"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to take it to your airport, and the private plane can take off at any time."

After seeing Taylor off, An Haimei took a rest for a while, then took out her cell phone, hesitated for a moment, dialed Quanjiyong's number, and her tone was fascinating:

"Oba, why didn't you come? They have been waiting for a long time."

For a moment, Quan Jiyong took it as a misunderstanding when he entered the wrong room before.

But soon he woke up and roared:

"Damn Bichi, are you humiliating me?"

An Haimei smiled:

"Oba, what happened?"

"The full base swim almost didn't explode:

"Xiba! Ki! Bichi! You're dead! You and your shit champion will all die! Wait, you will know how powerful I am tomorrow."

An Yuejing laughed.

The unscrupulous smile made the branches tremble.

"interesting!"

“It’s so interesting.”

"Quan Xiansen, there is one thing I didn't tell you, I can tell you now."

Quan Jiyong was stunned, and his intuition was not good:

"What's up?"

An Yaojing's voice is so sweet:

"Mom, I spent a lot of money to smell your popularity to crush several other people."

"And, the wallet you picked up was also Taylor's."

"Oh, by the way, Taylor has a habit of installing a camera in the room when he stays in a hotel."

"Hehe, Oppa, who gave you such arrogant confidence? Can you destroy us by relying on the popularity of the Internet?"

"You should think about it now and how to correspond to tomorrow's explosive headlines."

"How to draw the topic to attract attention?"

"I have to think about it."

The whole foundation swims like being eaten by lightning.

After reacting, he rushed to the computer like a mad dog.

He wants to delete the previous short essay.

But what's strange is...!

Unable to delete.
Chapter completed!