Miracle Pill Maker Bullies the Boss

You can search for the latest chapters in Baidu for "Search for Novels (www.soxscc.com)" after being a full-level boss!Min Yu walked out of the hospital.

Yang Yi had already parked the car from the parking lot. After getting in the car, he glanced at his owner, and while starting the car, he asked: "Miss Huo and her brother are not seriously injured."

Min Yu gave a light hum, still thinking about the problem, after a few seconds, he said to Yang Yi: "By the way, Changqing Gallery's invitation letter, you go and prepare a copy for me."

"Ok...Is this invitation letter for Miss Huo's father?" Yang Yi asked more.

He remembered that when the old man didn't go back, he always gave his father, Miss Cophou, the preference.

"Yes." Min Yu replied faintly, looking out the car window.

The organizer behind the Evergreen Gallery was originally the Min family, and an invitation letter was a trivial matter.

Yang Yi touched the tip of his nose, and started to follow the routine calmly. His master's position has been upgraded again.

After coughing, Yang Yi remembered the business, and said: "A letter came from the Australian League, saying that you need to go to the branch and re-apply for the underground alliance membership, so that the division of power in City S will truly fall into our hands. ."

Min Yu narrowed his eyes, "When?"

"The limited date cannot exceed the end of the month at the latest." Yang Yi said slowly.

"I know."

Today is the 23rd, and there are no days left.

Yang Yi stayed silent for a few minutes, and said with a little seriousness: "Safety is the best thing, I think this matter needs to be discussed long-term."

"Look again." Min Yu closed his eyes and said in a lazy voice.I love novel network www.5ilrc.com

Yang Yi glanced at the rearview mirror, and said nothing.

Huo Xiang's car accident caused a lot of noise on the Internet.

Because he was a top-tier player, his attention was unprecedentedly high. Fans came to leave messages on his Weibo. Seeing no response, many people went to Huo Tingrui and Huo Yao’s Weibo to inquire.

This is second, there are some people squatting downstairs in the brokerage company that Huo Xiang signed, wanting to get the exact news of their idols in the first place.

After listening to Huo Yao's words, Tong Yu found someone to check the car for the first time. After getting that the brakes did move people's hands and feet, he thought about the seriousness of the matter, and didn't announce Huo Xiang's specific injuries.

Because he didn’t know who was behind the scenes, after all, the main purpose of the other party's hands and feet on the brakes was to kill Huo Xiang. If he didn’t succeed this time, he would definitely hide himself. When he wanted to get someone out, there would be A certain degree of difficulty.

Therefore, Tong Yu has been busy in the company for two full days, not only to deal with the company's leaders' inquiries, but also to keep an eye on online and offline fan responses and daily entertainment.

At this time, in the office.

Tong Yu just hung up a brand party's phone and sat on the chair. Before catching his breath, the assistant rushed in and said, "Brother Tong, things are not good."

Tong Yu pressed his eyebrows and asked with a headache, "What's the matter again!"

"Someone circulated a message on the Internet saying that Lucky was suspected of being a fan. The car accident happened because of mental confusion." The assistant took the phone and turned the message out and handed it to Tong Yu.

Tong Yu was not in the mood to even look at it, "This is simply nonsense, you let the public relations department control and comment."

"I have asked the public relations department to deal with it, but there are too many black fans with rhythm below, and we don't give the details of lucky, so there are still many fans who believe the rumors of black fans." The assistant said quickly.

Just now the assistant came in in a hurry, and the office door was not closed. Tong Yu was about to talk, but when he saw the person standing at the door, his brow frowned.