Chapter 913

"Now that you see it, let's watch it together." Bai Zifan said helplessly, it is said that the secret collection has always been a secret. He didn't expect that the situation happened one after another. Anyway, there are not many ice and snow in duowang, so it doesn't matter if she sees it.

Wang Xue, who is not looking, sits directly on the other side of Bai Zifan and looks straight at the screen.

Glancing at her performance, Bai Zifan sighed helplessly. Are women so wrong?

With the reminders from Bai Zifan and Xia Yongmei, Wang Xuebing also knows what these patterns represent, except that Wang Xuebing, who spent most of his life eating and sleeping and losing his temper, is much worse than Xia Yongmei.

At the beginning, after running a little Qi and blood in the body, it can't support the pain of Qi and blood widening channels and screams directly.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing the voice of questioning coming from the door again, Bai Zifan didn't bother to look up and said helplessly, "should I install a safety door in the future? No, I need to install a three-tier one with a vault."

"Don't talk nonsense. What are you doing?"

In the face of Kong Yanping's question at the door, Bai Zifan really doesn't know how to explain it. After all, Kong Yanping is not Wang Xuebing or Xia Yongmei, not her own

The hesitation of the three made Kong Yanping more suspicious. The three people in the room were looking at the computer. The man was weak, the two women were red and thick necked, and one just screamed. The scene was so clear that they didn't have to ask Conan, the bereaved star appendage, to figure out what was going on.

"In fact, it's not what you think. Why don't you come and see?" Wang asked tentatively.

It's OK that Wang Xuebing doesn't speak. As soon as she speaks, Kong Yanping blows up her hair completely and says with disdain: "I'm not so shameless as you! I came to ask, where is my costume? Why not backstage? "

"Oh, in Uncle Li's place, the logistics will be delivered to him first. I'll let him deliver it to you now."

"As soon as possible." Leaving this sentence behind, Kong Yanping didn't want to stay in this room full of that kind of atmosphere.

Looking at Kong Yanping's refusal to leave, Bai Zifan knows that the misunderstanding between them can never be explained clearly.

"By the way, if Kong Yanping doesn't come, I'll forget. In two days, it will be the time to hold the benefit show, but we haven't got more than 40 tickets. In the hall and the private room, we have prepared 1200 tickets, and we don't even have any change. Bai Zifan, it's up to you."

"Give me what?"

"What do you say? Tickets, of course! The ticket income of this charity show is used for public welfare. You don't have this kind of public morality, do you! Bai Zifan, you are a big man. How can you bear no responsibility at all! I look down on you

As for Wang Xuexue, who is standing on the commanding height and criticizing herself, Bai Zifan wants to ask her whether she is worried about not being able to contribute to the public welfare or about losing face because she can't sell tickets.

"And Xia Yongmei, at the beginning of the benefit show, you have to follow me, so that you won't be able to control the number of VIP guests."

"Wang Xuebing, I warn you, if you dare to say it in the future, I'll scratch your face!"

"My mouth is on me. I can say what I want!" After leaving such a cruel sentence, Wang Xuexue, who was afraid of Xia Yongmei's violent escape, fled directly.

"Keke, Xia Yongmei, don't be angry. Wang Xuebing is a bean curd heart with a knife mouth. That..."

Before baizifan finished speaking, Xia Yongmei waved her hand and said impatiently, "shut up! You don't want me to help you. I can't help you either. You go out to sell tickets. I'll look at the computer first. "

For fear that baizifan is pestering herself, Xia Yongmei holds the computer and stays in the room decisively, leaving baizifan alone in the room.

Since he made a plan to promote the benefit show to the theater, Wang Xuebing began to sell tickets for the benefit show. He thought of all kinds of ways. As a result, he only sold more than 40 tickets. It is impossible for Bai Zifan to sell these worthless tickets without thinking of any special way.

When he came to the corridor, he saw Lin guobing, who was powerless and dragging the ground. He was worried about where to find the wrong man. Unexpectedly, Lin guobing took the initiative to send him to him.

The snobbish late patient Bai Zifan immediately ran to Lin guobing's side, quite cordially said: "brother! Long time no see! "

"I wonder, too. If you hadn't been out every day and didn't dare to go to the bathroom in the theater after you came back, we would have met each other." Lin guobing said bitterly.

He was forced by his father to make friends with such unreliable people as Bai Zifan, and he left himself here to do hard work. His "good brother" was really "righteous enough" and sent him to work in the bathroom. If Bai Zifan didn't really go to the bathroom, Lin guobing would dare to pour sulfuric acid into the partition secretly.

"Brother, is it good to experience life here? You are also a member of the theater now. Are you helping to sell tickets for our benefit show? "

"Bai Zifan, what do you think this is?" Lin guobing pointed to his head and asked.

"Bucket? blockhead? Solid sarcoma? "

When he found that Lin guobing's face was getting more and more ugly, Bai Zifan said awkwardly: "I think you must have deep meaning when you ask me this question at this time, so you have to start your own divergent thinking."

"You think too much of me. This is my head. What's in it... Forget it, I'll say it directly. There's no water in it. I'm not stupid. Don't want me to help. There's no audience at ordinary times. I can relax. If I get thousands of people, I'm not tired to death?"

Shaking his head, Bai Zifan said earnestly: "as long as you can help sell the tickets, I promise to mobilize you to be a doorman."

"Do we have a doorman at the theatre?"

"No, so being a doorman means you don't have to do anything."

Hearing Bai Zifan's words, Lin guobing said suspiciously: "would you treat me so well?"

"We are brothers. Can I make you suffer?"

"I can promise you, but let's make it clear first. Don't call me brother any more. With a brother like you, I've lost eight lives." Lin guobing said bitterly, biting his teeth.

After the two sides reached a consensus, Lin guobing took Bai Zifan to a high-level club, which is also an important stronghold for dandies in Donghai city. Some of them are big heads waiting for Bai Zifan to kill them.