Why is it still like the first world, only receiving the memory of the original owner, but not the original owner's specialties?

What kind of voice is like an ying scream, and a body like a weak willow Fufeng, the king really can't come.

But the king can perform a live hacking for the audience in the audience.

Seeing that Rong Huang was still sitting on the pony stubbornly, the **** was not in a hurry, and urged Rong Huang to eat and go to Liyuan. "Miss, don't forget, you will have to put on makeup in the backstage."

Sapphire prevented Rong Huang from trying to serve the third bowl of rice, and took away the rice shovel from Rong Huang's hand inhumanely.

Rong Huang: I don't know if I should say something swearing.

According to Qingyu, there are almost three or four hours left.

Rong Huang wondered that the original owner was famous with his screaming voice, and it would be easier to catch a bird and put it on stage.

Rong Huang put on a beautiful little skirt and disappeared into the room silently.

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"I heard that Miss Rong will be on the stage in person today. Master Cen's face is really not small."

The middle-aged man with a big belly sits in a very well-positioned place on the second floor, next to two beautiful women.

"Boss Sha is looking at Cen, this is still the light of the Chamber of Commerce." The man sitting opposite Sha Zhemao looked indifferent, obviously flattering, but he said from the man's mouth like charity.

Sha Zhemao glanced at the man who had become a world of his own by just sitting there, and at the woman beside him, his eyes almost disappeared, "Don't go and accompany Master Cen."

Cen Liangxi's dark brown eyes only faintly swept at the two women who wanted to come over, with disgust in her eyes, as if looking at something dirty.

The two women's faces were green and white, and they didn't expect to be so disgusted by others.

"Today is here to discuss business." Cen Liangxi waved to let the two women go out, her tone still flat, without a trace of ups and downs.

Sha Zhemao was a little annoyed, but thinking of the task that the young marshal entrusted him today, he swallowed his breath.

Let him be proud of it for a few days, and after the Chamber of Commerce's general election, he will definitely let him go around.

"Yes, yes, we are here to discuss business." Sha Zhemao laughed with him.

Cen Liangxi nodded slightly, and stopped talking, her deep facial features showed that strangers should not come close.

On the stage, Qingdan flicked his sleeves, his posture was very charming, the slender eyes outlined by heavy makeup were glamorous, the red lips were open and closed, and the words "the bright moon is in the sky, it is the palace of Chang'e".

The audience cheered in unison.

When Sha Zhemao saw Cen Liangxi looking at the Danjiao on the stage, his turbid eyes flashed brightly.

"Master Cen, don't worry, this is the appetizer. I won't know what is truly stunning until later." After speaking, he laughed to himself.

After laughing for a while, he found that no one was paying attention to him, and he closed his mouth and cursed Cen Liangxi again in his heart.

"Master Cen, look...is it time to talk about business?" Sha Zhemao said tentatively when the time was about to come.

Cen Liangxi slowly dusted off the dust that did not exist on the stiff suit, and slowly sat up straight, putting her slender hands on her knees casually.

Cen Liangxi looked at Sha Zhemao with a squint in his eyes, cherishing the words like golden words, "Yes."

It's this kind of superior tone again!

The flesh on Sha Zhemao's face trembled, he cleared his throat, and tried to make himself sit more vigorously, then said slowly.