Chapter 135

Author: Trojanrw

Chapter 135

"I really can't think of ... Grandpa's house is actually in the diamond."

In the same sentence, Han Yi used Chinese and English bilingual, and sent to three people in two chat applications.

"In the Chinese area? How can it be?"

This is Xu Yiru's voice in the group.

"Is it very close to us to eat Sichuan cuisine?"

This is the text news that Zhao Yizhen followed closely.

"Diamond ... on the east?"

This is the message that Madison-Bill WhatsApp returns the second second.

Later, I also followed a moving picture of Snoop Dogg "Drop It like it's hot".

"This dogg?"

"Yeah, this dogg."

"That's really hard to imagine."

Madison, who focuses on returning to Han Yi's news, is sitting in front of the ice cream shop in the Ferfaxon market, in front of me ... not ice cream, but a bottle of Poland Spring.

Bill's most accustomed mineral water, even if she came to Los Angeles, she did not learn the luxurious way of drinking water in Hollywood.

For Madison, her tongue can taste the water quality of mineral water ... and the expensive luxury goods such as Fiji Water are too "heavy".

It sounds like a lunatic, but this is the weird and interesting world of Madison-Bill.

The reason why the farmer market came on Saturday, it was not possible to kill and taste deliciously because there was less than a month from the beginning of the tour. Han Music's dance teacher for her and Bili, as well as her own personal fitness coaches.

Give her a death order. Before taking office, you can't take a little calories other than the plan.

"I think he lives on your street."

"I thought so too, but I ran for an hour on the highway."

"Who are you chatting with, McGrady?" Friends Isabella-Jones returned to her with a plate of avocado sauce corn slices, scaring Madison, and subconsciously buckled the screen of the mobile phone.

"Some people have the situation." Isabella frowned, and the sharp eyes of detectives shake on Madison's face, "New Crush?"

"I do n’t grow an old crush." ​​Madison's chest was undulating twice, and quickly returned to normal.

"Why do you look so ghost with the boss ... wait, which boss?"

Isabella's finger was placed on her lips and recalled it thoughtfully.

"In the" Hollywood Report "you have seen, the boss who acquired UTA? That spicy Asian paper cup cake?"

"Asian paper cup cake ... what are you talking about?" Madison stretched his forehead with one hand and shook his head with a bitter smile, "But, yes, it's him."

"Oh, wow."

Isabella widened his eyes, leaning his body in the direction of Madison, and whispered lowly.

"Somebody Wanna Bang Her Boss!"

"I don't, God!"

Madison looked at the neighbor table of empty as well as Isabella's arm.

"Saying this in a city full of paparazzi, do you think I didn't get enough TMZ?"

"What a good exposure." Isabella spread his hand, and his smile gradually became gossip. "And, how good, I can’t believe you have never told me ... tell me, where did you progress?

One step? Is his lips soft? "

"Bella, listen to what you are talking about."

At this moment, Madison is very fortunate that her makeup today can cover her face that has begun to have a fever.

Thank you, feenty beauty!

Thank you, Rihanna!

"Just kidding and joking, I will never date my boss ... it is neither professional nor moral." Speaking of this, Madison remembered the Kardashian family stalk with Han Yi, and couldn't help laughing.

After coming out. She waved her hand quickly and explained, "Sorry, I just think of this and feel funny, Bella, don't ask for it, I don't want to mess with my new contract because of these."

"All right……"

Isabella Jones turned his eyes, and then showed a more cunning smile, put his hands on the table, and said one by one.

"Then you -otherwise introduce me to know?"

"What?" Madison raised the tone unbelievable, "What is introduced?"

"I, and your boss." Isabella-Jones's index finger swing back and forth between Madison Bill and himself.

"This can't ..." Madison quickly stepped on his tongue and stepped on the brakes, "But why, Bella?"

"Let's see ..."

Isabella-Jones counting his fingers.

"Rich, spicy, richer, attractive, 100 million US dollars rich. Woman, I'm not his artist, do you need to ask me why?"

"You ..."

Madison opened her mouth and found that she couldn't refute the reason Isabella's reason, so she could only pose a spoonful of avocado sauce with corn slices and stuffed it into a friend's mouth.

"Get a life."

The request that can't be rejected by the word can only be used to make it with jokes.

Hearing Madison's ridicule, Isabella sprayed with nostrils and refuted while chewing.

"Get a man!"

"Oh, haha, God ..."

On the other side, Han Yi, who was immersed in the chat interface of the mobile phone, suddenly heard the hoarse laughter of the Kian Gelifen tone in the driver's seat.

"What's wrong, Ki'an?"

"It's okay, the boss." Kean bald bald mouth, and couldn't help but laugh, "No, it's just this street, it's really familiar. Do you see that sign?

Many years ago, I came here to find him with Serge ... After negotiating, my memory is still fresh. "

"Wow, I didn't expect him to live here for so long." Han Yi picked his eyebrows.

"Yeah, he lived in Clemont before, it should be ... 98 years, I moved here. Yes, it is 198 years, I remember very clearly, after he signed a contract with No Limit." He glanced at Han

Yi, Ki'an Griffin instantly understood the source of the other party's surprise. "After so many years of fire, I still live in Los Angeles, it is surprising, boss."

"Indeed." Han Yi slightly shot, "I thought it was at least in the place like Malibu."

"Snoop has chronic back pain, and there must be a wet place. The desert east is in line with him." Ki'an Griffin pointed at a white bungalow that passed by quickly from the left. "Here is his recording studio.

Most albums are made here. We call it the church '. "

"When did you leave Soc, Ki'an?"

"In 2001, he just came out of the prison and had to do those blood gangs. I persuaded him, Andre also persuaded him, but Sug did not listen. Andrei went out to get a factory himself.

The card, in order not to choose the side between the brothers, I also quit. In strict sense, I am the security of the Death Row team, not him alone. "

"Understand, there is still a long time, Andre and Snoop will see you, it should be surprised."

"Oh, I'm not sure if they remember me." Kean Changshu sighed and shook his head with a smile, "No matter what, it has been fifteen years.

Just a member. I don’t talk to them very much, and they don’t talk to me very much. "

Speaking of which, Ki'an hit the steering wheel, as if there was already muscle memories, and did not delay Tim Yue to play a perfect semi -circular, stopped into the lane of the Spanish -style villa on the right.

"Here, boss. Dog House."

After getting out of the car, Han Yi observed this villa carefully. Clean and tidy, tropical plants and flower gardens were built very finely. There was no trace of life of hip -hop singers. Except for the extremely tall black bodyguard standing at the door.

"Mr. Han?"

The bodyguard with a stuffy body was put in front of the body and asked. Ask.

"Yes." Kean Griffin across half a step, replacing the employer to answer, "Mr. Han Yi, invited by Mr. Yang."

"good."

The bodyguard nodded and reached out.

"Before entering the house, please hand over any fatal weapon. Hot and cold."

When he heard the other party, Ji'an glanced at Han Yi. After getting the employer's permission, he took out his Glock 22 from the rear waist jacket.

In your hand.

"Hot, cold."
To be continued...