Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

Lin Hanxing raised his hand and nodded at the reporter.

Uncle Dumb quietly walked up and removed the cloth that had blocked the other person's mouth.

All that was heard was a squealing sound, which made the Tibetan mastiffs who were squatting on both sides of Lin Hanxing tremble in fear.

The magic sound pierces the ears!

"..."

"..."

"..."

It’s not easy for a grown man to cry so fresh and refined!

Half a minute passed...

A minute passed...

A minute and a half passed...

"Shut up!"

Seeing that the reporter had no intention of giving up, seven or eight voices sounded at the same time!

Deafening!

"belch……"

The reporter was so frightened that he swallowed the cry that reached his lips.

A pair of red and swollen eyes wandered back and forth across the irritable faces around them, and finally settled on Lin Hanxing, who had been calm and leisurely from beginning to end.

"I originally wanted to take pictures of you..."

The reporter’s voice was hoarse from crying, but his words were astonishing!

The next second, a sharp sight shot straight into the face like a life-threatening arrow piercing the clouds.

The reporter trembled instinctively.

Wei Wei shook his head and soon met the owner of his gaze.

Oh my god, let him die!

Lei Xiao is full of intimidation, and his strong body is like a deadly shadow, covering the opponent's body fiercely.

For a moment, the aura in the Li family villa was frozen and distorted. Even the Huaji people who had been wandering around the world swallowed subconsciously.

"originally?"

As these two words fell, Lei Xiao's big palm clasped tightly on the reporter's shoulder.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts...

The reporter's face turned pale with pain.

Yan Beixiao, who was holding the little fragrant pig, could not stop gloating in his eyes.

The wife-protecting maniac is angry!

"Ah Xiao, let him finish speaking."

On the contrary, Lin Hanxing's expression was calm, without any anger at all.

Lei Xiao glanced at the reporter coldly, as a warning, and then moved his big palm away.

As if he had died and lived again, the reporter's entire back was soaked with cold sweat.

"I've been photographing you for two weeks, but I haven't photographed anything for two weeks. It's easy for me!"

The reporter got choked up more and more as he spoke, and seemed ready to burst into tears again.

How did he know that Lin Hanxing really couldn't find any dirt on him!

If his employer hadn't told him that he would be killed if he couldn't take any more pictures, he wouldn't have put Song Chenxi's photo on top of him in a fit of desperation!

Money is hard to make and shit is hard to eat! ! !

Lin Hanxing slightly curled up her long eyelashes, wondering what she was thinking.

There is no real emotion in the expression on his face.

"Who is the employer?"

Everyone held their breath for a long time before they heard her speak again.

"I don't know! I only have the other party's remittance account number!"

Reporters just want to survive now, and they don’t care about the other party’s life or death!

He quickly rattled off a long list of account numbers.

"Liang."

Lei Xiao's voice was low, and the hearts of those who listened trembled.

"Half a minute."

Liang Yuran's slender fingers moved quickly across the keyboard of his laptop, his stern face expressionless, arrogant and dignified.

In less than half a minute, he had deciphered all the information about this account.

Lazy back on the sofa.

Nothing challenging at all.

The information was then sent to Lin Hanxing.

"Ah."

Who does she think she is?

Yan Beixiao hugged the little pig tightly in his arms, and his bladder suddenly tightened when he heard this word.

Instantly recalling the fear of being dominated by African mining!

Kidney pain!

"Baixi, Xibao..."

Lin Hanxing held the printed message in his hand, with a thin smile on his lips.

He grabbed the lighter next to him.

There was a click, and the flames jumped up from under the paper!

"let's go!"