My Third Gentleman

Chapter 1782 Show Fright (4)

The assistant didn't lie. Two hundred thousand is indeed the highest standard for signing a person, and above that is the worth of the person who signed the boss himself.

He scanned the woman in front of him. It was not very good, at least not up to the boss's signing standards.

"This gentleman, I think you probably don't understand what I mean very much. If I want to sell, I will buy it myself and I don't need to pimp."

The assistant took a deep look at her, "Don't come back to me crying in the future." It can be seen that he was very angry, but the boss also said and followed her wishes without reluctance, and finally walked away.

Zhang Xiaowei looked at his back in silence, and laughed at himself. Maybe one day he would cry and go back to him.

After the assistant went back, he reported to the boss truthfully, but he unexpectedly found that the boss was not angry, but his face seemed to be a little more tolerant and even more annoying...

The assistant shook his head, puzzled.

The last one is of the nature of the exhibition, and is exhibited by Zhang Xiaowei alone. The Soul of Fire is KC's proud work. The design of the fiery red ice silk is only lightly concealed by the key parts. The half-hugging pipa still hides the face. The red tulle design made the man's curiosity to the extreme. With Zhang Xiaowei's deliberately disguised face adorned with blood and tears, all men were boiling over.

Even Xu Molian lifted her eyes, revealing what is the difference between selling her body for this reason, fake innocence.

He shook the red wine glass and drank it in one gulp, but kept his eyes on the stage.

The assistant misunderstood what he meant, "Boss, do you have to sign people with the highest standards?"

Xu Molian glanced at him, but said nothing.

The little assistant swallowed and did not know what to do.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang above the T station, like an earthquake, the background station collapsed...

"The cave... is a cave, run..."

The men at the end of the runway screamed in fear and ran towards the door quickly.

Xu Molian's body movements were faster than his brain's reaction. After he reacted, she was already standing on the T stage, taking off her suit jacket in twos and putting it on Zhang Xiaowei.

He took the microphone on the stage and directed the scene, "Don't panic, go out one by one, the area of ​​the collapse is small, don't get injured because people step on them."

Having said that, he didn't understand the actual situation of the landslide, and it seemed to be against him from above. As soon as the voice fell, another large building collapsed, and it was moving rumblingly, and the sound was endless.

The location was less than one meter away from where he was standing. Without thinking about it, he took Zhang Xiaowei's hand and walked under the runway.

This time it caused even greater panic. The people who came to this show were rich or expensive, and they were all life-saving people. Although Xu Molian's people were maintaining order, panic was unavoidable and some people were injured at the scene.

"Boss, you go through the secret passage first, behind me." The assistant squeezed to his side and was surprised to see him holding Zhang Xiaowei's hand, but didn't ask anything.

"If the scene is uncontrollable, you all walk through the secret passages, and don't care about those people."

Zhang Xiaowei swept the surroundings. Xu Molian's subordinates were all well-trained. Under such circumstances, they did not panic and tried their best to maintain order.

To be honest, she was trapped at first, thinking that she was going to confess here, but when Xu Molian descended like a god, her flustered heart was stabilized.

Even she herself couldn't tell what emotion this was.

(End of this chapter)