Chapter 238 – Hitting himself in the face. (1 / 2)

After Su Mei finished this sentence, she even made a moving expression of crying and laughing, a good acting.

Where do you know, Mr. Liu a raised eyebrow, “Who told you that the Z of Spades is your son Fu Ximing?”

“Huh? ” Su Mei froze at the rhetorical question and stood there at a bit of a loss for words.

Not only that, but her expression was synchronized into the camera lens.

Fu Zhongyi and that old boss surnamed Li are also a bit confused, the Z of spades is not Ximing, who else could it be?

“Fu total, although as an outsider I’m not convenient to say more, but this man should have to do the man’s bearing, today’s society which one is not outside to raise people, only to make the second son riding on the head of the eldest son, is really rare. “Mr. Liu’s voice is very light, his hand is still holding the wine.

The crowd wondered, according to reason, Liu is a boss who knows quite a bit, definitely would not say such words on such an occasion, could he be drunk?

After all, Mr. Li is a matchmaker here, he opened his mouth and wanted to speak for Fu Zhongyi: “Mr. Liu, you don’t understand, Mr. Fu’s oldest son really can’t hold a hand, what he wants is nothing, but also a bullish look, legend has it that he also …… likes men, which isn’t perverted? Fu total again generous also can not tolerate the son of this appearance ah. “

“Can’t get it? “Mr. Liu didn’t take the words behind him and only asked a rhetorical question with a light smile.

At this time the bright-brained Su Mei finally realized that there was something wrong, and just wanted to open her mouth.

But it was too late, to the point where Mr. Lee blurted out, “Yeah. “

“You mouth that can’t take the waste of Fu nine, is the spade Z.” Liu totaled the wine glass: “Fu, your two sons are indeed quite a bit worse, the former is too skilled, the latter will make a little bit of what the means of stealing numbers, well in the electric competition field spelled the strength, not what the means of the little three on the throne . Mr. Su, you guys are really addicted to impersonating other people, your son is impersonating at the competition, you came to the reception and still have to impersonate, Mr. Fu is looking at you, and it’s really a perfect match.”

Benton time.

Not only Su Mei, even Fu Zhongyi’s face froze, his cheeks were white and red for a while, how it tasted, only they themselves knew.