Chapter 1146

Aunt Mei Xiang was angry: "Hello, young man. Don't insult my profession. I used to be a professional matchmaker. The young unmarried men and women and divorced people in our community don't remember in my heart. It's called profession, profession. Do you understand? How can I let go of such a beautiful rolling girl? "

On hearing this, the person who asked the way said: "sorry, I don't know, sorry..."

Just now, he still had some doubts. At this time, he felt that he was thinking too much.

The old aunt said that she used to be a matchmaker, who doesn't know, to know more about single women and men, this is the most basic professional accomplishment of a matchmaker.

So

She said that people are not here. Basically, we can be sure that people are not here.

Since people are no longer here, they will not waste their time. It is estimated that their information is wrong.

"Excuse me, goodbye."

as soon as they left, the elderly model team quickly gathered together,

they asked, "Mei Xiang, what's the matter? I think the person in the photo is..."

Aunt Mei Xiang said, "Xu, look at those people. They are not good things. Who knows what they want to do There are too many bad people in this idea. "

"I mean, you're right I really can't tell them... "

"You train first. I'll go and tell my sisters to pay their attention."

"All right, you go quickly."

So Aunt Mei Xiang went to Mo Yangyang's house in a hurry.

……

The person who is looking for Mo Yangyang leaves and returns to his life.

They stood outside the door, afraid to enter.

The three days that the master said have passed, but they still haven't found anyone and haven't finished the task. Their fate will be miserable

When the door opened, a man came out and said harshly, "don't you go in yet? Will you let me wait for you all the time?"

A few people have no choice but to bite their teeth.

After going in, none of them dared to look up and called out: "sir..."

The people in the room are standing in front of the desk made of chicken wing wood.

A piece of rice paper was spread out on the desk and pressed with paper. His slender fingers held a brush, and the head of the pen was covered with ink.

The brush fell steadily on the rice paper and splashed ink on the report.

In the twinkling of an eye, a few sharp and vigorous characters appeared on the paper.

Then changed a small brush, ready to write down.

He asked, "what about people? Have you found them?"

The men trembled and said in a trill, "yes I'm sorry, sir. I've already got the news, and I've locked up the community where she lives, but Today, we went to the community to inquire, but we learned that That woman doesn't live there... "

The hand that is writing the signature suddenly shakes and draws a long black line,

this picture is ruined.

"Sir, I We have expanded our search and believe that I believe it will be found soon. Please give us another chance... "

The writer slowly put down his pen, picked up the destroyed words on the desk and said, "it's a pity..."

Then he crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the garbage can.

He looked up, his dark eyes cold and gloomy.

"Remember what I said last time?"

In front of a few people dare not speak, one by one shaking with the cold wind chicks.

They have already felt the murderous air coming on their faces.

He said: "I can't wait any more. I don't want to spend a second..."

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