The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

The sound of the contract being thrown on the table was not small.

Manager Wang's forehead twitched, but he dared not speak out.

Suppressing his anger, he opened the contract, and when he saw the word termination, he snorted softly.

Rong Liyuan raised his head, and glanced at him with cold eyes.

Manager Wang's facial expression was stiff, his whole body felt cold, and he didn't dare to make any small movements.

Quickly cleared up the flustered mood, pulled out the chair and sat down, the buttock that just fell was still aching.

He pretended to be calm, "If you want to terminate the contract, you can just pay the termination fee."

Li Zhiyi is DW's trump card, how could he let him go so easily.

The smile on the corner of Mu Changying's mouth deepened, the corners of his eyes turned up, and his face was full of teasing, "Ah Yuan, do you think he is a little confused about the situation?"

Rong Liyuan's sexy Adam's apple twitched, "Ying Bao is right."

As soon as the conversation between the two came out, Manager Wang's face suddenly became colorful.

Shortness of breath, the contract was clutched in both hands, and the legs were shaking with fear.

Seeing his cowardly look, Bai Mo casually pulled out a chair and sat down.

Now that the whole building is occupied by their people, Manager Wang wants money? Are you sure this isn't a daydream?

Li Zhiyi waited impatiently, raised his hand to push back the hair on his forehead, rubbed his eyes, "Manager, do you need me to hold your hand and sign?"

The eyebrows are dense, the appearance is rough, and the wheat-colored skin is full of wildness.

It is wild and wild, like a cheetah preying on the prairie.

Manager Wang swallowed wildly: "..."

Why didn't I find this thing so scary before?

Li Zhiyi, "The manager doesn't speak, it seems that he really needs help."

He paced forward and bent down.

Watched by those eyes, Manager Wang became more and more stiff.

After confronting each other for a long time, he was the first to be cowardly, and picked up the ballpoint pen on the table spinelessly.

His desire to survive was over the top, "No, no... no need to help, I can do it myself."

Pick up the pen and quickly sign the contract.

Clean and neat, the hand speed is amazing.

After signing, the strength of the body seemed to be exhausted, and he slumped on the chair weakly.

"Okay, okay." Push the contract forward.

Li Zhiyi picked it up, glanced at ten lines, and threw the contract to Bai Mo after confirming that there was no problem.

He knocked on the table, "By the way, my former teammate..."

With this knock, Manager Wang, who was originally weak, didn't dare to relax, and quickly straightened his body, doing a good job.

This on-the-spot reaction was very similar to that of a student seeing the head teacher walk into the classroom.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I promise that the pair will not treat them badly."

The ace left one, and the rest of the players had to hold on no matter what.

"No."

"Manager, we don't really want to enjoy your generous treatment."

"Brother Yi is gone, there's no point in staying here."

There were voices at the door, and the guards saw Bai Mo raise his hand, and they immediately let him go.

Four men in their twenties stood in front of Manager Wang, and unanimously put the termination contract on the table.

"You! What do you mean?! Ah?!"

"Want to terminate the contract? Have you found out how much the termination fee is? Can you afford it?"

The backgrounds of these few people were not as strong as Li Zhiyi's. Manager Wang was revived with full blood and yelled at people full of anger.

The few boys were not frightened to grow up, and their expressions did not change.

The leading man with dyed silver hair took out a bank card and put it on the table without hesitation.

"After playing games for so many years, I still have some savings, more than enough to pay the termination fee."

With him taking the lead, the rest of the people also followed suit.

Manager Wang propped his hands on the table, burning with anger, panting more and more heavily, his face flushed all the way to his neck.

Collective termination? What the hell are these little bastards dreaming about?

Mu Changying put down his arms around Rong Liyuan's neck, "The manager had better sign the contract quickly, so as not to waste time."

These people have a good relationship with the second brother, since they want to terminate the contract, let's deal with it together.

It was rare for Manager Wang to be tough, "There is no need to discuss this matter!"

Although Li Zhiyi is the trump card, he left DW and their other players.

But if these four are terminated together, the entire team will have no official players, only those boys in the training camp who have not played in the game will be left.

"Oh? Really." Mu Changying smiled softly.

The laughter is delicate and soft, sweet and pleasant.

Bai Mo's scalp tingled when he heard the laughter, and his eyes were shining with the light of watching the show.

Mu Changying stood up calmly from Rong Liyuan's arms, and walked slowly towards the desk with small steps.

She is full of charm when she walks, but no one in the office dares to spy on her.

Rong Liyuan raised Erlang's legs and touched the men's watch on his wrist.

He glanced at the time, crossed his hands, clasped his fingers, and stared intently at his girl.

Mu Changying walked to the desk, holding Manager Wang's tie with her little hand.

With a strong pull on his hand, he fell forward and leaned against the table.

"You...you let go. Do you believe that I will call the police and call the police to arrest you?"

Manager Wang's tie was pulled, he had difficulty breathing, and struggled unwillingly to resist.

Mu Changying pursed her lips and loosened her tie.

Just when he thought he was saved, she quickly grabbed his neck with her hands.

The movements were as fast as lightning, and he was not even given room to breathe.

"You don't listen to what people say."

"I have to force my aunt to be rough."

This person is a typical person who does not shed tears when he sees the coffin, and opens a dyeing workshop when he gives three points of color.

"Call the police and arrest me? What's wrong with me? They paid the termination fee according to the contract, but you didn't sign it. It seems that you are the one who broke the law~"

Seeing this, the four professional players in the office looked at Li Zhiyi with admiration.

Holy crap, where did this guy come from?

His neck was pinched, as if Mu Changying would die if he exerted a little force.

Difficulty breathing is indeed uncomfortable, but what is even more uncomfortable is the torment in the heart.

Manager Wang struggled tenaciously for a few minutes, his face was pale, and the fear in his heart was growing.

His eyes rolled outwards, "I...I...I will sign."

"That's good." Mu Changying let go of his hand and patted his head.

Rong Liyuan's eyes suddenly sank.

He stared coldly at Manager Wang's head, frowning.

He stood up, walked to her side, and unquestionably took her little hand and walked aside.

"Yingbao, he's dirty."

She is really bad, she always likes to touch these dirty things at every turn.

Bai Mo: "..."

Come on, Second Master is jealous again.

He pursed his lips, took the white candy stick from his mouth and held it in his hand, like smoking.

"Hurry up." Urged impatiently.

Manager Wang was angry and angry, but looking at the bodyguards standing at the door, his anger could only be contained in his heart.

He picked up the pen and signed.

The speed is very slow, stroke by stroke is like a primary school student writing.

Every time I write a stroke, my heart is bleeding, and my heart is broken into several pieces.

It took him ten minutes to sign the contracts of these four people.

Mu Changying looked at Manager Wang's pained face, and pouted, saying that if he didn't die, he wouldn't die.

She yawned, "Brother, you're home."

Li Zhiyi restrained his breath, "Yes."

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elder brother?

The eyes of the four teammates widened, as if they had seen a ghost.