Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Zhou Wenbin smiled softly. “So what? Luo Chen, you've been in the business for so long, can't you still be so simple?

Do you know what's wrong with Zhao Mingkai? He doesn't look like you. It's only been six months, and now he's almost on the second line! Isn't that because I helped him lead Mr. Leung?

As long as Ken spends money on you? What's the difference between a man or a woman? Unless you are Miyazaki, the super-rich second generation, born with a golden spoon, with a billionaire's father supporting his waist and throwing money at him to play, without that capital, you should follow the rules of this circle! ”

Zhou Wenbin followed the good temptation, “Luo Chen, don't be too rigid! When I've had enough, naturally I'll introduce you to the Golden Lord, then..."

Luo Chen couldn't seem to listen any longer. He punched him in the coffee table in front of him and shouted like a trapped animal. "Shut up! I need a new agent!!! ”

Zhou Wenbin was stunned first, then as if he heard a big joke, “Ha ha... you want to change agents? All right, all right! You apply to the company, I want to see, this whole world, who dares to want you! ”

Speaking of the last sentence, Zhou Wenbin's face was cold.

Luo Chen's hand fell on the glass coffee table with a lot of blood. Staring at Zhou Wenbin's eyes was killing him.

The bright contrast between the red blood and the white skin tone of the tickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktickticktick on

Zhou Wenbin's cloudy eyes suddenly stained with lust. He almost rushed to the other side. “Don't worry, Luo Chen... don't worry, as long as you listen carefully, I won't hurt you...”

“Fuck off! ”

“Lo Chen, let yourself go. Do you want your mother to suffer with you? ”

Luo Chen was going to smash his fist in a flash. Zhou Wenbin saw his heart was happy and hurried to chew on each other's lips...

This is the moment…

“Bang--" the door of the office was kicked from the outside.

The door panels hit the walls, making a shocking noise.

A slender figure stood against the light at the door, sprinkled between the eyebrows sharply, colored lips with a curve that looked like a smile and not a smile, the glittering peach blossom eyes slightly picked up.

As if walking in his own yard, the man just slapped the corner of his coat, walked in like a idle courtyard, his face turned piggy liver color, incredibly staring at his Zhou Wenbin, unseen mouth, “Yikes, this is early in the morning, Zhou Da broker is really... so elegant! ”

Who knows, Zhou Wenbin's teeth almost broke: “Ye! White!!! ”

It's this bastard again!

On the sofa, Luochen, with his messy clothes, pushed Zhou Wenbin away and looked at the stranger suddenly appearing at the door in panic.

“I'm so sorry, nobody answered the door. I thought you had an accident in there!” Ye Zheng's face blushed and said nonsense. After looking at Luochen in panic, he did not move his gorgeous foot, another foot kicked back the wide open door, in time to isolate the outside sight.

“What are you doing here!” Once again, the good thing was broken, and Zhou Wenbin almost threw up blood.

Ye Zheng reached out, dragged a chair, sat down lazily, waved the document in his hand, “Come and check in, please make a handover with me! ”