Transmigrated Into a Big Boss to Snatch Away the Cannon Fodder

"I slowly hit a question mark?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh @ 0 At the end, I want to see the appearance of the black beauty! I love the black beauty!

"I think Ba Ba is worthy of being a Ba Ba. This is a good product! Ba Ba says that it is too cheap! Boo Boo Boo, what kind of fairy boss is this? I love it anyway!"

"The boss of someone else will never let me down, President Zhang, you learn!"

"E, I alone thought that Rong’s expression seemed to be so unnatural? Maybe, Hei Mei is his car?"

There was a lot of talk in the barrage.

In the lens, sweet beans have been put down.

It gave Mean a little anxiously at He Qian, and the plum pad stepped on the table and rushed at He Qian.

He Qian didn't expect it to stick to himself so much, he immediately smiled.

Rong's employees were sighing at the scene, but they became more envious.

"Sweet beans! Look at sweet beans! There are dried fish here!"

"Sweet Bean, look at me, look at me, baby, woo woo woo woo, my little sweetheart."

"Tiandou is a bad guy, don't go over!"

The chaos at the scene made He Qian's eyebrows that had just been bent suddenly cold, and his eye knife did not scatter under the stage like money.

In the barrage, the netizens looked happy and dead.

"Hahahahaha, the war caused by a cat!"

"Hey, is it called sweet bean? Sweet bean is really cute and I love it too! I want to be on the spot!"

"I laughed to death. What are these people talking about as tiger shovel officer? Look at the knife that people shovel shit officer!"

Although Sweet Bean’s unwillingness to a certain extent had a certain impact on the lottery draw, it was said that it was the car he guessed on the first leg, so the prize was still determined.

Rong Qing glanced at him, wondering in his heart.

Sweet beans!

Stepped on a Maserati!

Which one he just opened recently.

But this one is considered to be a relatively low price.

Rong Qing felt his chin inwardly and spread his hands.

Hey, this is the sweet bean you love, it has nothing to do with me.

As soon as the prize was announced, many sweet bean parties suddenly looked at Sweet Beans in tears.

"How can you go to President Rong?"

"Sweet bean, you have changed! You are no longer that sweetie!"

"Maserati is not bad, but President Rong's Maybach is even better!"

In the barrage, netizens were almost laughed to death by these Rongs employees.

"It's too real! These people are really too real! I just said that Sweet Bean is a little cute, but now I don't recognize a cat if I turn my face. Hahahahahaha."

"Well, it's the same for me. Even if I can't draw, the prize will be better!"

"I only have one question. Is it really delivered directly? This is too atmospheric. How many years have I struggled with a car?"

"It's impossible for such a big annual meeting to be fake, let's talk about it, you look at people's garages.

It didn't take long for the waves to follow the barrage, and suddenly a barrage drifted across them to attract their attention.

"After all, since this is the Rong's boss, does that mean that the watch on the hands of others may really be more than 30 million...?"

All netizens suddenly smiled.

"I have a bold idea. That brooch that is said to be more than 100 million yuan, shouldn't it be true?"

"I, I don't dare to think about it, more than one billion! Just wear it out like this? Shouldn't one more than one hundred million be placed behind any anti-theft glass booth and send someone to guard it for 24 hours?"

"E, shouldn't it be? If it's someone else, just forget about it. If you look at those cars, just a few units will have 100 million. Probably people with more than 100 million brooches are just ordinary jewelry?"

"God he is more than a billion yuan is an ordinary jewelry! No, I am a lemon, why should I come to see Rong's annual meeting at a low price? I'm just a poor ghost with a monthly salary that can't even reach the tax line!

"Well, who is not..."

Not long after the barrage was sour, suddenly many barrage jumped out.

"Laughing to me, didn't Enron just say that Yanya from their family? Come here, you send Yanyan's manuscript to us for a look, 10 million! Oh huh! It's amazing, An Ran actually had an eight million brooch lent to her by Rong, which is great~"

"Hahahaha, yes, Enron’s fans? Didn’t you just say that this little brother is touching the porcelain and wanting to debut in C? Isn’t it impossible to have more than one billion? Come on, the microphone is for you, you continue to speak , Hahahahahaha! I laughed to death, and for the first time I saw that even my idol’s gold master dad didn’t recognize it."

"Well, I can imagine what the headline is tomorrow. Enron fans are angry at the gold master dad, and I promise to search first!"

Fans of Enron also saw this, and they were silent without exception.

Who could have imagined that such a young and handsome man would actually be Rong's boss?

Didn't the boss manage to deal with the cards this year?You are so young, how do we know you are the boss?

Enron's agent wiped a lot of sweat on the nanny car.

He didn't expect fans to pinch Rong!

He has been paying attention to Enron and arranging other work. He has neglected to manage the fan group for a while, and unexpectedly fans have pinched Rong!

He even felt a little grateful that the barrage of good drama came out and said.

Otherwise, he is afraid that after tonight, Enron and he will not continue to mix in this circle.

But Rao is so, they are destined to be a joke in the entertainment industry tonight.

Jin's father was sprayed, which is unprecedented.

Gao Ning happened to not deal with this broker very much. She saw the news pushed on her mobile phone and was happy.

"You have today too."

She opened the article casually and looked at it, suddenly stopped.

Is Mr. Rong being sprayed?

Her expression was very strange for a while.

This Enron fan, don’t want to cook it by myself?

She flipped over Enron's push again and suddenly stopped.

This manuscript...

Gao Ning was sitting on the single sofa beside him. Xiu Mei twisted it slightly, and read the manuscript quickly in ten lines.

The content of the manuscript is very simple, but the amount of information is a bit large.

This Enran, actually stepped on so many actresses in the name of President Rong?

Gao Ning has been in the circle for so long, he won't even have such a little eyesight.

Although the whole manuscript is not written explicitly, it basically implies that Enron and Rongqing have a leg.

But Gao Ning can also be sure that this manuscript was released by Enron herself. Does she want a cool under the big tree?

Gao Ning sneered.

They didn’t even do this. What is your safety?

Tap the phone, Gao Ning sent a message directly to Assistant He.

After thinking about it, she sent Linji another message.

Putting down the phone, Gao Ning deeply conceals merit and fame.

Well, when will you be able to drink the wedding wine of Linji and Rong Rong?

To be reasonable, that ostentation should be very grand?

Annual meeting site.

Rong Qing glanced at the drawn Maserati and was happy.

"Since you have won this one, then this one."

As soon as he spoke, Rong's employees couldn't say much.

After all, even this Maserati is already very valuable!

Besides, they may not be able to reach them.

If they were not drawn, millions would make them less sour!

It seems that the cold has become a fever?

There is only a little reason for Rongqing, so He Qian held the sweet bean to continue the lottery, he left the camera slack.

Fortunately, Maserati's temptation is big enough.

Especially when there was someone waiting in the garage to broadcast the Maserati live broadcast, it caused a commotion.

But this also led to the fact that few people around Rong Qing noticed his abnormality.

Except, Enron.

She has been staring at this handsome man from the moment she appeared with honor.

Even when he saw his private garage, his eyes burst out like a subtle light!

Is this the financial strength of Rong's boss?

Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, if, if she could share this wealth!

In an instant, Enron didn't even know which suit to wear to fit in these cars!

There was a burning flame in her chest.

Honor?

She must win this man!

Almost at the moment when Rong Qing came to an end, Enran discovered that he was not right.

Rong Qing just stumbled?

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

I seem to have a fever.

Rong Qing thought blankly.

He was entirely supported by the table he was leaning on.

Hands and feet are soft and top-heavy.

He even faintly sensed that his breath was burning.

It's like breathing in magma.

Come and see dad!

Dad is going to fall ill!

But when he thought about it, he held it back.

No way!

Daddy's wise and brilliant image!

"Mr. Rong."

A voice rang from behind him.

Fuck!Which one is so indifferent, this time to disturb my father!

Rong Qing turned his head stubbornly.

female?

do not know.

Who are you?You go away, don't suffer Laozi!

Rong Qing resisted three consecutively, with no expression on his face, making An Ran look inexplicably a little afraid.

Come on!

As long as you win him, you are Mrs. Rong who is envied by all people!

Clenching his teeth, Enran pinched a thigh, his eyes immediately filled with water.

"I don't know if Rong remembers me or not? I am your new spokesperson this year."

She flicked her hair with a variety of styles, and her eyes were still closed with autumn eyes.

...Fuck!

Who are you?

What are you doing?

Don't tell me, you are here to seduce dad!

At this time!

Rongqing only felt that the whole person was bad.

Which hanbian approved this spokesperson?

Wage deduction!Bonus!

You better not let dad know you!!!

Enran waited for a while, but was awkward when he saw that Rongqing didn't respond.

What she didn't know was that a camera was hidden behind Rong Qing, and all her actions and words were broadcast.

"E... a little embarrassed. Enron's fans just stepped on Rong Pa Ba, En Ran came over to seduce others, embarrassed out of Ward's mother."

"I don't know if Enron's powder is still there, don't you hit your face? Let you step on it, and now you are tasting it yourself, you are rushing to post it, Enron will not even give a look."

"Passers said it was embarrassing too. Enron has been quite hot in the past two years, and his acting skills have a good reputation, but this move really lowered his favorability."

"Please, it's normal for our family to say something to Mr. Rong. Is it normal to say that Mr. Jin's father is here and he doesn't say hello before he is rude? Anyway, what if we still like Mr. Rong? Isn’t Lang Cai’s female look so good?”

There was another pinch on the barrage, and Enron fans changed their previous steps and suddenly started desperately trying to match.

The agent sitting in the babysitter's car suddenly felt cold.

He was about to call to ask the Shuijun to suppress it, and suddenly noticed a very familiar netizen id.

He was shocked.

Isn’t this id the most commonly used trumpet in Enron’s favorite army?

He recalled that when Enran specifically asked him a photo of Rong's top management, the touch on his face was bound to get.

What else does the broker do not understand?

This Enron is a big heart!

Finished!

He collapsed!

Everything is over!If he shouldn’t, he shouldn’t give Enron so much freedom!

In the end, she raised her ambitions but did not learn the rules of survival!

At the venue, Enran finally noticed that the glorious eyes began to loosen.

Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

She has a bold idea in her head.

"Mr. Rong, you seem to be uncomfortable? Should I help you to the lounge?"

She said that a pair of arms would be stretched out.

This is an opportunity!

As long as Rong Qing follows her, what will happen later will be hers!

Enron screamed with excitement.

Don't suffer!

Rong Qing watched these hands stretched out, he wanted to reach out and shoot.

But he didn't expect to let go, he was soft all over!

Then, he was hooped tightly behind him with an iron arm.

He heard the most familiar voice in his ear, which seemed to carry an ice knife.

"No trouble, I just take him to rest."

It's a halberd!