Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 313 The Surprising Spokesperson!
"The whole of Las Vegas?!"

Huang Boyang smiled faintly.

"I don't understand what Mr. Murong means. This city doesn't belong to anyone, he belongs to the state government!"

"I understand, Mr. Huang is a person who likes to be clean!"

Murong Lin lightly raised his palm and landed on Li Xiaolong's shoulder beside him.

"Don't worry, we have selected a spokesperson for you!"

Several people are smart people.

They naturally understand that Huang Boyang has always presented a healthy image, but they don't want to be stained with the word "darkness".

Well, he gives him a spokesperson.

Pushing Li Xiaolong to the king of the Las Vegas underground world,
But this king is Huang Boyang's puppet.

His gaze slowly shifted to sitting beside Murong Lin, who didn't look ashamed.

But for the young boy who looked like a gangster, there was undisguised suspicion in Huang Boyang's eyes.

Such a little boy, can he be his spokesperson? !

"Howling Dragon!"

Mo Chou gently called out Li Xiaolong's name.

Li Xiaolong is also a smart kid, so he naturally understands that now is the time for him to add points to himself.

Taking a deep breath, he bravely raised his face to meet Huang Boyang's gaze.

"Mr. Huang, if you trust us, we will help you complete your mayoral campaign!"

In a word, Xiang Huang Boyang fell in love with this brat who looked like a gangster.

You know, his running for mayor is still under planning.

This kid was able to get the news.
His wrist also exceeded Huang Boyang's expectations.

Withdrawing his gaze, Huang Boyang showed a serious thought for the first time.

"Well, I need to think about it!"

Murong Lin reached out his palm and picked up his half-drunk black tea again.

"Think it over as much as you like, but after tea, we shall take our leave.

Ordinary friends, how dare you stay overnight at Mr. Huang's house! "

While talking, he drank the still warm black tea in the cup.
He took the lead and stood up from the sofa.

Mo Chou had a tacit understanding with him, and they got up almost at the same time.

(End of this chapter)