God-level Agent System

"Well, did I win?"

Lin Huan picked up the pre-sale certificate and shook it in front of Fang Jundao, with a smug expression on his face.

"Don't be smug too early!"

Seeing his smug look on his face, Fang Jundao was ticklish with hatred!

"I can't help but, I'm a little assistant, but I won the bet against you, the young master of the Fang family. Hey, I can play this bull for a whole year."

Lin Huan’s style of doing things is, either don’t do it, or do it thoroughly. Now that he has already been against Fang Jun, he will use every means to **** him off!

"call"

Fang Jundao wanted to get angry, and even wanted to call a bunch of people to drag Lin Huan out and beat him up, but he still gritted his teeth and swallowed the suffocation in his chest.

He had to swallow this tone. First, there was Luo Bingyan next to him. If he did too much, it would be even more difficult for him to chase Luo Bingyan with normal means in the future.

Second, through this incident, he discovered that Lin Huan was very difficult. He had to figure out Lin Huan's details before he could make a fatal blow.

Whenever something big needs to be calm, Fang Jundao knows that he is a man who wants to do something big, so why not let Lin Huan, a small character, be proud for a while?

Thinking of this, Fang Jundao said: "Okay, I give up."

Hearing him admit defeat, both Lin Huan and Luo Bingyan were a little surprised.

Lin Huan raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you sure?"

He had already figured out what he would do if Fang Jundao refused to admit defeat. As a result, Young Master Fang was very bachelor and gave up directly, which was really boring.

Luo Bingyan glanced at Fang Jundao with a little approval, and said nothing.

Fang Jundao noticed their gaze and knew that his choice was correct, so his face became proud, as if he was the winner: "Congratulations, Bingyan, I didn't expect your assistant to be a personal talent. , He even gnawed down such difficult bones of Zheng Chenghai."

Luo Bingyan smiled and said nothing.

Lin Huan frowned and said, "Okay, don't gossip, you'd better fulfill the bet as soon as possible."

At this time, Fang Jundao had restored the calm and self-confidence of the rich and young master: "If you want me to fulfill the gambling contract, you must bring me a piece of paper and a pen, right?"

"Then I will do it for you." After saying that Lin Huan picked up a piece of A4 paper, and after tearing off a piece of paper, he picked up a red marker and wrote five characters on it, plus A big and bold exclamation mark-I'm a bastard!

After finishing this, Lin Huan picked up the note and appreciated it with satisfaction, then reached out his hand and spit on the tip of his tongue. The other side said, "Come on, Master Fang, I will help you stick it."

Fang Jundao: "..."

Luo Bingyan: "..."

Do you want to be so disgusting? And... Lin Huan's writing is really ugly, just like a ghost drawing symbol, this thing needs to be posted on his head, and those who don't know think that Fang Jundao is a zombie!

Seeing him not speaking, Lin Huan became unhappy: "I said Young Master Fang. You just said that you wanted to give up the bet. Now you won't regret it?"

Fang Jundao said with a black face, "Who is going to regret it?"

Lin Huan glared, "Then why don't you let me post it?"

Fang Jundao sneered and said: "That's because your writing is too ugly!"

When the voice fell to the ground, he raised his foot and walked to Luo Bingyan's desk, picked up a marker pen to write a few large characters on A4 paper, and then took it to Lin Huan and said, "This is the word!"

"hiss"

After reading the words he wrote, Lin Huan took a breath of air, let alone, Fang Jundao not only looks like a dog, but even the words he wrote... are also like a dog!

After seeing Lin Huan's surprised expression, Fang Jundao felt very happy. His hand-written scripts are quite famous throughout Jiangnan City, and today he is just showing off.

Of course, if he knew that Lin Huan's evaluation of his words was just a human being, he would not be happy.

Lin Huan touched her nose and said, "Then you can stick it on yourself."

"Huh, turtle!"

Fang Jundao cursed secretly, and then asked, "Is there any tape, or glue if not."

Lin Huan shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, nothing."

Fang Jundao was secretly happy: "Then how do I post?"

Lin Huan shook his head helplessly: "It's really a ruin that's not teachable. Of course it is with saliva. I have already demonstrated it to you just now."

Luo Bingyan nodded in admiration and said, "Your sentence of'You can't teach a child' is very useful and reasonable."

Fang Jundao staggered and almost fell to the ground. What is good and reasonable? What we are discussing now is how to put the note on the forehead less disgusting, OK?

"Do you want me to help you?" Lin Huan touched his tongue with a finger while speaking.

Seeing that Fang Jundao's face turned black again, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'll do it myself."

In the end he endured the nausea and dipped his finger into his saliva. Then he stuck the note with "I'm the bastard" on his forehead.

At this time, Lin Huan had already taken out his mobile phone and said to him: "Come, look here and look here, yes, keep this posture and don’t move, ok, eggplant~ Oh, behave happily~"

"#@#%&Amp;*"

Fang Jundao wants to kill Lin Huan's heart. Eggplant, your sister, eggplant, how can you be happy about this kind of thing?

Finally, after several requests from the great photographer Lin Huan, Fang Jundao finally put on an expression that is more ugly than crying, and the photo was successfully completed.

Under Lin Huan's supervision, Fang Jundao reluctantly posted this photo to the circle of friends, and made it visible to everyone.

After finishing this, Fang Jundao didn't dare to stay any longer and left the president's office directly.

After coming out of the Luoshen Building, Fang Jundao dialed Qin Chong's phone: "Uncle Qin, I found the man who threatened you with a gun."

Qin Chong's surprised and angry voice came over the phone: "Who is it?!"

Fang Jundao coldly said: "Luo Bingyan's assistant, Lin Huan!"

Inside the president's office.

"how did you do it?"

Luo Bingyan is really curious, who is Zheng Chenghai? A cunning old man like a fox, how can such a person be easily subdued?

But Lin Huan happened to be able to do it, and the action was so fast, it only took less than two days!

Lin Huan shrugged and said casually: "It's very simple, it's just got a little handle from him."

Luo Bingyan was even more curious: "What handle?"

"You don't want to know."

Thinking of Luo Bingyan's scene when he saw the 1080P HD WU code blockbuster that he secretly photographed, Lin Huan was amused.

Luo Bingyan opened a pair of beautiful eyes, and said seriously: "But I really want to know?"

"This……"

Lin Huan hesitated.

"Don't worry, I will never tell anyone."

Luo Bingyan thought he was worried about leaking secrets.

"Well, this is what you want to watch yourself." Lin Huan couldn't bear the begging of the beautiful president, took out the phone in a very contradictory mood and said, "Hey, click on the video and watch it for yourself."

Luo Bingyan took the phone with a little expectation, then clicked on the video. Just a few seconds later, a high-decibel scream rang in the president's office.