Chapter 83 The boss is angry

   Blockbuster movies praising luxury cars flew by and quickly attracted everyone’s attention.

  Wu Qianqian is the closest to the luxury car. After a brief surprise, his eyes light up, and the whole person has become more reserved.

  The most surprised was the director of the program group. He glanced at the car and then at the license plate number. He already had guesses in his heart and hurriedly got up to meet him.

  Not long after, a young man who appeared to be in his early twenties in a formal white suit walked out of the back seat.

  Some viewers in the live broadcast room, after seeing the looks of the young people, suddenly began to talk all over the screen like a chicken blood.

  【Mom, it's my husband! 】

  【As long as there are a few peanuts, it will not be so drunk. This is obviously my husband who kissed me when he first went out. 】

  【Several people upstairs converge, and if my husband comes home later this way, I have to coax me. 】

  Of course, there are some people who don’t know the people at all. It's a bit confusing to see these remaining judges.

【what's the situation? Who is this person? Can anyone help me introduce it? 】

[I’m here, I’ll come, my husband is the prince of Zou’s media, a good brother who grew up with a pair of pants, the second master of Mingqi Real Estate, and even the big boss behind the social platform where we go online on weekdays is his uncle. It is the second generation of super rich in the rich circle with too hard background! 】

   [To sum up, my husband is rich, super rich! 】

  【How vulgar to withdraw money! You all fancy his money, I am different, what I like is his face! Fortunately, my husband and his little friends do not mix in the entertainment industry, otherwise there is no place for those little fresh meats. 】

  In the live broadcast room, because of Zou Hanming’s appearance, the barrage messages flew up one by one, almost blocking the faces of Ye Wanxi and others.

  The director of the program group confirmed Zou Hanming's identity as early as the moment he got off the car, and hurried to the car to greet him diligently.

  This scene fell in the eyes of some viewers watching the live broadcast, and they also remembered something in a daze.

   [I remember that Mr. Zou’s father, Mr. Zou, has a good relationship with the director of Radio X. The show we are watching now is invested by Zou’s media. So, this is regarded as the gold master's father visiting the scene to inspect the performance? 】

  【Yes, yes, every time before the show starts, the small advertisement is owned by Zou's Media, this is the living father of the money owner! 】

  Wu Qianqian did not watch the live broadcast this time, and naturally missed the audience's popular science.

  You can see the director's attitude towards Zou Hanming, and you can probably guess that this is a powerful character who cannot be offended.

   immediately raised a decent smile, and took the initiative to greet him: "This..."

  The words were not finished yet, Zou Hanming had already crossed her to Ye Wanxi's side.

   "Master Ye, I can be regarded as seeing you." Zou Hanming's face had a completely different excited smile when facing the director. Once he grasped Ye Wanxi's hand, he shook it up and down several times to declare his excitement at the moment.

  As everyone knows, this scene falls in the eyes of Feng Tianyu, who is coming a step later. It is a wretched man who smiles like a big idiot, licking Ye Wanxi's oil under the guise of his identity.

Feng Tianyu only felt that the line called sanity in his brain was broken. The little rabbit who was unwilling to stay in his arms was so scared that he kicked his legs and jumped into the driver's seat, just to blur the orchestra that turned his head and looked back. Shi a face.

  When the troubled orchestra flew: "..." Very good, the boss is angry, and Zou can go bankrupt!

  (End of this chapter)

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