Chapter 121 – Qin Shen Slaps His Face (2 / 2)
by Jessie@AFNCC“That’s right.” Qin Mo flicked his racket and said something inexplicable.
Fu Jiu listened to the clouds, completely unaware of the Great God’s point, but this did not affect her to continue to be handsome and smiled towards Qin Mo.
Qin Da Shen felt that there was no problem with what he was doing.
Since someone had bullied his brother, he, as an older brother, of course had to take it out on his brother.
Fu Ximing, however, still did not know when he had messed with the man it, knots stood outside for forty minutes, a small handsome face was looked at the embarrassment of the full.
There are also guests who treat him directly as a secondary coach, beckoning him over to pick up the ball.
This scene was just seen by Fu Zhongyi and his group who came out.
Fu Ximing couldn’t hold out any longer, and gave a fierce look toward the guest, “You’re the one picking up the ball!”
The customer was also annoyed, “What are you standing here for if you’re not picking up balls!”
Fu Ximing said he couldn’t tell he didn’t even go in the door, only using brute force to rush toward the outside.
“Fu Shao, what’s wrong? Where is Young Qin others?” That line of people asked hurriedly.
Fu Ximing has no place to spread his anger, directly said the word: “roll”, anyway, these people are not as rich as their family!
The faces of those elders immediately changed.
Fu Zhongyi still wants to explain, “This child ……”
That guest, however, sneered, “Huh? Young Qin? He can’t just see Mr. Qin whenever he wants to? He’s been standing outside for more than half an hour, and it’s obvious that he’s been rejected by Mr. Qin, but he still won’t give up, I’ve seen this kind of person a lot! I’ve seen this kind of person a lot! He thought that after playing tennis twice, he would be able to get on Qin Shao’s good side, but he ended up getting himself all fired up, snorting! What kind of big money is this?”
Just such a sentence, said Fu Zhongyi in an awkward position ……
After watching this scene, the black-clothed bodyguard walked back in and whispered a few words in Qin Mo’s ear.
Qin Mo didn’t even change his expression, holding the racket in his hand, his voice was light: “Got it.”
But even so, the bodyguard can also perceive that this time, clearly is their General Manager Qin set up a bureau ……
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