Beautiful wife is the best: rich husband has deep routines

＠My husband is a boss: Emma, ​​who is this upstairs? Return your husband!Where did it come from? Wow!

＠Sadness of wandering alone: ​​Same question, who is this?

@Little pig who eats meat but not vegetables: Upstairs +10086!

＠Mr～Fan Fan Fan V＠Husband of Hakuna Matata: [Anger] Hey, hey, my wife is mine, don't snatch it! [angry]

＠My husband is a boss Reply＠Mr～Fan Fan Fan V: Go away, who is your wife, you deserve a beating!

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Regarding this sudden extra ID account, Jiang Zitong was also a little puzzled, who is this?

However, before her brain had time to make the next reaction, her finger reached forward and tapped the ID's avatar information link.

Hakuna Matata's husband's profile page was slowly being opened, and at a critical moment, a phone call popped up on the screen.

Caller information: LuLu (assistant).

Jiang Zitong looked at the phone for a long time, hesitating whether to answer it or not.

The driver in the front row also heard the ringtone. He didn't know Jiang Zitong's hesitation, so he reminded her kindly: "Ma'am, your phone is ringing."

"Cough, cough, cough cough... um."

Jiang Zitong coughed twice, put on a serious look, and then pressed the answer button.

However, the incoming call was hung up because the answering response timed out, so it was not connected.

Seeing a missed call displayed on the phone screen, Jiang Zitong frowned slightly: What the hell? What a mess with LuLu!

However, in the next second, the incoming text message cleared Jiang Zitong's doubts: Sister Zitong, help me!I really can't find the right person, no way!I can only come to harass you under tremendous pressure.I know you're retiring now, but the matter is really, really, really urgent!Remember to call me back asap!I'm waiting for your help!Otherwise, you should have seen the report of my dead body lying on the street later!

Jiang Zitong repeatedly read the text message two or three times, while thinking about the urgent need in LuLu's tone, while holding the mobile phone, he edited the text message leisurely: What's the matter?In such a rush?

Interrupted by LuLu's text message, Jiang Zitong instantly forgot about the ID information of that weird account on Weibo.

LuLu probably felt that sending text messages was too slow, and after a while, another phone call chased him in: "Sister Zitong! Help! I'm going to die!"

"Speak human!" Jiang Zitong said calmly, completely unaffected by LuLu's urgent crying voice, "What happened? Are you so anxious?"

LuLu looked around and found that no one was paying attention to her, so she immediately clutched her phone and said furtively, "Well, sister Zitong, it's... well, that... there will be a small catwalk at three o'clock later. "

"And then?" Jiang Zitong held the phone and said calmly, "LuLu, you should understand that you are Jiang Yurou's personal assistant, and you need to contact her, not me, for things like going on stage for catwalks."

What she meant was to politely reject LuLu.

"Hey, don't mention it. When Sister Kenny (Jiang Yurou) took over the show, she promised well that in the last rehearsal before today's show, she will go on stage as the finale model and walk through it herself. But...it was just after one o'clock When it was time for the show, Sister Kenny actually left me a message on WeChat, saying that her leg was injured and she couldn’t go to the rehearsal or the show!”