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    Qin Mo narrowed his eyes fiercely, the bottom of his eyes deep and icy: “Still not opening the book? Do you want me to knock off your claws?”

    Hey, the big god is arrogant again …… Fu Jiu lazily stretched his waist, or don t tease too much, it will cause a rebound effect.

    Fu Jiu thought, holding a lollipop, stretching out his hand, a mouse click, quickly invited the highest bidder, “I’m the agent of the god’s family” player into the game copy.

    “I’m the agent of the Omikami family? What a strange nickname.” Fu Jiu started his location while chatting privately with Qin Mo.

    Qin Mo swept a glance at that player and a cold light crossed his deep, dark eyes!

    The agent was still there getting his kicks, asking the assistant next to him, “What do you say when you ask the president by name to make a move? “

    The assistant scrunched her neck, “Just, just type ……”

    Just typing? The beauty that is the agent, who would have thought that he would have turned the tables and become a landlord one day, only just about to put his hands on the keyboard.

    Just then, I saw a sentence appear in the game: ”Are you going to go offline now, or do you want me to call and force you to go offline? Feng Da Broker. “

    Feng Yi didn’t expect his identity to be dismantled just as soon as he arrived, and his back was suddenly shaken.

    He also heard his president say over there, “It seems that the company has given you too few tasks lately, giving you all the time in the world to play games? Start working overtime for a week tomorrow.”

    Feng Yi: ……

    Wait a minute!

    He paid 50,000 dollars to come and enslave the president!

    Not for the president to better enslave him in the future!

    What a hit book, Kenburn is a pit!

    He must have just had a hole in his head to think of taking the opportunity to enslave the president.

    What happened to the promise of paying to get in?

    Deception!

    Feng Yi was practically on the verge of tears.

    For fifty thousand dollars, he only enjoyed the thrill of being abused.

    Sure enough, he shouldn’t have messed with the president!

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