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Chapter 1129 Deaf?

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    Zhou Ze reached out and shook the soot,

    unimaginable,

    A few hours ago,

    The last generation is still the high-spirited last generation,

    He dared to say that he didn't care about the lineage of the royal family at all,

    He is confident that he is good enough. If he loses his ancestor's family business, he will lose it. Anyway, as long as he is willing, he can build a bigger family business.

    He is free and easy, he is firm,

    In that gazebo,

    The man in white who cooks and drinks with flesh and blood,

    It seems that at this moment,

    It fell straight down.

    The figure of Chu Liuxiang, who was more handsome than Chu Liuxiang, suddenly turned into an old man, sitting under the locust tree at the entrance of the village, watching the sunset.

    He is smart and excellent. Even his ancestor, the first generation, once praised him in front of Yinggou for his "unbelievable" prodigal son.

    Zhou Ze is not a psychiatrist, and he is absolutely self-aware of his comforting skills.

    He didn't know that the last generation was similar to the "old man's big wish fulfilled", similar to the state where he finally saw his grandson get married, and passed away in his sleep with a smile on his face the next day after the wedding.

    Or, because there was always the threat of Xuanyuan Sword above his head, most of the attention of the whole person was on the game with Xuanyuan Sword.

    Wait for the outcome of the bet to come out,

    When looking around,

    Go to the countryside and look like Ronke people;

    A thousand years ago, what do you want?

    want to live.

    Thousands of years later, what do you want?

    I have no idea.

    If it is from the perspective of psychological medicine, should this be named "Xuanyuanjian Psychological Trauma Syndrome"?

    "Well, I know a psychiatrist. I was the one who made it young. He is very good. After returning to Tongcheng, I can introduce you to see him."

    Zhou Ze felt that Wang Ke should be grateful to himself, because Wang Ke would never have thought that he would introduce such a distinguished client for him.

    ? If the last generation regains control of hell in the future, Wang Ke may be able to rely on this incense and love to live his addiction to being Peng Zu.

    "hehe."

    The old man smiled, stretched out his hand, took out a cigarette from Zhou Ze, and bit it in his mouth.

    Zhou Ze threw the lighter to him,

    The old man lit the cigarette,

    did not suck,

    Just hold it between two fingers and watch it burn.

    "You can go back and think about it," Zhou Ze reminded.

    During the period of your thinking, you can bring the real veteran back.

    The old man took a deep look at Zhou Ze,

    suddenly asked:

    "I'm curious."

    "What are you curious about?"

    "I wonder what your reaction will be when you come to me at this time."

    "For me, in this life, every day I pass is considered a profit. Since it is a matter of taking advantage, I should be satisfied after taking advantage of it for several years."

    "I won't be satisfied, I won't, hehehe, hahahaha, people will never be satisfied, really, never will.

    Especially this cheap, same as preferential treatment;

    In a short period of time, people may be grateful for this kind of cheapness, and they are grateful for this kind of preferential treatment from the bottom of their hearts.

    But as long as it takes a long time, this kind of advantage is no longer called advantage, and this kind of preferential treatment is no longer called preferential treatment.

    This is called taking it for granted, it is something they should have, they take it with peace of mind and enjoy it confidently;

    As for,

    Be grateful for this kind of thing,

    hehe,

    Just a fart.  "

    "That's your idea." Zhou Ze shrugged.

    Xianyu's Buddhist psychology is really too high to be cold.

    The old man licked his lips,

    road:

    "I'll wait and see."

    "Look, it won't take long anyway. Well, I was expecting that if you succeed, you can share your experience. After all, if you can really continue to live, who wants to end it like this, right?

    But looking at you now, to tell the truth, fortunately, you are not an ordinary seventy-year-old old man, otherwise I am really worried that you will jump directly from this upstairs when I go to the toilet.  "

    "I'm not that vulnerable."bsp; He looked at the old man and said with some doubts:

    "not going back?"

    It's all here, why don't you let the real old man out?

    In fact, if Boss Zhou didn't know that he and Yinggou couldn't really control the unrestrained last generation now, he really wanted to use a tough way to get the old man back.

    after all,

    And this last prince who is a bit nervous, heroic and chattering for a while,

    Boss Zhou really has no feelings.

    The old man glanced at Zhou Ze,

    road:

    "Let's talk."

    After speaking,

    Lao Dao stepped out of the elevator.

    "At least let's say goodbye, shall we?"

    "I have the numbers."

    "Boss, here, this room."

    Lawyer An was already standing at the door and shouting.

    Immediately,

    After Zhou Ze and Lao Dao came in,

    Lawyer An first moved a chair for Zhou Ze and put it in the first place, but as soon as the chair was put down, the old man sat on it.

    "Forehead¡­¡­¡­¡­"

    Lawyer An frowned slightly, and didn't say anything. He only thought that the old man was tired. It seemed that the old man didn't say anything along the way, probably because he was frightened.

    Or, was it used by the boss to generate power and become ruthless?  Overdrawn?

    "Boss, sit here."

    Lawyer An moved another chair over.

    Xu Qinglang, the little boy, the white fox, etc., everyone is there.

    Old Zhangtou sat in the corner, holding a bottle of liquor in his hand, and drank it to himself. No wonder he could smell the strong alcohol smell as soon as he entered the room.

    He should have received a message from Lawyer An before, and knew about Lao Zhang's ending.

    "Come on, come on, no matter what, this catastrophe is over, let's raise a glass together, for the comrades who left, and for the triumphant boss!"

    Lawyer An took out a bottle of high-grade red wine from the small refrigerator in the room,

    He doesn't know much about coffee,

    However, he has a very high taste for red wine.

    Take out the cup and pour a cup for the boss alone.

    Just when Lawyer An was about to pass the glass of wine to the boss and asked the boss to speak first,

    The old man picked up the glass of wine first,

    The cow took a big sip like a cow chewing a peony.

    "this¡­¡­¡­¡­"

    Lawyer An immediately kicked Lao Dao on the ass,

    laughed and cursed:

    "You old fool, do you have eyesight? The boss hasn't drunk yet!"

    The old man is a long-term investment, while the boss is the person who is in charge at the moment. As the saying goes, the county magistrate is not as good as the present.

    When the boss is away, lick the old way;

    When both the boss and the veteran are present, the boss must be the first.

    This is a forced number, and Lawyer An still has it.

    The old man frowned slightly, but still held his wine glass.

    The corner of Zhou Ze's mouth showed a curve.

    "Snapped!"

    Lawyer An slapped Lao Dao on the head lightly,

    Reached out and grabbed the old man's ear,

    Put your mouth closer,

    Doubtful:

    "Deaf?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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