my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 75 The black pig told the reporter that he was a white pig

"I worked overtime yesterday, well, let's go to Shenlan tonight." Anyway, I'm fine tonight.

Lan Mo nestled herself on the sofa and turned on the TV, which was broadcasting the shooting incident on the seaside road last night.

Someone even took photos of Guan Zichen's silver Porsche. Since then, Guan Zichen has led one-third of the black forces in Yecheng to be uncovered.

From the dark horse godfather in the clothing industry, the most lovable and charming man in Yecheng, to the boss of the underworld.

Guan Zichen once again became the focus of the media's pursuit, the myth of Yecheng.

Some gossip reporters even speculated about last night's accident, but Guan Zichen didn't show up, but a man named Jie Luo was helping him answer the question.

"No, our President Guan got off work very early yesterday and was in the bar all the time. Someone stole his car... Yes, the car was not sent back to the company until this morning."

The reporters asked a lot of questions, but the guy named Jie Luo answered them calmly and flawlessly. Now even the police couldn't find out the truth about last night.

Lan Mo couldn't help laughing, such nonsense could be made up, but luckily it was made up, otherwise if she was lured out, she wouldn't be able to lie quietly on the sofa anymore.

"Hey! Hey! Xiaomo, why don't you talk? What are you laughing at?"

Zi Ling shouted unhappily from the microphone, and Lan Mo could even imagine that she was going crazy, and people who had been with her for a long time would also become irritable.

"Okay, I just saw an interesting thing, let's meet at the Deep Blue Club at eight o'clock in the evening, just inform Liu Yu."

"Oh, okay, what's interesting?" Ziling agreed, but couldn't help gossiping.

Lan Mo had expected that she would ask such a question, so he smiled and said, "A black pig ran up to the reporter and said he was a white pig. Do you think it's funny?"

"Hahaha...it's really funny, Xiaomo, where did you read the joke?" Ziling on the other side of the phone laughed so hard that he almost fell to the ground.

The corner of Lan Mo's mouth twitched, and he said speechlessly, "On TV."

"Ha, the recent TV is really weird, it's okay to play these jokes, okay, that's it, see you in the evening, don't be late!" Ziling reminded, and hung up the phone happily.

(End of this chapter)