Chapter 1902： The high cold learning **** of the bully school **** (119)

Chapter 1902, The High Cold Learning God of the Stolen School of Slag (119)

Xia Hanyang suddenly stood at the door, and the confused secretary called in.

He deliberately asked: "I am going to the charity party tonight."

The secretary nodded. "I will push the trip."

Xia Hanyang gave him a cold look. "What are you doing to push the trip? This is an important banquet to promote my recent hundreds of millions of projects."

Biting a few hundred million, I took a look at Bai Weiwei.

Still no response.

Xia Hanyang grinds his teeth and says, "How much is the blue and white porcelain bottle I bought? I forgot."

The secretary immediately said: "More than five million, Xia Zong."

Xia Hanyang: "You remember it wrong, it is 50 million."

secretary:"……"

The price suddenly turned ten times, and he couldn’t bear it for a while.

Xia Hanyang: "Take the bottle and show it to me. If the smashing is broken, the compensation will be ten times."

The secretary quickly handed out the gift box of the bottle, for fear of being deceived by hundreds of millions.

After Xia Hanyang pretended to pick up the model, he took out a beautiful blue-and-white porcelain bottle and threw the gift away.

He suddenly said: "You must have been poor and desolate in the past few years. Haven't seen such a beautiful bottle, you can see and see."

After that, he stuffed the bottle to Bai Weiwei.

Bai Weiwei holds a bottle and always feels a problem, but for a moment she can't think of any problems.

Xia Hanyang saw that she was holding a bottle of blue and white porcelain, which seemed very doubtful.

He suddenly sneered and reached for the bottle, which was so terrible.

When Bai Weiwei saw his hand, the body instinct had to retreat.

However, Xia Hanyang had been planning for a long time, and his explosiveness was extremely strong. He quickly took a few steps forward and grabbed her hand, forcing her to let go of the bottle.

The bottle fell down.

The secretary’s eyes were fast, rushed over, rolled to the ground, and reached out to the bottle with his hands out.

Five million.

After he received the hand, he immediately looked up and smiled and just wanted to pay.

But I saw Xia Hanyang's face to destroy your expression, and he looked at him.

Then Xia Hanyang slammed, quickly lifted his foot and kicked the bottle out of the secretary's hand.

The bottle fell to the ground and broke.

Bai Weiwei is the same expression as the secretary.

I don’t know what to look for, but I feel that there is a doubt about conspiracy.

Xia Hanyang clasped her hand, her wrists were slender and tender, and the temperature was slightly cold, which made his heart twitch.

Then he was quiet and his fingers rubbed the skin around her wrist.

With a hungry patient, eager for the warmth of the skin, carefully and greedily stealing.

Bai Weiwei felt that her wrist was a little itchy and she wanted to pull it back.

Xia Hanyang sneered and said: "My bottle is broken."

Bai Weiwei looked calm, "Oh."

Xia Hanyang’s face is a pity, “50 million.”

Bai Weiwei: I feel something in this statement.

Xia Hanyang: "You can't afford it."

Bai Weiwei finally realized that she was hit by porcelain.

Every time she touched porcelain, others suddenly ran to touch her, a little bit accustomed to what happened.

Xia Hanyang finally showed his fangs. "You broke my bottle, and you have to pay ten times for you, and five times it will be, 250 million, and you will pay it back immediately."

Bai Weiwei was silent for a while.

So she lived after six years of sleep.

Going to jail - encountering murder - was claimed to be 250 million yuan.

It feels a bit miserable.

Bai Weiwei frowned. "It is obvious that you kicked the bottle."

Xia Hanyang's eyelids glimpsed, and the insidiousness revealed. "Whoever saw it, it is obviously breaking the bottle and paying for it."

Bai Weiwei looked at the secretary.

Xia Hanyang also looked at the secretary.

The secretary looked at his face, and then he suddenly covered his eyes. "I recently got angry and I didn't see anything."

Bai Weiwei finally sinks his voice and said, "Xia Hanyang, what do you want?"

Estimated to think of the method, to retaliate against her.

Xia Hanyang also buckled her wrist. He approached her and stared at her pale but feminine face. Her breath was still like a strawberry-like poison.

Enticed him to ruin.

Xia Hanyang heard his cold and incomparable sound.

"Can't afford it? Bai Weiwei."

He showed a cold smile like a demon.

"Then sell it."

The last one is even more.

good night

(End of this chapter)