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Chapter 579 Spoils Sharing Conference(1/2)

Mr. Ye's chest swelled.

Listen.

You all listen.

What kind of dog thing is this?

Are you shameless?

Did you finally find a wife?

You want to slap all the things I know about me, and you are so angry that you can piss me up.

"Where are you looking at?"

Mr. Ye raised his eyebrows and said sternly:

"You bastard, don't look at others. Sister Yan, if you help him today, I will clean up with you."

Su Mu immediately smiled:

"Wife, don't be angry, you will get old when you are angry."

Ye Wanqiu was so angry that he was dying:

"You said I'm old?"

"Hehe, you don't have to be old!"

While shaking his head, he raised his legs and walked into the house, but he kept his eyes on Mr. Ye.

This woman's Nine Yin White Bone Claws have reached the highest level, so I have to be careful.

At present, this face cannot bear the consequences of being scratched.

As expected, Mr. Ye would not let him in.

But Su Mu made a fuss in his heart.

I thought I wouldn't have to deal with you for three days without getting rid of the tiles. I really think I can't cure you?

You have the Nine Yin White Bone Claws, do I have no Dragon Claw Hand?

I'll catch it!

The feet shook, and the movements on the hands were unpredictable.

Mr. Ye, who was standing straight, turned into a horizontal hug in the blink of an eye.

Su Mu directly carried Mr. Ye on his shoulder and shouted:

"Professor, close the door."

Mr. Ye is really about to explode.

I just felt a fog flying in the clouds.

When she woke up, she was sadly discovering that she had become a naked lamb.

"You, you...!"

"You dirty embryo!"

"Let go, get out of here!"

"Oh, where are you touching?"

Sure enough, nothing can be solved by one shot. If so, then let's have another shot.

After the artillery fire continues, it is time for the sage.

Mr. Ye collapsed on the bed, his face was red, and he stared at his big moist eyes, constantly breathing fire.

This animal.

Some things can't be thought of.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

Finally, Mr. Ye said coldly:

"You'd better move out."

Su Mu was stunned, grinned at her, showed his big white teeth, jumped up from the bed, picked up his clothes sneakily, and prepared to go upstairs.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Mr. Ye shouted behind his back with gritted teeth:

"stop!"

Su Mu turned his head with a smile:

"Boss, what instructions do you have?"

Mr. Ye sneered:

“How much did you win?”

Su Mu laughed and blinked at her a few times:

"Don't worry, your dividend will be deposited soon."

After saying that, he left carelessly, muttering:

"Mustgoers, I'm just eyeing my money."

When Mr. Ye heard this, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and forcibly control the ghost fire in his heart.

Although she didn't know what Su Mu did this trip, based on her understanding of Su Mu, coupled with her indirect attacks and Mo Zongheng, as well as the information obtained by Bai Zihua and others, she analyzed it and found that Su Mu's

I made a lot of money.

No matter what, the money must be controlled by yourself no matter what.

Men become bad if they have money.

If you don’t have money, see how he beat those little bitches.

Back at his own doghouse on the third floor, Su Mu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Children do not think that their mother is ugly, and dogs do not think that their family is poor. They are not as good as their own dog kennel.

Although the place is a little smaller and it is still a servant's room, it has tens of millions of luxury houses and only three feet wide to sleep.

All you need is an atmosphere.

Warmth.

After rinsing, put on a cheap three-piece set of denim T-shirts, Su Mu went down to the living room.

Professor Ning was curled up on the sofa and read a fashion magazine. His face was rosy and pretending to be calm, but his eyes were a little erratic.

Su Mu walked over directly, hugged her and ate it:

"It's not a good habit to listen to the corner of the wall."

Professor Ning covered his chest with a blushing face and said quietly:

"I'm not there. Actually... Wan Qiu... wasn't that angry. She loved you too much."

Su Mu smiled:

"Professor, stop pretending, I still know you. I heard that you have been a dog-headed military advisor for Mr. Ye, right?"

Professor Ning snorted, rolled his eyes deeply, looked at Su Mu and said:

"The woman in the Yu family is a bit too much. She just came to stimulate us on purpose. Could she allow us to fight back?"

Su Mu leaned over Ning Yan's ear and blew gently:

"Professor, don't be jealous. Wait for me to climb your window tonight, prepare the balloons, and prepare a few more."

Professor Ning was ashamed of shame, and threw himself on his feet:

"You... go to die!"

Su Mu played with Professor Ning for a while and took a lot of oil, which made Professor Ning distracted. Then he stood up and shook his head with a smile:

"I'm leaving, and I'll try to come back early tonight."

He turned to the door, picked out the keys of a Mercedes-Benz Big G from a string of car keys at the door and went out.

Mr. Ye’s red Mercedes-Benz g65 has never driven it again after the bottom of the car.

Su Mu kicked the accelerator and rushed towards the headquarters of the Dongyang Special Zone Construction Committee.

He was so anxious that he naturally wanted to hold a meeting to divide the spoils.

If you don’t pay positively, you have problems with your thoughts.

Therefore, it is better to be more positive, which can easily stimulate emotions and unite your subordinates.

In Mo Zongheng's office, everything that should be come, and everything that cannot be come is connected online.

On this side of Dongyang, Mo Zongheng, Chen Sichen, Chu Nan, Zhao Muting, Bai Zihua, Qin Peiyang, Mo Han, Jia Qiwen and Yu Bin.
To be continued...
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