A: I found a job for you.
B:?
A: The crown prince of XX country.
B:!
A: Beauty, wine, food, everything you like is available.
B:! !
A: The golden fingers are also very big.
B:! ! !
A: Are you going?
B: Go! ! ! !
A few days later, Mr. A watched Mr. B travel through time. When the figure of the other party was almost fading, he said: "By the way, I have one more thing to tell you."
B:?
A: You entered the general essay category, so - the three beauties you love belong to others, and so does Golden Finger...
B:! ! ! ! ! ! !
A: But you are not without benefits. At least, according to the setting, you are one of the beauties in the other party's harem. Are you happy?
B: Damn it! I'm happy for you, uncle!
Chu Hen opened his eyes, with four words rolling in his mind: The deal is done. Just as he was about to sigh and accept the reality, he was suddenly picked up and rubbed into a soft white chest.
After being smeared with milk, Chu Hen had a gloomy face, the newspaper office! A must!