Chapter 192

The young lady at the front desk stared at the handsome guy, pointed to lingjue at the door, "this is our new president."

Bai Tan Cheng looks back, frowns slightly, walks toward the door, grabs an aunt behind Ling Jue, "so you are KL's president."

Sweeping aunt: "..."

Bai Tan Cheng holds her shoulder. "Why didn't you pick me up just now?"

Sweeping aunt: "no, no, no, I'm not the president. Our president is this --"

she points to Ling Jue with trembling fingers.

Lingjue's face is cold. This kid didn't mean it?

Bai Tan Cheng looks at Ling Jue from the side and releases her hand. He goes to Ling Jue with his hands around his chest and looks at him.

Then he stretched out his hand to compare his own head and his head.

The skeptic turned to look at the crowd, "you say this kid is the president of KL? Underage, right

Everyone: "..." Although they all think so, they have never said it. This man is very good. Maybe his life is too long.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Lingjue glanced at him lightly. "You don't have to come to work. You take him to the south station."

When he finished, he turned around and left the door. This kind of wonderful work is also torture. It's better to send him away now.

Bai Tan Cheng catches up with him and reaches out to pat him on the shoulder. "Boy, wait!"

When Ling Jue reached for him, he suddenly grabbed his hand and turned it around. He fell over his shoulder.

"Ouch!" He lies on the ground, rubs his buttocks, and stares at Ling Jue hatefully, "you little boy --"

suddenly, he thinks of something. He looks at Ling Jue's eyes completely different, this boy

How can this character be so similar to that of Feng Yulin? This over shoulder throwing ceremony is the same as that of Feng Yulin before.

"You, you, you," he pointed to Ling Jue, only to find his eyes staring at his finger, which scared him to take it back.

"Get out of here!" Lingjue's tone was not good either. She spits out three words coldly.

"Boy, you will lose a talent. Stop for me!" Bai Tan Cheng looks at her and turns to walk, limping after her.

People behind you, "..." What's going on?

The president doesn't look easy to get into trouble. I didn't expect to get into more trouble.

A man so much taller than him, with such a light hand, lay on the ground.

Fortunately, it's marble. If it's the floor, it will sink in.

Everyone trembled. It seems that the height is really the scale of the president.

……

Lingjue walked into the square opposite the company, found the seafood shop here, ordered the dishes and sat down and waited.

Tangyuan also dare not talk. After all, there is a cup of hot water in front of him. If he is not happy, will he throw it in for a bubble, pull, throw, and it will be square.

Bai Tan Cheng has to endure the pain and step by step comes in. He finds Ling Jue sitting by the window and sits opposite him.

"Boy, you don't have to invite me to dinner. I'm not going to work here." He tilted his legs and looked at Ling Jue coldly.

"Sir, this boy is really sick. There is hot water here. You pour it on his head quickly!"

"Shopkeeper, I don't know this man. Please ask the security guard to pull him out." Ling Jue shouted to the front desk, very serious.

Within a minute, several tall security guards came.