Senior sister, I really don’t have any improper thoughts about you!

Looking at my sister's excited expression.

Du Hong, standing at the end of the corridor, gently flicked the ash in his hand.

"This can only mean that our early marketing has worked."

"How exactly?"

"It depends on the topic next time."

...

"Don't worry, sister."

"For this show, I specially selected a number of artists who can create topics to be judges."

“I believe it will generate a lot of topics.”

Hear the words.

Du Hong nodded.

After thinking for a moment and blowing out a smoke ring, he asked:

"starting from tomorrow."

! "Play the 13 prefecture-level cities separately."

“We will try to bring about this wave of popularity before the New Year.”

Just saying.

Du Qi's cell phone suddenly rang.

She took it out and took a look.

"The Teddy from Lion King Entertainment."

"Can you take it?"

Hearing this question.

Du Hong flicked the cigarette butt out of his hand.

"catch."

"See what he's going to do."

The result was two minutes later.

Du Hong took the phone directly and said coldly to the other end of the phone with a cold attitude rarely seen in his life:

"Jiang Ning is my designated daughter-in-law!"

"If you dare to put your hand over here again!"

"Don't blame me for chopping off your head too!"

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(End of this chapter)

Chapter 332 Who do you want to have fun with?

Miss Jiang originally thought.

After Li Mingyu's mediation, I should have accepted the current situation.

But what she didn't expect was.

Ms. Li left at 8:45.

Her ears were pulled at 8:46.

It hurts.

It felt like being clamped in a pair of pliers.

"mom!"

"A gentleman uses his mouth...it hurts! Not his hands! Ouch! Mom! It hurts!"

Miss Jiang squatted on the ground, begging for mercy in pain.

result.

What I got in return was my mother's angry voice.

"Okay, Miss Jiang."

"Such a big thing happened quietly."

"If I hadn't recognized you on TV."

"Are you still going to keep it a secret?"

"Sign a contract, sing a song, and let the daughter of our Jiangzhou's second-in-command be your agent."

"You can't bear it now?"

My mother scolded me very harshly.

But Miss Jiang understood.

This is me venting my dissatisfaction with her deception.

It was just because there were outsiders here.

She wants to maintain her image as a good mother.

Now the person is gone.

This must be the Jiang family's family rules.

In this regard.

Miss Jiang could only grit her teeth and use the man's will.

Hold on!

But it really hurts.

Just when Jiang Tiehan was about to collapse.

I finally took my hand away.

"mom…"

"Can you please stop pulling my ears next time..."

"If I kill your son, he won't be able to get married..."

...

"Still talking nonsense!"

Tian Cuilan was so amused by her own lively daughter that she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Originally, I saw her with tears in her eyes, looking so pitiful.

She still felt a little guilty that she couldn't express.

But as soon as these words were said.

Tian Cuilan only regretted that she didn't pull it a little longer.

Then, she took two deep breaths.

He took out the bank card from his pocket.

"Ning Ning."

"Tell me the truth."

“Is there really 40 in here?”

...

"no!"

Miss Jiang was still rubbing her ears, squatting on the ground, looking very resentful.

Hear this.

Tian Cuilan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I guess so."

"How can you make so much money just from the stuff you sing?"

...

"But there's 39 in it!"

???

Fifteen minutes later.

Tian Cuilan stood in front of the ATM, looking at the string of numbers on the screen.

I was stunned for a long time.

"Ning, Ningning..."

"Help me count how many numbers are behind this..."

...

"One, ten, one hundred, ten thousand, one hundred thousand..."

"Mom, not counting the decimal point, there are six digits in total."

...

“…Ningning…”

"Did you really earn this money from singing?"

“Can singing make so much money?”

...

"if not?"

"You talk as if your son could rob a bank. Hey, hey! Mom! Mom! Pay attention to your motherly image!"

...

half an hour.

Miss Jiang covered her forehead with her hands and supported her old mother who could hardly walk.

Amid the puzzled gazes of passers-by, he walked out of the small house of the ATM.

Then walk on the roadside.

He vented his anger on a small stone on the ground.

The result was a sore foot...

Even more angry.

But this time.

Miss Jiang inadvertently noticed that the old lady's eyes looked a little dazed.

I understand that she still hasn't recovered from the amount in her bank account.

He smacked his lips.

Come closer.