One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

  Chapter 29 I, Ling Qiong, make money! (29)

  Lingqiong suddenly appeared to pick him up, and Lu Wenci was happy in his heart.

  Lingqiong probably thought it was too tired to put on his shoulders, so she took his arm directly.

  Lu Wenci had been picked up by her several times, and he didn't know if it was a habit or something, but he didn't think anything was wrong.

  The two went to the parking lot together, and when they saw Lingqiong's car, Lu Wenci choked.

   "Have you changed cars?"

   "Huh huh." Lingqiong touched the car that was more sassy than the previous one, showing off in a satisfied tone, "Is it good-looking?"

  "..."

  Suddenly I don’t really want to sit down.

  ...

  Lu Wenci finally went home in that car, and a thick layer of dust fell in the house. I don't know how long no one has lived.

   "You didn't live here?"

  Lingqiong: "You are not here, what am I doing here."

  Lu Wenci: "..."

  This is easy to misunderstand.

  Lu Wenci knew that she had returned to Su's house, so it was normal not to live here.

  Lu Wenci began to clean up the room he hadn’t lived in for a long time.

  Lingqiong is an uncle as always, shaking her legs, eating snacks, playing games, and directing Lu Wenci to work.

  [Dear, don’t you really change a place for the target person? 】

  "He is not making money, so he can't change it?"

  【Dear, you know. ] Shining hints at Ling Qiong.

  Lingqiong: "..."

  No, I don’t understand.

  She has to come for everything!

   Is she a krypton tool person?

  Sparkling voice is a little shy, [After all, we are a little game of raising paper people. 】

   Lingqiong: "..." This tone always feels weird.

  Lingqiong refused to change his place of residence, which caused Lu Wenci to not change his place for a long time.

  This may be the charm of krypton gold.

  As long as she is not 氪, she will not change this state.

  Even if the drama behind Lu Wenci became popular again, the variety show became popular inexplicably. Lu Wenci became a popular little fresh meat, and he couldn't change this state.

  And Lu Wenci’s fans found that their fans are so pitiful, and it’s random whether they are hot or not.

  Maybe this drama is on fire, and the other one is stale.

  Then the next variety show is hot again, and the lower variety show is slurried again.

   over and over again, there is no qualitative.

  Fans call him Schrödinger’s Lu Wenci.

  You only know if it’s not fuzzy until after it’s broadcast.

  This also caused some people who wanted to find Lu Wenci to hesitate.

  Fire is a big fire, but it can be bashed...that is also a big bash!

  So Lu Wenci's resources are always good and bad.

  But because of this metaphysical physique, Lu Wenci's popularity has gradually kept.

  The drama is not confused.

  [Brother, this is the legendary metaphysical physique, right? ]

  [This is too mysterious, right? Isn’t your brother acting okay? How did that happen. ]

  [ZaiZai is really miserable, no one knows whether his next drama is muddled or not. The career fan is really heartbroken. ]

  [I have gone to ask for the talisman, I hope my brother will continue to flourish. ]

  Fans are heartbroken for Lu Wenci’s career.

  However, they didn't know that Lingqiong's decision was in the hands of Lu Wenci.

  Lingqiong is sitting in the office looking at the picture book at this time—

  Lu Wenci (10/16)

  I have drawn 10, and there are 6 more...

  Lingqiong looked at the 6 photos that hadn't been turned over. She was itchy all over, and wanted to light it up.

  Can you draw?

  There are so many draws in the front, and there are 6 cards left, so the previous draws are wasted?

  The bottom one is not full, and the big picture on the top should not be able to light up...

   But smoke it—

  According to the drop rate of this dog game, I don’t know how much money to spend in it.

  Lingqiong hugged her head, sorrowing her forehead against the table.

  嘤嘤嘤, it’s so hard to choose.

ten minutes later.

  Lingqiong went to wash her hands—washed it back and forth three times with hand sanitizer—and then sat on the sofa in a precarious manner.

   Inhale, exhale...pump!

  Nothing happens for ten consecutive times.

   Bailian went down and smoked a lonely.

  One thousand...

  Three thousand...

  Five thousand...

  Lingqiong's expression gradually became numb, just a card drawing machine with no emotions.

  The last ten companies!

  If you don’t come out again, Dad won’t smoke!

  Lingqiong went on for the last ten consecutive years, really...not out.

  Lingqiong: "..." I'll be a pig again!

  Dog game!

Rubbish!

  Close sooner or later!

  Lingqiong anger off the homepage, sitting in a chair and spinning around and scolding game planners.

  After venting his anger, Ling·Piggy·Joan took a breath, rolled up his sleeves... and opened the card pool again.

  I still don’t believe it!

  I don’t know if it’s planning to hear her cursing, but this time it was out after 20 consecutive smashes.

  Lingqiong stared at the overturned card, the words '13 o'clock in the night' were very eye-catching.

  The card surface is a bit fuzzy, like at night, Lingqiong distinguished it for a while, but did not distinguish what the scene was.

  What did she smash out?

  Lingqiong can't understand it, and there is no red stamp for 2/3. It is estimated that he has not reached a specific location.

  ...

  The card was held in Lingqiong's hand for more than a month, and it was in a state of nothing happened.

  Lingqiong has been busy for a while, but she has forgotten this too.

   "President Xiao Su, don't go, just stay for a while." The little assistant chased Lingqiong bitterly to persuade him.

  Su's father is President Su, so she is called President Su in the company.

  But President Xiao Su always wants to usurp the throne, and he doesn't like the title of President Xiao Su.

   "No. I'm not to accompany the wine." Lingqiong is very willful, "I will endure it if I look good, just those inside, you let me accompany them? You Su, I am so worthless?

  I think she was accompanied by a state-level leader, but now everyone dares to let her accompany her!

   "But this is a relationship between people, everyone should give some face, and we are still a cooperative relationship, President Su also explained..."

   "Don't." Ling Qiong didn't care at all, "It's a big deal, I'll change my pit...cooperation."

  "..."

  The little assistant is about to cry.

  Lingqiong took a picture of the assistant's shoulder, her brows were crooked, and she smiled kindly, "Whoever makes money is not making money, right."

  "..."

  Lingqiong was about to leave, and the little assistant couldn't stop him, so he could only ask for help from President Su.

  Just so long as he asked for help, Lingqiong disappeared.

   Assistant: "..." It's over!

  ...

  Lingqiong helped Lui to hear his words and leaned against the wall in the corner.

   "Why drink so much?"

  Lu Wenci has a lot of alcohol.

   "I didn't drink much." Lu Wenci did not look very drunk, and the logic of his speech was very clear.

   Lingqiong: "Why are you here?"

  "The crew has a dinner." Lu Wenci replied with full accent, like a kid in the kindergarten who was selected to answer the question.

  The white face was stained with scarlet, and the fine bangs blocked those beautiful eyes, inexplicably well-behaved.

  Lingqiong thought he was a little drunk.

  But the more you look, the more cute it is.

   Lingqiong swallowed, "Then go back now?"

   "Hmm, back."

  Lingqiong took the person away and returned to Lu Wenci's residence. Without taking off his shoes, he went straight into the bedroom and fell straight down.

  Lingqiong: "..."

  Lingqiong followed up and patted his shoulder, "Are you drunk?"

  Lu Wenci's face was buried in the quilt, and his voice was muffled: "No."

  Lingqiong: "..."

  You are obviously drunk!

  Not yet!

  Lingqiong stood in the room for a few seconds, exhaled, took off his shoes, and stuffed the person into the quilt.

  (End of this chapter)