"My fiancé? Does this have anything to do with you? Mr. Fan, I'm very busy and it's late, so don't be so boring." Li Chuanyao said unceremoniously.
Fan Qianqiang hung up the phone directly. Damn it! I wanted to tip you off with good intentions, but I also confiscated a dime of your benefits. Oh, what do you think I am? I’m not happy anymore, so I won’t tell you.
!No matter how many girls your fiancé picks up, they have nothing to do with me!
After hanging up the phone, Fan Jianqiang walked back behind the two beauties. He was in a very unhappy mood. They said that men become bad when they have money. They said that rich people don't have any good things. This is really true.
!
If I have money in the future, I will never go around wandering around...
Fan Jianqiang was suddenly startled. It seemed that...his current status as an intern god seemed to belong to the kind who could pick up girls all over the world!
This is because he is lucky that he does not have a girlfriend. If Zhuang Qiurong is his girlfriend, then what are he doing now? Aren't he just picking up girls? In order to collect magic patterns and complete the task, he has to contact them one by one.
Different women, magic marks... I have magic marks on my little brother. If I want to complete the task, I have to use my little brother to touch the magic marks of other women. Some are on the buttocks, some are on the soles of the feet.
If some target is in that part...
Fan Jianqiang suddenly felt that there was no fundamental difference between himself and that playboy Tong Yingchun.
Damn it, what qualifications do I have to despise others?
Fan Qiangqiang felt a little depressed.
It seems that I am not qualified to have a girlfriend in the short term!
Fan Jianqiang was so depressed that suddenly Zuo Chunli walked up to him and whispered: "Look at that man, is he handsome?"
Fan Jianqiang was stunned. Following Zuo Chunli's line of sight, he saw three well-dressed young men standing in front of Shen Ruxuan and Ouyang Xi, chatting and laughing. Each of these three young men, who should be in their twenties at most, looked very tall.
Especially exquisite and handsome, and the clothes are not exaggerated, handsome or elegant or cute, three men, three styles, it can be said to be a beautiful scenery, and not only Zuo Chunli is looking at them, there are many people around in the distance
Teenagers or girls stare at them.
Fan Jianqiang said in surprise: "Miss Zuo, aren't you? You have always been unfazed by honor and disgrace. You are used to seeing the world. Do you actually have a man you admire?"
Zuo Chunli said: "Why can't I have a man I admire? Can't retired female soldiers look at handsome men?"
"My God, Miss Zuo, who is always cold and polite to no one, your performance today has subverted my three views! However, your taste is too unique. Those three people are indeed,
Elegant manners, well-groomed, and very elegant, but aren't they all pretty boys? It looks like the kind of idiotic style that imitates Korean gender-neutral sticks. I'm so sorry, Miss Zuo, your sense of aesthetics has seriously changed.
Is there a malfunction?"
Zuo Chunli gave him a roll of her eyes: "Please keep your voice down. If fans of Oriental Fairy Tales hear you commenting on their idols like this, you will be drowned in saliva."
"What kind of Eastern fairy tale is this? I think they should be Dongfang Invincible. They all look like patients with androgen deficiency. Can they be any more effeminate?"
Uncle Fan, who never watches entertainment programs or even TV, has been extremely out. Oriental Fairy Tale is a singing group, very famous in China. It is a group of three big boys. These three Koreans have all stayed in China. He studies and speaks Chinese Mandarin fluently and is highly praised and admired by Chinese fans.
Fan Jianqiang actually also likes listening to songs, pop songs, rock, rap, jazz, slow rock and many other types of music. He likes them all, but he just likes to listen, but he never worships the singers. He does not look down on them, but I don't think it's necessary.
Even if he really wants to admire someone, Fan Qianqiang would rather worship Chinese singers than foreigners, especially Japanese and Korean singers.
When he heard that they were Koreans and that they were very attentive to his mission goals, Uncle Fan felt very unhappy.
What made him even more angry happened right after. Shen Ruxuan, that girl with no breasts and no butt, was so excited that she seemed to be worried about getting pregnant and her aunt was here. She grabbed one of them and looked like a little girl. He asked Ouyang Xi to help take pictures of the transvestite’s arms.
Damn! It’s such a shame! It’s a disgrace to our great China! There are more than one billion people in China, don’t we have anyone more handsome than the invincible Dongfang who is neither male nor female?
Fan Jianqiang walked up without any hesitation, walked up to the three "men" without thinking about the consequences, solemnly separated Shen Ruxuan and the little boy, and said proudly: "Please keep your distance from Miss Shen. , otherwise I will treat you as a violation!"
Shen Ruxuan said anxiously: "Uncle, they are oriental fairy tales! They are my idols! I want to take a photo with them!"
Fan Jianqiang said coldly: "It's an Eastern fairy tale or a Western fairy tale. I only know that my duty is to protect Miss Shen's safety. Any unsafe distance will be regarded as a threat by me. Miss Shen, please cooperate with me." Work!"
In the oriental fairy tale, a tall and thin lady with slightly curly hair and a high nose sneered: "Who did I think he was? It turned out to be a bodyguard. Could it be that... are all Chinese bodyguards so unqualified?"
Another transvestite who looked bright and sunny said: "It's just that there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority. Such a bodyguard, tsk tsk."
Damn it, are all the transvestites in Korea selling and singing about men and women? No matter how effeminate you are, I will beat your mother until she doesn’t even recognize you!
"I don't know who you are. Please leave immediately, otherwise I won't be polite."
Shen Ruxuan and Ouyang Xi stood blankly on the spot. The two women looked at each other, dumbfounded. One of them was thinking, is the uncle crazy or insane? This is an oriental fairy tale. Tens of millions of fans across the country love them! How can they do this to others? So rude?! Another person was thinking, doesn’t Fan Qiangqiang like this type? Does he like the kind of rough muscular men?
"Oh, why are you so rude! How can you curse others..." The tomboy who looked very uncomfortable was very unhappy.
"Did I curse? I'm asking you to leave very politely. If your Chinese is not good, please find a translator!"
The tall transvestite grabbed her companion and whispered: "Don't be acquainted with him. Be careful of being photographed by reporters. Let's go over there."
The little boy let out a "hum" and reluctantly followed his companions away in a graceful manner.
Shen Ruxuan also found that a lot of eyes were on her side. She gritted her teeth angrily and whispered: "Uncle Xiaoqiang! You drove away my idols, you know? I like them very much!"
"Ms. Shen, this kind of situation is more complicated. I'm worried that something might go wrong, so for the sake of safety, I think it's best not to get too close to others."
Shen Ruxuan said angrily: "But they are oriental fairy tales, how can they be killers! There may be hundreds of millions of people in the world who know them! Anyone can be a killer, but they are impossible!"
"Will the killer still put a label on his face?"
"I don't care, you compensate me, you compensate me."
Ouyang Xi smiled and said: "Forget it, Xuanxuan, Xiaoqiang is also doing it for your safety."
"I don't!" Shen Ruxuan pouted.
Zuo Chunli came over and said with a smile: "Miss, actually Fan Jianqiang just told me that if the lady takes a photo with Oriental Fairy Tales and is seen by their fans, it will definitely arouse jealousy. In that case, the lady's situation will be very serious." It’s troublesome, he said that in order to prevent the young lady from becoming a public enemy of fans of oriental fairy tales, he can only stop it immediately.”
Shen Ruxuan's dark eyes rolled, her face became much better, and she snorted at Uncle Fan: "You are still a little thoughtful, so I forgive you for the time being!"
Ouyang Xi looked at Fan Jianqiang with a half-smile, and said with a charming face: "Xiaoqiang, weren't you jealous just now?"