Chapter 472: reality 1

Chapter 472 Reality 1

Asking him, it would be better to ask my little sister and ask her to tell her about her work experience for so long.

Fu Anan took out her mobile phone and asked Zhang Yuanyuan out.

This **** now sees that she is rich in soft food, and actually asks to go to the most expensive restaurant!

Want to eat Japanese food!

Early the next morning, I have to pick her up!

Fu Anan drove the car and waited at the gate of the school early in the morning.

Zhang Yuanyuan's recent hard work has turned her white skin that she had carefully cultivated before into yellow skin. Looking at Fu An'an's white and tender appearance from afar, she couldn't help reaching out to pinch her hands, and said with some jealousy,

"My little baby, why are you not black?"

"...boarding."

When he thought that his purse was about to bleed, Fu An'an couldn't be happier.

Walking to some big-name stores selling bags, this thing is almost unstoppable,

"Baby, you are so rich now, why are you still so picky?!"

"Am I picky? I'm rational!"

Fu Anan grabbed her clothes, gave her a small grab at the door of the store, and dragged her abruptly to the door of the restaurant.

"Let's go." After two games, Zhang Yuanyuan has seen a lot.

Li Xiao, a scumbag, doesn't even have the qualifications to be taken seriously.

Now she just wants to train hard, live a good life, and become as powerful as Xiaopang!

In the future, she will be capable and become a big boss, with her fingers hooked, what kind of handsome guy can't get it?

I get excited when I think about it carefully,

Who wants such a scumbag with no looks or figure?

Zhang Yuanyuan passed in front of him with her head held high, without even looking at him. On the contrary, Li Xiao felt uncomfortable when he thought of the way Zhang Yuanyuan loved him to death before, and now he felt uncomfortable.

Watching her walk towards the restaurant separated by a wall, but the price is ten times more expensive than what they eat, I feel a little uncomfortable.

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The seats they reserved are on the sixth floor.

Because I was delayed outside for a while, the door of the elevator was about to close.

"etc!"

Even breakfast, Zhang Yuanyuan, who was waiting for Zai Xiaopang to eat, ran over to stop the elevator.

In the elevator, several people were already standing. All suits and ties, wearing sunglasses, expressionless.

Skipping over the faces of these people, Zhang Yuanyuan's eyes suddenly stopped on the faces of the men surrounded by these people.