The National Director is Mr. Perfect Chapter 489: This is not enough

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Today, Junci will see Zhixiangyin and Sad Painting Fan.

The photos of these two great gods have basically been circulated across the Internet.

So Junci can tell who the person is at a glance.

Upstairs is her company. Although the game restarted last night, it has not been widely spread on the Internet, so Junci will go up to deal with it later.

She was carrying coffee, and in order to attract unnecessary attention, she chose a private room.

Her own appearance is now published on the Internet, although the things on the Internet are now suppressed by the matter of the Record of Life and Death in Xianzhong.

But her photo itself is so hot, it is hard to guarantee that no one will recognize her wearing a mask.

To avoid trouble.

Soon, Gulu notified the sad painting fan and Zhixiangyin.

She looked out the door and saw the waiter in the cafe leading the two big men approaching.

He is slightly fat, looks like a big man, and has a rough and crazy temperament, but he looks very kind.

The other is thin and tall, with a gentle and gentle appearance, wearing a pair of ordinary black-rimmed glasses.

Both of them have ordinary looks, and there is nothing special about them.

It's really going out, and it's hard for others to recognize. These are the two great masters of online writing.

Entering the private room filled with faint incense, both Zhixiangyin and Sad Painting Fan are slightly surprised.

Although I had heard that the emperor was a young man, he was so young that they did not expect.

Mainly it looks like a teenager.

It's just that the aura of the opponent should not be underestimated.

Sitting there, turning the coffee cup slightly, it looked like the mysterious big characters on TV.

Very high-ranking aura.

In general, a very contradictory teenager.

"Two people, sit down."

When the young man saw them coming, he spoke lazily and asked them to sit down.

Zhixiangyin is naturally a madman. He sat down and shouted unexpectedly: "The emperor?"

The emperor is so young!

It looks so handsome.

Jealousy and sigh arose in Zhixiangyin's very man.

Young is good.

"Yes."

Jun Ci nodded, and smiled lightly at the gentle-looking young man: "This is the sad painting fan, right? The two great gods have been admired for a long time."

"It's fine for others to say this, the emperor is funny if you say this."

Zhi Xiangyin speaks very heartily, with an eclectic look. After he finished speaking, he said with a smile: "Can you ask what your real name is? The pen name is strange, my real name is Song Wei, the sad painting fan is called Cangshuo."

The last name of Sad Painting Fan is relatively rare.

"Jun porcelain."

As soon as she reported her name, Zhi Xiangyin immediately changed her words: "Brother Jun."

The people on their side were already bold, and the brothers called on them after a few words.

The sad picture fan next to him, that is, Cang Shuo, looked at Junci with a faint smile.

It's been a long while before speaking slowly: "I heard about the emperor's reputation a while ago. When I meet today, it is really extraordinary. The young people are the dragons and phoenix among the people. The young people nowadays are better than the other generations. ."

He seems to be sighing leisurely.

Through the energetic emperor, he seemed to vaguely see a little shadow of himself.

It's also promising and confident.

Now, money, status, and fame are all there, but he still feels that it is not enough.