As for making him so——

immensely proud.

Happy like this?

When Liang Luo saw the rare smile on Pei Anzhi's face, his eyebrow was wrinkled.

"After all, Li Yingdi's influence is there. His first domestic endorsement activity is so unique... Both for the product itself and Li Yingdi itself, they all benefit from each other."

Liang Luo smiles and deliberately ignores the expression on Pei Anzhi's face and sums up the essence of the matter.

But these words, Pei Anzhi naturally understood, also did not have the very big reaction, lowered the head to continue to fiddle with the handset.

As like as two peas, Pei Anzhi was editing the text and was halfway through the editor, because he had mentioned the same problem as he did before. He suddenly thought of what the woman had said to him and had said the woman's words wholly intact, in fact, he wanted to see if others were a reaction.

And then, as it turned out, he was quite satisfied.

Pei Anzhi's self-discipline is very strong, and he has a strong paranoia in doing things, even obsessive-compulsive disorder.

In the middle of editing the SMS, he was really uncomfortable. After that, he continued to complete the SMS.

Liang Luo sits next to Pei Anzhi and glances at the recipient. He finds that it's Cheng Minghui, so he doesn't think much about it.

Got up and ordered a song, put the microphone into Xia Mingxiu's hand, "sing."

Liang Luo is in a bad mood. Xia Mingxiu naturally can see it, but he still throws the microphone aside. He smiles slightly on his face, but his eyes are cold.

"How many male singers can I get you?"

Liang Luo's face was ugly. He sat beside Liang Qi Han and became silent.

Although she did not speak, she sat quietly, and her grievance and sadness had been sublimated to a point that people could not ignore.

Pei Anzhi's slender fingers quickly edit the message on the mobile phone screen, and finally click send without hesitation.

The content of the message is very simple.

Cheng Ming Hui sent Pei an to the party because he knew that drinking might be indispensable for the party. When he received the text message, Cheng Ming Hui was driving to a nearby night market. He parked his car in front of the medium-sized supermarket at the entrance of the night market. He found a place in the night market and was wantonly rolling.

Mobile phone on the table, dare not have a moment of neglect.

Just in the middle of the meal, the cell phone lights up.

Also did not pick up the mobile phone, then looked down on the bright screen.

His family Pei general arrangement is always concise, a few words even a line.

Cheng Minghui is holding a pig kidney in his mouth. When he sees the content of the message, he pauses.

Turn your eyes to digest the meaning of Pei Anzhi's message.

"Home? Which home? "

Like the singing crow, the pig's kidney in his mouth "PATA" fell on him.

He quickly stood up and patted the pig's waist open. He also threw the unfinished string into the plate.

"Boss, check out!"

"Coming..."

After settling accounts, Cheng Minghui came out, still thinking about this problem.

Mr. Pei has his own apartment in the capital. He usually takes a rest in that apartment.

But the cloakroom in the apartment is bigger than a bedroom. Is there a shortage of clothes?

And clothing companies will regularly send clothes in the past, this kind of thing, it seems that there is nothing wrong with him.

"Home? Hiss... "

Cheng Minghui suddenly touched his chin. Finally, he narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. All of a sudden, he seemed to have a sudden insight.

"Could it be that..."