted like he wanted to be honest.

Lu Yao lit a cigarette and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out.

The vice president of Fengchen Entertainment came to ask for instructions, "Chu Yan knew that President Lu was here and wanted to see you."

Lu Yao remembered some bad memories and replied coldly, "I'm not seeing you."

The deputy general secretary left for a while, and not long after, Lu Yao's phone rang.

Chu Yan's voice was a little furious, "Lu Yao, do you want to hold such a grudge?

I'll endorse you and you've made me so bad."

Everything she has had recently had, and almost all was related to Fengchen, mainly because she was guilty and always felt that Lu Yao was messing with her.

Lu Yao was impatient, "I'm not that idle."

Just normal resource competition.

Chu Yan was silent for a moment, "Then help me, I'll exchange it for you."

Lu Yao smoked a cigarette and hummed in ambiguously, "Then I have to see if it's worth it."

Chu Yan seemed to be outside, sucking her nose so cold that she was sucking, but she was very confident and her voice rose, "About Chen Linhuan."

Lu Yao paused with cigarette hands, and after a while, he spit out a word, "Say."

Chu Yan smiled charmingly, as if mocking him, "On the day she had tattoos, Chu Shao asked her, since it was Lu Yao who knew Lu Yao's strength, it would be better to tattoo Chinese characters, which looks better.

She said no, and Chu Shao laughed at her. It was indeed a name for her! She didn't deny it."

The smoke from Lu Yao's fingertips had been lit for a long time, and the ashes had fallen down. He didn't even notice, "If you want to lie, I will make you die miserably."
Chapter completed!