My Chief Husband, Too Mensao!

"...there is no amateur mixed-race who is professionally educated and half-way, and it is impossible to get the appreciation of the Fengyun Award!"

Pang’s words, it’s quite reasonable to hear it, and there’s nothing wrong with it.

Only Xiao Ning, who was sitting in the crowd, heard the sound of the strings.

Where is this fair comment, this is clearly a declaration of war against her!

No professional legal education?

Half-way monk?

Oh, this is not to satirize her Xiao Ning, is a veterinarian, has not read the law department, is it self-study to apply for a lawyer's license?

Well, let him be jealous today. Her self-taught "mixed child" is how to take off the Fengyun Award!

There is nothing impossible in this world. Who is required to qualify for the Fengyun Award?

This way to see a person dead, she is not convinced.

Niu Bin around him also knows what he is, and he has the sardonic meaning of the sour head of Peng’s words.

He was so angry that he almost picked it up from his seat: "Hey! The old man’s mouth is so stinky, what is the fart!"

Xiao Ning stunned him: "It doesn't make sense for you. We use action to block his mouth."

Niu Bin nodded fiercely: "Well, let him put the fart out and eat it back!"

Xiao Ning Fu Amount: "..."

I didn't say that, Xiaobinbin...

But then again, the analogy of Niu Bin is really vivid enough!

The promulgation of the new rules caused an explosion of big discussions on the Internet. The benefits were obvious – the tens of millions of people watched the awards, and the audience suddenly increased.

The live broadcast network was once awkward, because the audience that has been pouring in has broken through hundreds of millions, and the Empire Storm Awards final has never been so high-level participation. The live web server can’t bear it anymore, and the scene is urgent for engineers and Empire Internet service. The business was intensively expanded and repaired, and it was barely able to resume the normal broadcast of the live broadcast within ten minutes.

Bai Yeyuan ended the company meeting. On the way to the stadium, I heard this report. I sighed and said: "So it’s cheaper for the old guys in the cabinet. When Sir Alex had asked them to modify the rules of the game, those old guys still Hey. Now they should have long eyes to see, and the effect of the new rules on advertising is so strong. I have nothing to do with the cabinet and the competition committee collecting tens of millions of publicity fees!"

At night, a lip twitched a few times.

He found that his own president and Sir Alex Ferguson are sometimes very similar - such as the control of their own women, as well as the strength of the belly, and the confrontation of the enemy, very similar.

However, they also have very obvious differences.

That is, his president is definitely more business-minded.

Absolutely, profiteers in profiteers! ! !

At this point, Sir Alex, who is rude and looks like money, is certainly not as powerful as his president.

The night is full of worship and the complex eyes look at the white night, please show: "President, wait for you to sit next to the girl?"

White Nights sinks and waved: "No. Don't influence her to play, don't tell her that I am coming. Small things will make me nervous."

Night one: "Yes!"

You think so much about the president!

The car went to the stadium, and the night was routinely guarded.

Bai Yeyuan directly went to the VIP box on the second floor, and stayed at the top, watching the game with the best sight.

On the court, the atmosphere is quite tense.

The first person to take the stage was a senior old lawyer.

His case was originally in the first half because of the high score of a judge, and he steadily entered the top three. As a result, the new rule was suddenly hit the third to last.