The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

Aunt Mei Xiang was angry: "Hey, young man. Don't insult my profession. I used to be a professional matchmaker, young unmarried men and women in our community, divorced people, which one doesn’t remember in my heart. This is called professionalism. Understand? How could I let go of such a beautiful girl."

When the person asking for directions heard this, he quickly said: "Sorry, sorry, I don't know, sorry..."

He was still a little skeptical just now, at this time, he felt that he was thinking too much.

The old aunt said that she used to be a matchmaker, who didn't know, knowing more about single women and men, this is the most basic professional training of a matchmaker.

and so……

She said that people are not here, and it is basically certain that people are probably not here.

Since the people are no longer there, they won't waste time here, probably because their intelligence is wrong.

"Excuse me, goodbye,"

As soon as their front feet left, the senior model team quickly gathered,

They asked: "Mei Xiang, what's the matter, I see the person in the photo, it seems to be..."

Aunt Mei Xiang said: "Xu, look at those people, it's not a good thing at first glance, who knows what they want to do... There are too many bad people with this idea."

"What you are saying is that you are right... I really can't tell them..."

"You have to train first, I'll go and talk to my sisters quickly, and let them pay attention recently."

"Okay, you go quickly."

So, Aunt Mei Xiang hurried to Mo Yanyang's house.

...

The person looking for Moyangyang, after leaving, go back and return to life.

They stood outside the door, not daring to enter.

The three days that the master said have passed, but they still haven't found anyone, and if they haven't completed the task, their end will be terrible...

The door opened, and a person came out, sternly: "Don't go in yet, let your husband wait for you?"

Several people have no choice but to grit their teeth and go in.

After entering, none of them dared to raise their heads and tremblingly shouted: "Mr..."

The people in the house are standing in front of a desk made of wenge wood.

A piece of rice paper was spread on the desk and pressed with paper. He held a brush with long slender fingers, the pen covered with ink.

The brush steadily falls on the rice paper, reporting splash ink.

In a blink of an eye, a few sharp and powerful characters appeared on the paper.

Then I changed a small brush, ready to write the signature.

He asked: "Where is the man, did you find it?"

The few people trembled and said with a trembling voice: "Yes...sorry sir, there has already been news, and the community where she lives has been locked, but... we went to the community today to inquire, but learned that... the woman, Don’t live there..."

The hand that was writing the inscription suddenly flicked, drawing a long black line.

This picture is ruined.

"Sir, I...we have expanded the search range, I believe...I believe we will find it soon, please give us another chance..."

The writer slowly put down the pen, picked up the ruined character on the table, and said: "It's a pity..."

Then he crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

He raised his head, his dark eyes were cold and gloomy.

"Remember what I said last time?"

The few people in front of them didn't dare to speak, all shaking like little chickens in the cold wind.

They already felt the murderous look on their faces.

He said: "I can't wait, one more minute, not a second..."

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