Inheriting two trillion

Pen Fu www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update inherited two trillion latest chapter! West Dol, let everyone stay, and everyone is unbelievable to look at this mad group owner.

A few minutes ago, he also put down the words, in this distant oriental, no one can manage him!

But now, he is three times, begging Ye Gore to call the Eastern friend, to rush to apologize.

If you don't respect the retribution of God, it will come too fast!

Moreover, why consistently be responsible for his head of Victor, tone sounds, and he can't wait to kill him.

What happened this, what happened?

Everyone is very curious.

Ivo is more swallowed, the eye is turned, and the look does not naturally.

Is the Oriental, what is the terrible person?

Even if this is the case, even if the influence is far from the E country, so that the Victor is the kind of reaction! It's too horrible!

The reaction of the head Victor, is more like ... fear!

What existence is, can you make the head of a long fear?

Ivo dares to imagine, and I can't figure it out.

"Sid Dors, what is the Lord, what happened?" Ye Gould asked, he was very curious.

"This ... you still don't ask. Please hurry, give you friends, I want to apologize to him!"

West Dorren's swallowing, the look is also very ugly, Ye Gor pays attention to the family's group of groups, I have already used it, I have been apologizing!

Although Ye Gore didn't know what happened, God calm down.

"If you don't say it, I can't help you!" Ye Gore would not sympathize with a small group.

Some of Simor, I looked at the curiosity of the eye, and the look was more embarrassed.

"Just, they all heard!" Ye Gore reminded.

That means, your Laozi is broken, who doesn't know, you are ashamed.

West Dolo's face is white, and then red, the expression is more ugly.

Indeed, they can really hear, since then, these people are in the group, they are his nightmare.

"Yes, your one ... oriental friend, he lets our orchestra collaborative enterprises, all pay attention to this matter ..."

what!

Ye Gore was shocked, the mind frozen in the mind, then in his opinion, a slightly tender face, always with a gentle close smile, giving him the impression of talented, music talent.

But only this is!

That young man actually can keep the Share Orchestra to pay attention to this matter in such a short time!

What is he head!

Ye Gol Hawran, their orchestra is the most widely cooperated with the Northern Group, and he is playing in Chen Jia, not only because of the money, but also because Chen Jia is a partner of the East.

Is it, the Bai Xiaomi, is the pressure of the North Group?

Then what is his identity, actually has such a terrible strength! So many companies!

Ye Gore is secretly amazed.

He doesn't know, Bai Xiaosheng is also a big flag to make a tiger skin, and it has been a thousand pounds.

Everyone is inquiring this matter, maybe more is curious.

But I didn't know if you were asked.

Because unknown, fear.

West Dolo looked at Ye Gore in Shen, did not take out the phone to make a call, and thought that he did not say it, suddenly the head was killed, "Okay, Mr. Ye Gore, okay, I will tell you Our biggest advertiser, our big account, Mr. James, personally ... I personally ask this matter, and claim that if we can't solve the contradiction between friends with your friend, the next stage of cooperation may be invalid! "

"what!"

Ye Gore was very big and lost.

"This is impossible!"

I have been listening to this news, and I screamed.

The crowd there was a horror over there, also whispering.

That is a big event that is related to the group!

Sinore Group Lord is sinned by Mr. Ye Gore, and actually makes the orchestra of life and death crisis? !

Ye Gore feels incredible.

Mr. James's company, but European companies, truly taking advantage of no semi-cow with the Zhenbei Group.

They actually be angry because of this, should we consider no longer cooperation?

This is simply incredible!

"You are really true!" Ye Gor is still not believed.

"Mr. Ye Gore, can I still say? Can I curse your own orchestra!" West Dol is crying, "I beg you to call, the orchestra is finished, you are unlucky, you are you, Will only be implicated! "

This is true!

Ye Gore nodded, finally took out the mobile phone, in the public, especially West Dor, allocated the number.

After a short sound, the phone is connected.

"Mr. Ye Gore, your phone, than I imagine, it is late." Bai Xiaomi in the phone, and smashed.

"Mr. Bai Xiaomi, the Sieldor Group is talking about talking to you."

Afterwards of West Dor, Ye Gore has rendered white and small, and the words are also full of awe.

"Good." Bai Xiaoli is only a simple word.

Ye Gore handed the mobile phone to West Dor, Sidol gods were somewhat nervous, and put it on the ear, and there was some trembling.

The other party is not what A cat, whoever thought it, but waving the existence of their family industries.

A terrible oriental!

"Mr. Bai, Bai, I am Share Orchestra, which is no respect for you, I am solemn to apologize! And I will crackle about you, hang your phone!" West Dolu angry Inti-eyed.

Yes. It is this guy, the first call, the first time, the terrible call, which causes the opponent Thunder anger.

West Dol is perfect to find a sheep.

"Less group owners, this is really not blame me!" Ivo expression was frightened.

West Dol is cold and cold, and his eyes look at him.

Ye Gore smiled with everyone, and they had already tired of Ivo.

"Mr. Ivo, you still think about how to eat the chair!" Someone hit.

Ivin's consciousness looked at the chair, suddenly shrinking the neck, did not dare to speak.

In the phone, the white horses in the phone are indifferent.

"Our grievances, you have to need your sincerity to solve. I will say my request, very simple: First, the Ye Gorl Orchestra is showing me with my agreement. Second, you Roll back to the E country with you, which is not allowed to have any martial arts for Mr. Ye Gore. Third, you go back to tell you that Laozi, the Ye Gorl Orchestra solution, I hope to see a smooth ending. "

"If you don't, today, it is not a threat!" Bai Xiaosheng asked for a message, and the cold voice asked, "You can promise!"

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