Infinite Waste Pick-up System

Liu Fann stared at Bai Zhantang.    

Bai Zhantang wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said, "I will get another serving immediately!"    

"Three portions!"    

Liu Fann shouted and began to immerse himself in eating.    

In order to please the new boss, Bai Zhantang hurriedly turned around and ordered people to do it.    

Long corridor, clear water waves. It was such a beautiful scenery, but only one person was eating the Egg Fried Rice. It was very unique.    

"Biubiu. "    

There was a WeChat notification on his phone.    

Liu Fann took a look. It was a WeChat nickname called "Mo Dao Floating Song. " He was delighted. This was Mo Xiaobai's nickname.    

"Mr. Fann, thank you for staying with me yesterday. I will be staying in the dormitory for the next few days. "    

Liu Fann was stunned and was disappointed. He actually liked the feeling of being with Bai.    

It was all Wang Qitian's fault!    

"Bai, no need to thank me. If Wang Qitian dares to pester you again, I will be the first to not forgive him. If you really don't have a place to live, you can consider my house. "    

Liu Fann replied on WeChat.    

Three seconds later.    

"Thank you, Mr. Fann. I won't be polite (with a mischievous smile). "    

After a short exchange of words, Liu Fann felt happy in his heart. This feeling was really sweet.    

"Di di. "    

What echoed was his Rolex watch.    

Looking at the second needle, there was a lipstick quietly lying on the wooden floor three meters away. It was obviously discarded.    

"Who is it, throwing things around so uncultured?"    

Liu Fann said with a smile. He opened the woven bag and bent down to pick it up.    

At this moment, a long-haired woman in a white dress walked over. Her long slender legs were faintly visible. Her skin was fair, and every movement she made seemed mature.    

"Director Feng, I feel that the salary for that movie is too low. I am, after all, an A-list celebrity. . . . What, the salary limit? Don't joke around. Right now, everyone in the industry knows about the Yin Yang contract. I don't care, if you don't agree, I'll ask Young Master Ming to withdraw his salary! "    

Zhong Ruolan shook her slender waist, her abdomen was flat, and her figure was graceful. This was her capital. Coupled with her current backing and status, even Director Feng, the most famous person in the circle, had to respect her.    

Thump.    

Suddenly, Zhong Ruolan's thigh bumped into something and almost fell.    

She looked down and found a man hugging his head and lying on the ground. His gaze just happened to be looking at the bottom of her skirt.    

"Ah, pervert!"    

Zhong Ruolan was shy and angry. She did not even want to step on his head with her slender high heels.    

"Holy sh * t!"    

Liu Fann cried out in surprise. He rolled on the ground and dodged.    

He stood up and shouted angrily. "Is there something wrong with you? Do you want to kill someone?"    

Liu Fann looked at Zhong Ruolan's high heels with fear lingering in his heart. If he had been stepped on just now, his head would have been pierced through.    

Zhong Ruolan saw that this young man dared to yell at him like that and did not want to be outdone. She covered her skirt and said angrily: "You bastard, how dare you snitch on me first? What were you doing just now? How dare you peep at me? You pervert!"    

After saying that, he took out his phone and took pictures of Liu Fann.    

Liu Fann was stunned. Then, he looked at her with a disgusted expression and retorted. "You are the abnormal one. You don't look at the road when you walk. I was picking up trash just now, and you bumped into me. I didn't say that you hurt my head, and you even made a false accusation!"    

He pointed at the lipstick on the ground and said.    

Zhong Ruolan took a look and snorted coldly. "Who are you lying to? That lipstick was just thrown by me. Why did you pick it up? Do you think you are picking up trash?! "