There aren't many dedicated stand-ins like me.

That young man was well versed in the principle that a person who understands current affairs is a hero, and after knowing that Mr. Han was the legendary president of the Han Group, he immediately proactively approached the police to cooperate with the investigation.

Fu Ran falsely condemned: "This face-changing speed is faster than turning the pages of a book, what a dog-legged guy."

Mr. Han glanced at him and asked, "What brand of piano do you want?"

Fu Ran's eyes lit up, and he rushed to grab Mr. Han's sleeve to please him and said, "Steinway!"

Mr. Han uttered a sentence very calmly, "More than that."

The corner of Fu Ran's mouth twitched slightly, and he understood that Mr. Han was saying that he was just as bad as that young man.

but__

"Mr. Han, do you want to buy it? You clearly promised him?" He lowered his voice and deliberately acted like a baby to disgust Mr. Han.

Mr. Han was really numb by Fu Ran, his body froze for a moment, and then he said with complicated eyes: "Next time you talk to me in this tone, you return all the cards I gave you."

After getting along for such a long time, Mr. Han already knows what method to use to treat Furan is the most effective.

Sure enough, after hearing his words, Fu Ran's face changed slightly, he let go of his hand, and pulled a little distance away from him, lowering his head, like a child who has done something wrong and dare not face his parents.

"I was wrong, Mr. Han."

"Do you dare next time?"

It depends on the situation.

Fu Ran answered silently in his heart, but said, "Don't dare, if I do that again, I'll be a puppy."

Mr. Han nodded in satisfaction, "Remember what you said."

"Excellent."

The police and the ambulance came together. Fang Yiwei, who was completely unrecognizable, was carried into the ambulance, and Fu Ran, Mr. Han and others had to go with the police.

"Wait a minute, I have something to report, and I'm also a witness, please bring me with you!" The handsome boy who was at the same table with Fang Yiwei stood out from the crowd with a firm expression on his face.

The woman who was with him pulled him desperately, smiled at the policeman while pulling, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, policemen, I'm sorry, my brother drank some alcohol and lost his mind, he's just joking, I'll take him away , will definitely not hinder you from handling the case, I'm sorry."

There was a young brother among the police, he looked upright and full of energy, he stepped forward to stop the woman, "Sister, I can't be your uncle, don't pull him, you said he was drinking, why didn't I smell the wine Qi, you let him say it himself, we can tell if it is a joke or not."

The little brother froze the woman with his upright spirit, the woman let go angrily, and winked at the handsome boy, but the boy didn't even look at her, and said to the police brother: "The man who was just sent to the hospital maliciously bullied, threatened and lurked. Rules for newcomers in the company, if they don’t obey, he will find someone to prescribe I drugs, and I will report him.”

"What are you talking about!" The woman's face was extremely ugly, and her eyes became gloomy.

The little policeman glanced around between the two, then turned around and whispered something in the ear of the leading senior policeman. The senior policeman said in a deep voice, "Take them all back!"

"Yes!"

When the police came, they did not expect to bring so many people back. There was no room for the police car. Assistant Liu said at the right time, "Let this gentleman sit in our car." Under Assistant Liu's well-founded explanation, the police knew Knowing Mr. Han's background, judging from Mr. Han's identity, he would never do such a thing as driving away. The old policeman nodded and asked, "Can you take another person in your car?"

Assistant Liu said, "Yes."

So, Assistant Liu drove Mr. Han, Fu Ran, the handsome boy and the little policeman brother to follow behind the police car.

In the car, Fu Ran asked the boy what happened to him.

The boy licked his dry lips, "I'll talk about it when I get to the police station. If I say it in advance now, I'm thirsty."

"Well... let's do it."

Fu Ran shrugged, ready to play a few games to pass this boring time.

Mr. Han rested his elbows on the car window, propping his head on his hands to watch Fu Ran play the game.

After watching for a while, he couldn't help reminding: "The teammates didn't come, so you rushed into the crowd alone looking for death."

"I want to cut crispy skin."

"Can't you squat in the grass and wait until there are fewer people to find an opportunity to cut?"

"Can't wait, my tower is almost gone."

"You try to steal the tower."

"I'll steal when this wave of troops comes over."

However, the fact is that Fu Ran failed to steal the tower and was beaten to death by the enemy group.

"Tsk." Mr. Han looked disgusted.

Fu Ran was depressed, and stuffed the mobile phone into Mr. Han's arms, "You can do it if you want, if you can't, don't n't finish it."

Mr. Han narrowed his eyes, "Huh?"

Fu Ran hesitated, "Oh no, what I mean is that I'm too bad, you're amazing, please help me and help me win this round."

Mr. Han picked up the phone slowly, and the screen showed a countdown of 20 seconds left, "Why should I call for you, is there any condition?"

Playing a game requires conditions, hetui!

Seeing that he was going to be resurrected soon, Fu Ran wanted to get the phone back, "No condition, free of charge, Mr. Han, please return the phone to me, I will call myself." Mr. Han suddenly raised his hand, and Fu Ran wasted no time , and fell into Mr. Han's arms. Mr. Han doesn't smoke very much, and he doesn't smell tobacco, only a faint smell of men's perfume.

Hmm... this man is a bit flirtatious.

Fu Ran finished slandering, silently withdrew from Mr. Han's arms, and said sadly: "My mobile phone..."

Mr. Han picked up the collar with one hand and said, "Sit down first."

"Oh." Fu Ran sat down obediently, staring at Mr. Han's other hand eagerly.

Mr. Han looked away from Fu Ran, and instead of returning the phone, he helped him play the game.

Fu Ran was delighted, and secretly moved to Mr. Han's side, poking his head to see how Mr. Han helped him play games.

Obviously using the same set of equipment and the same hero, but in the hands of Mr. Han, it is like being reborn. The crispy skin is cut in seconds, and after the team is broken, Tayi steals a certainty.

Fu Ran had a resentful expression on his face, "It's fake..."

Mr. Han said without raising his head: "It can be seen from this that you are really good."

"My rank is quite high."

"A high rank doesn't mean anything. Now I'm starting to wonder how you got your rank. Are you looking for a substitute?"

??

These words were too heart-wrenching, Fu Ran said calmly, "I don't have the money to find a replacement, I'm lucky, and all the enemies I meet are worse than me."

As if feeling that Fu Ran was hit hard by him, Mr. Han added, "Actually, you play a little better than ordinary people."

Fu Ran said that he was not comforted, the enemy crystal was pushed away, he took back his mobile phone, and asked curiously: "Mr. Han, you are so good at operating, do you often play?"

Unexpectedly, the big president who manages a lot of things every day is also very good at playing games.

Mr. Han said calmly: "I don't want to play, I've seen others play it a few times."

"..." Well, the chief executive is different. With Mr. Han's configuration, he can be the male number one in the novel.