Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"Damn, I can still get an annual salary of 200,000, is it true?" Fang Lang was a little dull, he thought it was almost yellow.

Song Baiyan was senile and Fang Langlu said, "What do you think?"

However, Song Qingci recalled that the factions within the Xishu Group were serious. If A Zhen was not there, let alone Fang Lang, including her situation was a bit difficult, maybe it would be...

The three stayed in Jane's study for a short time, and soon came out of Jane's study, but the three seemed to be absent-minded, and Jane didn't follow. Fu said: "Huang Tu, Fang Lang, send three big boys and leave them behind."

Fang Lang and Huang Tu sent the three brothers out of the sixth villa, and Song entered Aunt A Zhen's study. The three big men left uninvited with their own voices.

After they left, the king ran over and asked, "How is it?" What is this? "

Loess "Don't ask, don't ask."

Mr. Fang Lang had no choice but to shake his head. The king had already said that he was not optimistic.

When Fang Lang returned to the second floor again, Jane was waiting for him at the door of the study. Fang Lang felt that Jiying was getting old immediately, and he looked exhausted. Seeing Fang Lang, Jane said, "Promise, come in."

Fang Lang looked at Song, Song Ping was in an unpredictable state, Huang Tu seemed to be thinking, Fang Lang took a deep breath to calm himself, no matter how Jane arranged him, he was still too young in this circle up. Fang Lang felt that after the banquet started tonight, the atmosphere had been very sad. Everyone seemed to be talking and laughing, and there was not much reaction, but there were also a few people who were not very good. Aunt Jane has a great influence on this circle. At least no one can imagine it now. In Chen Tao's words, this circle can also be suppressed by Jane.

Fang Lang didn't know how Aunt Jian and Song Qing Porcelain were talking, so Song Qing Porcelain came out of his mind, presumably more to give her opinions on Xishu Group. When Fang Lang walked to the door of the study, he could feel behind the eyes of several people, loess, snow white, Song, Fang Lang was a little confused.

In the study, Aunt Jane sat on the balcony, covered in silk, the summer was about to leave, and the evening in early October was no longer as cold as before, but rather cold. Aunt Jian returned to the intersection of Fang Lang and Fang Lang, and her back to Jane gave him a feeling of old age, loneliness and loneliness. Fang Lang thought, maybe Aunt Jane is really lonely.

In this study, Fang Lang came many times, but he seldom observed it carefully. The walls around are all pasted, crowded with various books at home and abroad, and there is also a small ladder to find books. In the quick open space are two wooden coffee tables with a tea set and wine glasses. Opposite is a set of red table and chairs, the table is very big, the things on it are very miscellaneous, desk lamp, Apple laptop, and Sibao's office, Jane can practice calligraphy occasionally, not everyone can practice, and it is not shallow. That being said, practicing character and sex, Jane, the boss of the Old Demon class, thinks the characters can't be bad. To the right of the desk is the balcony. To the left of the table there is a hood and a floor lamp. Aunt Jane is sitting here reading a book.

As for the balcony, there is only a single fabric sofa, and Ah Zhen is sitting there. Fang Lang walks over slowly, and then stands a little confused in front of Jane. Jane turns around and whispers, "Sit down."

Sitting opposite Aunt Jian, Fang Lang saw how many faces Aunt Jian hadn't been ruined for many years. They were rounder than those melon faces, conical faces, and oval faces. They tended to be perfect and moderate, with a mother's world of taste. ..