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Chapter 73

Words:1007Update:22/06/22 11:46:18

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"It's me!"

Qin Mo threw him to the ground after he finished speaking.

Manager Li was completely stunned by the two cold words. His eyes shook violently, his face pressed against the computer screen, and just like that, he slumped into his seat. Even after Qin Mo left, he didn't come back to his senses. His face was frighteningly pale.

Because he knew that his future was over. He would be fired immediately without the CEO's order, and he wouldn't even be able to survive in Jiang City!

Why … Why was that wastrel introduced by CEO Qin?!

At the same time!

Fu Jiu's hand speed was also displayed on the computers of all the contestants.

Looking at that result, everyone who knew about games was stunned, and then there was an unbelievable uproar!

More than 90%!

At this moment, everyone was silent.

Shock, shock, and astonishment swept through the entire testing room!

That kind of hand speed was something they couldn't achieve even if they practiced for a lifetime!

Who on earth was this contestant 19?

Everyone was asking, and everyone was curious!

But his information had already been torn up and thrown into the dustbin … What a slap to the face!

Qin Mo strode forward. That extremely cold back made Secretary Liang and Feng Yi pale with fear.

Especially Feng Yi.

He was in charge of this internal drawing.

Who knew that his people would directly reject Spade Z, who was poached by the CEO?

Not only would the CEO be angry, but he also wanted to kill that bastard Old Li right now!

Secretary Liang didn't dare to remind their CEO about the afternoon dinner, so he shrunk his neck and pretended to be invisible.

Suddenly!

Qin Mo stopped, took out his phone, and pressed the screen with his fingertips. He tilted his handsome face slightly. "Where are you?"

Three simple words. Did it look like a WeChat message?

Secretary Liang and Feng Yi looked at each other. The person who could make the CEO send a WeChat message at this time …

That little devil (Spade Z)!!!

At this moment, Fu Jiu was still looking at the hot pot restaurant that the boy mentioned. She raised her eyebrows. "Is this the ordinary hot pot restaurant you mentioned?"

It was the only Michelin-starred restaurant in the three northeastern provinces.

Apart from being rich, one had to be powerful to eat there.

Ordinary hot pot restaurant?

There were less than ten of them in the whole world.

The boy laughed and scratched his head. "What, what do you want to eat? I-I'll ask them to get it for you."

"Meat, I'm a pure meat-eater." Fu Jiu didn't even look at the menu. She just sat there devilishly and smiled charmingly. "I didn't expect to pick up a rich second generation in a competition.

The boy began to stutter again, "No, no, I, I don't have any money! However, I can only treat you to hotpot. In the future, when I earn money, I'll treat you to something else! "

"So cute?" Fu Jiu winked and smiled, exuding a seductive aura.

Boom!

The boy blushed again. "You, do you always talk like this?"

"What? Fu Jiu lowered her eyes and started to mix the sauce when she saw the soup being served.

The boy pushed up his glasses. "Yes, it's been discharging electricity.

"That's how handsome you are. Fu Jiu rested one hand on the back of the chair. Her silver hair and black eyes made her look devilish.

The boy was stunned for a moment before he smiled. "That's … that's right. Wait, wait, is your phone ringing?

Phone?

Fu Jiu turned sideways and took out her phone from her pocket with one hand. Seeing that it was a WeChat message from Almighty Qin, she held a chopstick in her mouth and replied.

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