Return of the God of War: The Vest Boss is A and Sassy

"I'll do it now." Jun Ze raised his eyebrows slightly.

After he finished speaking, he walked outside the castle and patted Gong Mingye on the shoulder as he passed by, with a wicked smile, "Master Gong, do you want to close the door for you?"

Gong Mingye gave him a cold look, "My wife has collected my property, and I have no money to spend. You can decide."

"My monthly expenses are not much, only one billion yuan. You will reimburse them all."

After speaking, he looked coldly into the distance, waiting for the durian.

Jun Ze's face instantly collapsed, "Aren't you kidding me?"

"If it wasn't for you, would I have gotten to this point?" Gong Mingye snorted coldly, "One billion, not a penny."

"you sure?"

Jun Ze's eyes narrowed, and he immediately took out the phone,

Soon, the phone was connected, and Junze said directly,

"Housekeeper, bring the super durian of the space variant by air."

His voice was so loud that it shocked everyone.

Space mutant durian?

Many people have seen pumpkins grown on the moon, as wide as a basketball board and unimaginably large.

If it were durians, everyone could not imagine how big durians would be cultivated.

Everyone felt distressed for Gong Mingye.

Gong Mingye's eyes gradually became gloomy, and he looked at Jun Ze coldly, wishing to tear him apart.

However, Jun Ze didn't look at him at all.

With the support of Emperor Yan, he is not afraid of the dragon master, not only that, he also specially opened the door.

"Master, are you sure about that durian?" On the other end of the phone, an old voice came, "This is the largest durian cultivated by our biological company under the Jun family, it can fill an entire house, and the durian is on the The thorns, several meters high, are very piercing."

He said tremblingly, for fear that Jun Ze would do bad things, after all, he couldn't understand the temper of this young master. Ask durian is definitely not interested in technology.

"How many meters of thorns?"

Jun Ze's eyes suddenly lit up, "Quick, quick, I will immediately use a large plane to airlift to the Imperial Castle, and I will give you half an hour."

After speaking, he hung up the phone with a snap.

Everyone present couldn't help but take a deep breath and fell silent.

A thorn several meters long, if an ordinary person kneels up, will he die?

Gong Mingye's face couldn't help twitching.

Han Qingqing hurried over and glared at Jun Ze, "You are fooling around, how can you treat the Dragon Lord like this?"

"Don't hurry up and ask the housekeeper to stop sending it. Do you really want the dragon master to kneel on the durian? My sister is just trying to scare him and find herself a step down."

She took Jun Ze's hand and walked to Gong Mingye, "Brother-in-law, Jun Ze is joking with you."

"I'm not joking with him." Jun Ze snorted coldly, "It's right to **** me off for a billion, kneeling on a durian, otherwise he'll dare next time."

"If I don't teach a lesson this time, I guess it won't be Mosha Street next time. It should be the guardian of the dragon from the Sixteen Kingdoms of Dongzhou and the Dragon Lord's Mansion, right?"

"Bullshit."

Gong Mingye raised his eyes coldly, "There won't be a third time, these two are purely accidental."

Jun Ze simply covered his ears and pretended not to hear.

When Yan Yihan heard the durian in space, her body couldn't help trembling slightly. She wanted to stop it, but she couldn't say it.

"Don't be so troublesome, ordinary durian will be fine, I don't want to wait." Yan Yihan said.

Gong Mingye's eyes were happy, but his wife still loved him.

"Miss, you don't have to wait, it'll be there soon." Jun Ze smiled, "Don't you feel sorry for Gong Shao? This is not your style. When did the Northern God of War become so gentle."

"Who will feel sorry for him?"

Yan Yihan frowned, turned around, her heart was thumping, "One is not enough, add another immediately."

Gong Mingye's eyes froze, and the smile on his face instantly froze in place.

"two?"

One can kneel to death, and two more?

"Wife, let's go back. There are more and more people, and it's too late for the intelligence department to delete the photos on the Internet. If the whole country knows your appearance, how can you make private visits?" Gong Mingye persuaded bitterly.

Although heartbroken.

Kneeling durians in front of hundreds of thousands of troops last time, do you have to kneel in front of so many people this time?

"Housekeeper, I'm Junze. I will immediately summon all the top media reporters in the country to Yan Palace. Yes, the more news media that can cover every corner of the country, the better."

Jun Ze continued to call and said.

"My young master, what are you going to do?" The old butler asked anxiously, who did not understand his operation at all.

"Soon, you'll know."

Jun Ze said indifferently, "You can do whatever I ask you to do. This is the order of Emperor Yan, and I just follow it."

Snapped,

Hang up again.

Yan Yihan, "??????"

When did I say, let the media reporters come?

Gong Mingye's eyes darkened again, wishing to cut Jun Ze on the spot.

How could he have made such a bad friend? Like Miller, he is a scumbag. The benefits never think about him.

After thinking about it, Han Junan is still reliable. He thinks of him for every good thing, unlike Junze and Miller, who can't stop him unless he kills him.

"Baby, if there are so many reporters here, it's not good for them to do live broadcasts and expose your identity?" Gong Mingye's indifferent voice softened a bit, and asked weakly.

Yan Yihan realized it immediately, and said quickly, "You're right, I don't mind the reporter, you should go back and kneel, right?"

After speaking, Gong Mingye let out a sigh of relief, and finally escaped the catastrophe.

However, Jun Ze continued to speak to the other end of the phone, "Housekeeper, tell the reporter not to take pictures of Emperor Yan, all the shots can only be placed on the Dragon Lord, whoever dares to shoot randomly, be careful of his head, remember? ?"

The housekeeper was speechless, "Master, you can't make it clear at one time if you have something. You have to keep calling and tossing my old man, I'll tell you I..."

Before he finished speaking, Junze hung up the phone again.

He smiled lightly, a small dimple formed at the corner of his mouth, "It's done."

Gong Mingye, "!!!!!!"

Yan Yihan, "??????"

"Miss, can I do things well?" Jun Ze showed a rush to praise me.

"Well, powerful."

Yan Yihan was silent, she just wanted to lose her temper and passed it, now it's alright, Gong Mingye can't do it without kneeling.

Gong Mingye secretly ordered.

"Hei Yi, immediately take someone to intercept all the reporters, and remember not to let them come over."

"I'll do it right away." Hei nodded, and quickly left here without knowing it.

Gong Mingye finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the next moment.

Junze immediately sent a message to the Holy Gate headquarters, "Everyone above the Holy Gate green-clothed commander and above, immediately go to the Imperial Castle and **** the reporter over."