Super son-in-law of female CEO

Well, if I knew it earlier, I would let Fatty come in alone. He was having so much fun by himself, so Jiang Chen and Mo Qiong'an had nothing but to watch.

"Welcome to Sister Stone's Big Rocket."

"Welcome to Sister Hammer's big yacht, but it's agreed that Rocket can choose the posture."

"By the way, how can your names be so domineering? It's either a stone or a hammer."

Watching Fatty Gao interact with the audience on the phone, many black lines appeared on Jiang Chen's forehead.

"The rooster lays eggs? There is such an operation? Tell me about it." Fatty Gao turned into a curious baby at this moment, not understanding how this trick came about.

Tens of seconds later, Fatty Gao shook his head and said, "That's not okay. How can you play with that thing? This is a live broadcast room. If you have children, why don't I show you a boulder in the chest."

Without waiting for the audience to refute, Fatty Gao took a wooden board from the side and placed it on Shen Congwu's stomach.

Before Shen Congwu could say anything, he saw Fatty Gao jump up and step on him.

With a click, the board broke, and Shen Congwu over there kept rolling on the bed with his stomach in his arms.

From this moment on, Fatty Gao completely liberated himself.

I saw him moving his wrists and starting various performances.

In 10 minutes, Shen Congwu over there had turned into a pig's head.

That red and swollen face, even if her mother Long Jiaoer came, she might not be able to recognize it.

"It's almost over. The people below seem to have discovered it. We should go." Mo Qiong'an received the news and knew that the live broadcast content had been spread, and Long Jiao'er had already rushed over.

Before Fatty Gao left, he gave Shen Congwu an enhanced version of the Millennium Killer for free.

This time, Shen Congwu passed out completely.

After taking off his clothes, Mo Qiong'an hastily put them into the closet next to him.

"I said Fatty, if you have no money, you can do live broadcasting. This Profound Truth Millennium Killing is amazing." Jiang Chen praised with a smile.

"That's right, the movements are clean and quick, without a trace of sloppiness, even Jiang Chen may not be able to bear it." Mo Qiong'an joked.

"Stop, I don't want to try, you should do it." Jiang Chen now felt his chrysanthemum tighten when he heard the words "Millennium Killing".

Talking and walking out of the room, Ye Ying was already standing at the door.

"You guys, it's really playing out. Shen Congwu is already unconscious. If I hadn't stopped Long Jiaoer, she would have gone berserk long ago, and now she is clamoring to see Mo Qiong'an." Ye Ying was sincere to the three of them. It's very speechless, and it's so dirty after a lesson.

"Long Jiaoer is here?" Mo Qiongan asked in surprise.

"That's right, it's in Shen Congwu's room, and the health care doctor has checked it just now, saying that Shen Congwu can't get off the ground during this period of time, he can only lie on his stomach, and that the place is cracked." Ye Ying looked at it deliberately as she spoke. fat man.

Fatty Gao also thought that the consequences would be so serious, but he still took out a piece of paper and wiped his fingers.

"Cracked?" Jiang Chen knew medical skills, so he naturally understood the concept of cracked.

Afterwards, he looked at Fatty Gao, and said in a low voice, "I said brother, why don't you get a table leg for him to stuff in."

"Low-key, low-key, don't be so loud, okay, I'm having a good time, don't pay attention to these things." Fatty Gao said embarrassingly.

"Okay, don't talk about it, go in later, don't tell anyone, you must show that surprised look, understand?" Mo Qiong'an interrupted their discussion, after all, Long Jiaoer is not easy to serve the Lord.

"Understood, I entered the wrong industry back then, otherwise I would be a film king, you say so, Jiang Chen." Fatty Gao boasted.

"Yes, you are the best actor, you are the best actor of the Golden Horse, okay?" Jiang Chen was convinced.

"Let's go." Fatty Gao waved his hands.

Mo Qiongan shook his head, then walked directly towards Shen Congwu's room.

"Get out, get out for me." Before entering the door, I heard Long Jiao'er's roar inside.

"Miss Long, I'm in charge here now, are you sure you want me to go out?" Mo Qiong'an said in a deep voice.

"Boy of the Mo family, you came at the right time. That's how you look at my son. Let three thieves sneak in. Let me tell you, if anything happens to my son, I won't let you go." Long Jiaoer scolded road.

Long Jiao'er is indeed the jewel in the palm of Mr. Long, at the age of forty or so, she looks like she is in her early thirties, and her clothes are also very young. It is impossible to tell from her appearance that she has a son as old as Shen Congwu.

"That's what I said, letting your son relax like this is already giving you face, what's the matter, we still have to find a few beauties to serve him?" Fatty Gao bald, and the words went out.

"You dare to talk to me like that?" Long Jiaoer looked at Fatty Gao coldly with her bright eyes.

"How else can I say something other than that? Is it possible? Do you dare to say that the Tianling Mountain matter has nothing to do with the Shen family's father and son?" Fatty Gao's pole essence exploded, and he directly turned back abruptly.

"What does Tianling Mountain have to do with my son? Don't be bloody. I have written down what happened today. I hope you will be well in the future and don't fall into my hands." Long Jiaoer sneered , and at the same time gently covered Shen Congwu's body with the quilt.

"So what if it falls into your hands, can I understand that you are intimidating us?" Jiang Chen looked at Long Jiaoer playfully. To be honest, he really wanted to see Long Jiaoer's methods.

"So what about intimidation, boy Mo, even if your father is here, he wouldn't dare to talk to me like that. Could it be that your subordinates are so uneducated?" Long Jiaoer stared at Mo Qiongan and asked.

"Intimidation naturally has a solution to intimidation. Mo Qiong'an, let this Ms. Long leave. We have to check whether Shen Congwu is really injured. What if he is pretending to be sick?" Jiang Chen said to Gao. The fat man gave him a look.

"That's right, the Shen family's father and son don't have a good bird, I have to check it carefully." Fatty Gao leaned over after speaking.

Suddenly, a black hole hit Gao Fatty's head, and Gao Fatty's movements stopped immediately.

"Try it, and see if I dare to kill you on the spot." Long Jiaoer pointed the gun at Fatty Gao, and the cold words made Fatty Gao's heart beat faster, and there were bubbles on his head. A lot of sweat.

"Long Jiaoer, how dare you." Jiang Chen was the first to jump out, and he scolded in a cold voice.

"Boy Mo, I want to take my son out of here, do you want to stop me?" Long Jiaoer turned to look at Mo Qiong'an.

Mo Qiongan shook his head, then clapped his hands, and many people rushed in immediately.