Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"Um, doesn't BOSS have a son?" The receptionist held the phone and looked SUN up and down, "I see, okay, okay... kid, BOSS asked you to answer the phone."

SUN picked up the receiver: "Hey, good son... Where did you hide my mother?"

When Jian Chenche heard this, his eyes flashed brightly.

How could he forget the little overlord's tone?

The elevator door opened, and Jian Chenche walked out of the elevator, and sure enough, he saw the little guy in front of the counter.

There was actually a big tiger squatting under his feet.

Jian Chenche came out of Yushu Linfeng, followed by the secretary and two assistants.

"Boss, are you not going to the underground parking lot?"

"Go and bring that kid to me."

The assistant just saw SUN, and his face changed instantly: "Then—what is that!? Tiger!?"

"Little friend, our BOSS is right there." The receptionist lady gestured, with an admiring expression on her face, and clouds were flying up on her cheeks.

SUN turned his head——

Looking at Jian Chenche across the air, now, the currents converge.

"You, what did you bring!" An assistant turned pale and immediately called the security guard.

SUN rode a big white tiger and swayed over, looking full of air.

"This is my big cat!"

"How dare you take the tiger out without permission."

"It's my big cat!" SUN corrected.

Keeping a tiger as a pet, presumably he is the first child?

Jian Chenche raised the corners of her lips, this child is a bit interesting.

"Release the queen quickly, or I will be impolite." SUN vowed to threaten.

"How do you want to be rude?" Jian Chenche stared at him condescendingly.

SUN conjured up a toy pistol from his hand——

Realistic, just from the appearance, just like the real thing.

"Hands up, or I'm going to shoot you."

The assistant and secretary raised their hands in surprise.

This kid is actually carrying a gun with him, which is terrible.

The receptionist was so frightened that she hid under the reception desk and called 120 urgently.

"Hold your head in your hands and squat down."

Assistants and secretaries immediately followed suit.

"Well," SUN said with satisfaction, "start making games now."

"Do... make a game? What game?"

"Squatting and squatting..."

The elders actually want to play "squatting fun" in the lobby?

The security guards were surrounding them, not daring to approach, and there were still a few staff members in the hall.

"Squat down quickly, or I'll shoot you!" SUN threatened fiercely, "The skinny ones come first."

"Skinny people squat, thin people squat... After the thin people squat, the fat people squat." A thin assistant squatted and got up with his head in his hands, squatted and got up again.

Immediately afterwards, SUN pointed his pistol at the other: "The fat man follows."

"Fatty squat, fatty squat... the fatty squats and the skinny... ouch..." The fatty fell on all fours, "The fatty can't stand up, help me quickly..."

Everyone couldn't help but almost laughed.

"Serious!" SUN pointed his pistol at Jian Chenche, "You, now it's your turn, ugly boy!"

Ugly?

He actually said that their big boss in Yushu Linfeng is ugly! ?

"Hurry up, or I'll beat you!" SUN aimed at Jian Chenche.

Damn it, SUN felt a sense of crisis, this really is a good-looking bad guy!

Jian Chenche idly put it in his pocket: "Scared you like this with a toy pistol? Idiots!"