Chapter 47: Mr. Qin, do you really think Fu Jiu is the Z of Spades?(2 / 2)

Not to mention the fat man and COCO, even the waiter standing next to him had a “more?” look on his face. The waiter was all like, “More?

But, of course, whatever the president says should be done!

Although this whole thing is very weird and not at all like the president’s usual style!

After all, it’s oddly unpleasant to have all those lobsters in one’s stomach…

After the waiter walked out, the fat man thought for a moment before saying, “Mr. Qin, do you really think that this Fu Jiu is the Z of Spades?Why do I always feel that he is a strange person.”

“He’s bent, that’s how the bent world is.” After COCO spoke up for Fu Jiu, he added, “But he seems to be nothing like the Fu family loser I remember, wasn’t he quite an insider before.”

“Inside?” Fatty a geek didn’t know.

COCO breaks his hand index: “philandering, show off wealth, no taste, just a standard thug, but he did not harm others, but that posture, let people look quite not to see. In addition, he is a curved, ostracized by others. “

“But he is also bent now, and he wants to sleep ……” The fat man suddenly paused when he said the word sleep!

Qin Mo played with the silver lighter between his fingers and raised his eyebrows with a cold smile, ”What else does he want to sleep? Why don’t you continue? Hmm?”

“Sleep …… sleep …… sleep …… sleep ……” The fat man really can t find words to say, and he wants to cry: “Sleeping me is not okay? “

“You?” Qin Mo turned the fuselage a bit, and his fingers paused!

Then, the voice got colder, like ice out of its sheath, killing: “He can’t sleep, his face is not online. “

Fatty: …… Why is the president attacking him for being ugly when he’s self-sacrificing!