"Who is this person?"

Seeing that he was no longer young, his face was full of stubborn beard and his speech was very rude, everyone was talking in a low voice.

"I'm a tabloid reporter, I seem to have seen this person."

"Is that true newspaper he is from?"

"From the Daguang Newspaper, but I don't know if I'm still working there."

"What did he do in the Internet cafe?"

"Who knows."

Everyone said this, and suddenly there was a deposition. Before they knew it, many people turned their heads over. Wherever they could see, Chen Xiaoman was lying on the backrest behind Chen Fan with a cup of milk tea and reading the newspaper with Chen Fan.

Chen Fan reacted with a trembling reaction and stood up suddenly, but when he chased after him, the person was gone.

"It's over."

Chen Fan was so angry that he thought to himself that he had caused trouble now. He knew what he had photographed.

"How long has that person been here?" Chen Fan asked Huihui.

"We've been here several times." Huihui said.

"I don't know what he is doing in a quiet voice." Huihui said again.

Chen Fan sighed and judged by intuition that this person must have been here for himself. He checked the records at the bar and found that this person was named Zhao Dezhu, a local. Chen Fan is not very familiar with people in the press. The better one is Xiao Luo. At this time, Xiao Luo is already the deputy editor-in-chief of the newspaper and is quite well-known. Chen Fan called over and briefly told the story of the matter. Xiao Luo frowned, "Zhao Dezhu? Hey, I'm really not familiar with this person. Let's do this, I'll ask you!"

"Then I'll bother you."

"Oh, depending on what you said, whoever we are with whom."

It is thanks to Chen Fan who helped him. Although Luo is a relatively philanthropist, he is not a bad person. At least he knows how to repay kindness. Moreover, now this matter is not as difficult as he imagined. After thinking about it, he immediately called an old editor in the other newspaper.

Chen Fan was waiting for news here. To be honest, it was a long process and it was usually very difficult to endure. However, Chen Fan had no choice but to wait here. He could only wait here. He was idle and was quite upset, so he simply asked Pan Xiaoqing out to play with him for a while. Pan Xiaoqing has been here recently and is also idle. It happened that he had asked Chen Fan recently, so he came happily in a car.

There are not many private rooms in the billiards room, only two big bags and four small bags. Chen Fan and the others naturally won’t play outside. Pan Xiaoqing probably can’t do it. After all, Pan Xiaoqing is also a public figure after all. With her outstanding appearance and superb football skills, she often goes on various entertainment news. Once someone shamelessly photographs them playing billiards together, they may make a lot of gossip news. Of course, there is nothing to play billiards together, but it is difficult to explain if you are touching your chest and butt with a stingy hand.

Chacha, Chen Fan is such a hooligan.

"What's wrong, this is, I look a little unhappy."

Pan Xiaoqing looked at Chen Fan with the club. Seeing this guy having a lot of worries, she couldn't help asking.

Chen Fan didn't stop her, and told her everything about what she had just given birth. Pan Xiaoqing felt strange after hearing this, "Isn't that little mushroom your sister? Then what are you afraid of?"

Chen Fan was unsure. He knew if this turtleman had installed some surveillance equipment in the Internet cafe. If he captured those undescribable shots in some no one, then this matter would be really troublesome.

No one knows it, but Chen Fan knows it best in his heart. In the past few days, he has been doing it with Xiaoman in the bathroom of an Internet cafe at least twice. Actually, it’s unnecessary to think about it now. However, the pictures were exciting at that time, and I didn’t think so much about it. Who made the little girl slutty, beautiful and cute? Even an old driver like Chen Fan had no way to go when he encountered a little girl slutty. This was not Chen Fan’s problem, but a problem that all men had.

"Actually, we are not brothers and sisters."

Chen Fan could only find a reason that was easiest to be understood by Pan Xiaoqing to tell this matter.

"No."

Pan Xiaoqing was shocked, obviously not expecting that such a thing would happen. She immediately looked at Chen Fan up and down, revealing an expression that an old driver understood, "Okay, no wonder Ouyang said you are a big pervert, you are really worthy of your reputation."

Chen Fan smiled as if he was ridiculed. When he thought about it, he felt something was wrong again. He turned his head and raised his eyebrows, "Which Ouyang?"

"Who Ouyang, don't you know?" Pan Xiaoqing turned around with the club in several directions, possessed herself, reached out and hit the ball, and did it neatly.

When she played billiards, she had a serious and fierce expression, and she had a domineering spirit of being the only one. For Ouyang, she was definitely one of the top predators in this field. Such a domineering spirit was not pretended, and it would never be possible without years of accumulation.

"Ouyang and I are good friends, but I didn't tell you." Pan Xiaoqing straightened up, "If I hadn't given me guidance, would you think she would have such good skills?"

"Ha." Chen Fan felt something else when he heard this, and immediately smiled, "Ouyang is just average, and he has good ability to serve people, especially his little mouth, which moisturizes people."

"What are you talking about?" Pan Xiaoqing gave Chen Fan a blank look, "I'm talking about this, don't think about it randomly?"

Chen Fan smiled and didn't say anything.

"Do you want to know how Ouyang evaluates you?"

"Um."

"She said you are a capable person."

"What does it mean."

"If you don't mean anything, just say you are a capable person."

"so what?"

"So, since the first meeting, I've started to get a little interested in you guys."

"snort."

"What are you humming?"

"I find it interesting."

"How to say it?"

"Well, what do you mean?"

Chen Fan saw Pan Xiaoqing clearing the table again and again, and his head hurts a little, "In general, few people praise me like you, especially beautiful women like you. When these people praise me, they have only two purposes. They either want me to meet their career needs or want me to meet their physical needs. Besides, they are basically gone."

"Then, what kind of me do you think?"

"At first I thought it was the first type, but now I think the second type is more likely."

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