MTL - The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

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Fang Anzhen listened to the phone and heard a strange male voice, and immediately thought of the former boyfriend who was reportedly broke up.

I heard that it seems to be working at Muhammad.

It is no wonder that this time their company will get the opportunity to bid for the adverts in the fall of the admiral, and also named the name of the name must let the Luoyan smoke to talk.

However, an ex-boyfriend is also the same alumnus with her. It is also a year of work at Mu's, even if it is well mixed, it is so good.

Therefore, I have already consciously joined Fang’s Fang Anzhen on the heaven and earth line. This will be too lazy to give a good breath to the person on the phone.

Typical unloading and killing.

"Our company's planning can't take you to point a finger. You can let Luoli smoke to answer the phone. Don't just hide, you can do nothing. If this cooperation is messed up, wait for the company to lose money. ""

"If you can't sign a contract, you can let the employee lose money. The labor contract of Lecon really makes me stunned." Mu Ling's mouth smacked a cruel smile.

"If this is the case, then you will wait for the summons of the court."

This little guy has not even paid for his money, and others still want to take a slice of their own bowl?

It is simply looking for death.

"You are just the ex-boyfriend of Luo Liyan, just in front of me. If you like it, don't break up at the beginning!" Fang An's breath was a bit unsatisfactory.

"Oh, who told you that I am the ex-boyfriend of Luo Liyan?" Mu Ling's irritating eyebrows put a retaliatory force on the white face of the delicate face.

After seeing that she was stunned by her own little grievances, and after a small appearance that was about to cry, it was a little smoother.

Standing up, Mu Lingqi took the phone and went outside the door. She looked at the still-loving Luoli cigarette without worrying, and then lightly covered the office door.

"I think you should know even if you are a pig brain. Do not say that the strength of the music is the third quarter advertising contract of Mu's. I am afraid that even a small subsidiary of Mu's is not enough to think about it. "Mulling's words are very ridiculous, and half of the face has not been given to Fang An."

Was beaten by a stranger, so that Fang An was so angry that he even forgot to breathe, but Mu Lingling did not give her any chance to buffer.

After a pause, I continued to speak.

"When I was told to inform you, I specifically pointed out that letting Luoli smoke participate in this matter. The meaning of it is self-evident. How did you do it? Not only did you not hand over the plan to her. Even the basic pleasing is to save the province. In this case, there is no need for a company like you."

When it comes to this, Fang Anzhen is stupid, and he finds something wrong.

"You...who are you?" she asked with some fear.

"Mu's President - Muring!"

After the words on the other side of the phone were cold and cold, they never gave her a chance to interrupt the phone.

Fang Anzhen’s frightened and unstoppable trembling, after returning to God, hurriedly grabbed the phone and dialed back, but there was a voice of a woman’s cold machinery.

"Sorry, the user you dialed has been turned off, please call again later."

Fang Anzhen’s desperate squat sat on the ground.

She knew that she was really dead this time.

Offended the cold-blooded man in the legend, I am afraid that her little company will soon cease to exist.