What does the Public Security Bureau want with him? He’s not whoring or whoring! Listen carefully. Boy, let him take money to the Public Security Bureau to get people.
Pay the fine formalities for a while Yan Dong pinched her mouth and came out from the inside with a face of bad luck.
"I said that you are really good at not coming to the sauna with me because I didn’t have enough excitement." Song Shifeng slapped his arm and felt ashamed of him. "You said you liked this mouth. Your brother, can I still wronged you?"
"Don’t talk nonsense, it’s not what you think!" Yan Dong can’t stand him being careless when he opens his mouth, and he doesn’t want him to misunderstand that "we didn’t do anything because we were forced to pull me here."
"I didn’t do anything. If I did, I could let you out so easily?" Song Shifeng gave him a white look. "Don’t take it as an excuse. Why can’t I pull you and just pull you?" If you don’t want to come, he can pull you? "
"You …" Yan Dong is depressed and can’t come. He can’t make him eat lotus flowers. I don’t know where to explain this meal, but I still have to explain, "We just watched the video in the house. I didn’t know it was a porn movie. Who knows who put it there?"
Speaking of which, he felt wronged. He really didn’t want to do anything bad. Even the video was just about to be watched. He had nothing to accompany. His mind was full of him. Where is his worry? Don’t watch anything else.
But he couldn’t explain this to Song Shifeng, and finally he could hold back and listen to him laugh all the way.
Speaking of which, he shouldn’t let Song Shifeng take charge of this matter, but when the police asked him to inform his family to pay a fine, he gave Song Shifeng the tie. To tell the truth, his heart was still vaguely happy.
Maybe for once in my life, I can make him justified as my family, even if he sees the most embarrassing side.
But the ideal is full, and now I have a sense of bone, how positive I am when I sign it, and how regretful I am now, and I almost want to hit the wall with regret.
"Really suppress panic, hurry to find a girlfriend to save trouble again." Song Shifeng said earnestly, "Didn’t you say that you would introduce me to you? Go back to find her. "
"Shut up at once" really hurts and doesn’t make people live.
"Don’t let people say it." Song Shifeng bobbed his head. "I can’t help it."
Yan Dongren can bear to turn and run away.
He’s afraid that if he doesn’t leave, unpredictable mistakes will happen, such as blocking his mouth and endlessly irritating his mouth!
Chapter 53 Chapter 53
Several months have passed, and Aiqiao Song Shifeng has wrapped the light and warm imported cashmere coat in his body. You can see that the white fog is coming again in winter.
Song Shifeng doesn’t like to be wrapped like a bear in winter. It’s ugly.
However, when he was a child, he liked the Chinese New Year, and he needed new clothes to wear during the year. He hoped that this new dress could be planned from the beginning of winter to the Chinese New Year, which can be described as eager to wear.
In those days, his mother’s welfare in the department store’s class could definitely make a whole staff dormitory jealous of uncles and aunts. They gave out all the new tea and old vinegar, but he was the rarest to make new clothes with cloth. It was a good time to have a new dress in the Spring Festival that year. Oh, by the way, he also stole his mother’s cream and was chased by his mother and turned into a rabbit.
But it’s all old times. Now his clothes in winter are no less than those in summer, but he still doesn’t like winter. If he doesn’t like it, he doesn’t like it.
Wearing a hat and coat, Song Shifeng dressed himself up as a returned overseas Chinese and came to the threesome office with the first snow in winter.
Because of the cold weather, he has left his second-hand motorcycle at home to eat ash. He will take a taxi when he goes out these days. There are few cars in the small county, and he is familiar with those teachers.
As soon as I entered the door, I was greeted with warmth, and then the monkey Feng Binyuan said hello. This guy is like a radar in his head. He can be the first to find the boss entering the door every time, and he has some dog leg potential.
It was this dog leg before. Don’t ask for money.
I worked as a handyman and accountant for several months, but I learned to budget without learning anything.
Song Shifeng had a headache at the sight of his eyes shining. Where did he need money? But this time he was wrong.
"The editor-in-chief has no models."
"Huh?" What do you mean, no models? I didn’t listen to you in the fog during the Song Dynasty.
"It’s just that the previous issues of the magazine have covered all the models in the county. In the first issue, there is no new model to look for outside." Zhang Xiaoni took over. "I suggest that it is good for our magazine to go to the city in quantity and quality."
"Then go." What else is there to say?
Part-time accountant Feng Bin’s novel "The budget should exceed …"
"I’ll give you three thousand dollars if I’m super-super. Don’t lose yourself when you’re taking photos with Ray." Song Shifeng realized that he was really a considerate and generous boss.
"3 thousand is not enough"
Isn’t it enough for Song Shifeng to stare at him for 3 thousand? Not even a thousand in the county!
"Ray Photography said that if you want to find a good model, otherwise you will waste clothes and a good model will have to start at 500 …"
Song Shifeng suddenly blacked out at the moment. Where is it to find a model or a vampire? Money sucker! He hasn’t got hot money in his pocket yet, and he wants to fly again!
"Give you more than 5,000 without a penny!"
"There is also a good cover, and Zhao Zong can’t connect it."
Just then, the words rang at the desk. It was originally agreed to be a cover model. Zhao Zong had gout and was so painful that he couldn’t shoot it.