Raptor all the way to the city bureau will be black and blue naked bear out.
The latter cried "Master" on his knees when he saw Chen Yi’s face filled with hope.
The whole street people looked up.
In fact, Chen Yi has long been accustomed to the various understandings of the San Chio people, and he has been safely accepted that "the car bar has hurt you."
"I was not alert enough," the naked bear said apologetically.
"Don’t talk about it." Chen Yi is not good at persuading people to call him to step on the gas pedal. "I’ll find you a house to live in and teach you how to practice when you get well."
Body-building is a product of San Chio’s painstaking efforts, and he has learned it very well. It must be enough to teach naked bears.
After tossing for half a day, Chen Yi finally decided to choose a house near Jiangning University.
This used to be a farmer’s homestead, but later, part of it was demolished in the expansion of the city, and part of it was left because it was in front of the campus. Many students like to rent housing for a short time, and the best thing is another compound.
Chen Yi rented the landlord’s own room together, signed a five-year contract, and threw it at the naked bear. "It’s ok to play for two days by yourself depending on the network brain, but when I teach you kung fu, no one can be near and no high-tech equipment can be used. That’s it."
Naked bears will naturally not object to learning martial arts with one heart.
In the evening, Chen Yi made a trip to the kingdom of San Chio and stopped by new york to observe the way Wall Street people do things and went home quietly.
The next day and the third day, he lived the same life as if it were stable.
On the fourth day, he talked about going to play tennis with Pang and Liang Yu.
When I heard about it, I ran around and shouted, "Chen Yi, it’s been a long time."
"Yes, I heard that it was still when your stomach upset." Fat looks no matter how far away, he laughs first.
Chen Yi also smiled smugly.
"Phil is taking part in the college tennis competition or he must come over." He said it in a distant way and quickly explained that "I am familiar with Phil’s tennis club but just like their president."
Chen Yi listened uninteresting and raised his hand and patted, "Fat, one more game."
"OK" Luo Xiaoshan is an energetic and fat tennis player who can play for two hours without falling to the ground.
Far away from the sidelines, Liang Yuyou said every sentence.
He didn’t wake up until he heard that Chen Yi could come up with 100 million dollars.
It’s a pity that I came late.
The court fat gasped while playing ball and asked, "What are you thinking in general?"
"Thinking about cooking people?" Chen Yi spoke with a beautiful A-ball.
Shout "Yes" from the sidelines and clap hard.
Fat almost laughed and made a good gesture before asking "who is cooking?" Do you need help? "
Chen Yi raised his eyebrows and said, "It’s good for you to come forward sometimes. Your father’s company is a real estate company, I remember?"
"That’s right. What to do?" Luo Xiaoshan came, and his interest straightened up.
Chen Yi is another A-shaped fairway "Help me buy a piece of land"
"good!" The racket is so loud that it almost scares others.
After waiting for two days, Chen Yi finally got conclusive news that the second imam of Jianshe Road Temple was interested in talking about it.
Ready to go Luo Xiaoshan immediately dragged his father’s company to start secretly.
The two sides agreed to meet in the small box of the Peace Hotel.
Chen Yi hangs a listening scroll and hides in the next box.
The naked bear followed him to learn the "technique" and stuffed beef into his mouth. At the same time, he looked at Master strangely from time to time and wondered what he was listening to with his ears upright.
Luo Xiaoshan smiled and pushed the door of the "Tiannan" box politely. "Imam, please take a seat. I’m so glad to have you."
After being fat for one year with Dad, I finally developed a little style.
Second, the imam sat proudly in the seat and said, "Don’t be too happy. I didn’t promise anything too early. Our temple doesn’t care about profit."
"I know that I understand that the donation of believers in one day may be larger than this figure." Luo Xiaoshan said and took an envelope from his pocket and pushed it over with a smile. "But the donation is not you after all. This is a deposit."
Chapter one hundred and forty Behind the scenes planning
Second, the imam’s face is like peeling off.
He rubbed his hand on the envelope and knew that there was a piece of paper in it, and nine times out of ten it was a bank note.