Chapter 339

"Gong?" Qin Mo raised his eyebrows and smiled, and slashed coldly: "You will suffer if you wear clothes or not. That face is too beautiful, and you will suffer even more if you take it off. Don't even think about it."

Lin Feng: ... 10,000 crit points!

Fu Jiu couldn't help laughing there.

Lin Feng felt that this situation was not suitable for him to stay here.

Yunhu stood behind him, dragged two plates and said: "The whole team has pictures of you taking off your shirt, are you ashamed to say you attack?"

Fu Jiu became interested: "Where is it, I'll take a look too?"

Lin Feng pulled Yunhu over, very seriously: "Little Spade, I still have something to discuss with your elder brother Yunhu, you and the captain continue to eat."

How could he pull Yunhu with that strength.

Yunhu can knock him down with one hand, but Yunhu also likes to tease him, letting others drag him away.

Fu Jiu's eyes lit up when she saw that there was meat on the left tray.

Helplessly, the Great Master moved faster than her. When he moved the fork, his voice was very weak: "I will help you destroy such a sinful thing. I want to see pictures of people without shirts. Oh, my brother's interest is really unique. different."

"Actually, I just want to see Brother Mo's." Fu Jiu twitched her mouth and blinked her left eye: "So Brother Mo can bring the phone over and let me take another look."

Qin Mo was unmoved at all: "My eyes are red, and I still want to take my mobile phone. If I want to see it so much, I will go back to the room and take it off for you to see."

Fu Jiu paused slowly, the master is so cunning, it's really hard to deal with.

And I don't know if it's because of being teased by her often, but now I'm more and more able to resist teasing.

Here Fu Jiu is still a little depressed.

Over there, Yun Hu, Lin Feng, and other team members also came.

Because today is the last day of training camp, everyone is wearing cool uniforms.

This has attracted the attention of many diners.

You can vaguely hear everyone talking in Tokyo dialect: "Are you an e-sports player?"

"It seems to be, everyone looks very imposing."

"It's a pity that we are not from Tokyo. There is a boy over there who looks so handsome, like a cartoon character."

Esports is very popular in Tokyo.

Even Lin Feng, an old man, felt that he was being surrounded.

However, today, Secretary Liang is really not in the mood to replace Big Manager Feng and lead the Imperial League team for training.

He was standing at the dining entrance of the hotel restaurant, his tangled expression was not at all like the usual capable and handsome special assistant to the president.

Who told him what's going on now!

Their president!

That Mr. Qin, who was so cold that he could freeze to death, and no one in Jiangcheng dared to take a picture, was on the hot search!

There are still two people in the photo, they are too handsome.

But Secretary Liang couldn't really appreciate his handsomeness. First, he made an international call to someone he knew, and managed to suppress the popularity on Weibo.

result!

Ma'am called him!

At this time, give him a call...

It's no wonder that Manager Feng is not entangled!

The waiter next to him couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward politely: "Sir, is there anything we can do for you?"

The waiter spoke Tokyo dialect at first, seeing that Secretary Liang was still frowning, he repeated it in English.

Only then did Secretary Liang realize that there were still people around, and immediately smiled warmly: "Thank you, no, it's a phone call."

As he said that, Secretary Liang paced back and forth and walked towards a quiet place.

Then, he took a deep breath and pressed the connect button...