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                                                                           纪南连连摆手表示没事，容岩越发心疼，“我就说安小离是个祸害，陈遇白n1tama智商都被她带低了。”                                                                                                             李微然唯恐天下不乱，闻言立刻放下报纸，掏手机向老婆发短信汇报，“安小离是个祸害——还有什么来着？二哥你再说一遍，我没记住——”                                                                                                             “滚！”容岩扔过来一个杯垫，“去拿点冰来。”                                                                                                             李微然起身敬个礼，“yessir！”                                                                                                             纪南拉住李微然，“没事，哪那么neng啊。”                                                                                                             秦宋越过李微然，在她脸上m0了一把，故意se迷迷的样子：“谁说的，小爷我看，neng的很嘛！”                                                                                                             纪南y恻恻的拿着两把餐刀磨刀霍霍，秦宋吐了吐舌头，回去乖乖坐好，拿起报纸接着填。                                                                                                             陈遇白拿起一个三明治，推了推眼镜，不紧不慢的问容岩，“南边陈易风那里还没ga0定？”                                                                                                             “陈易风一口咬定要十五个百分，我能纵他这胃口么！”容岩没好气的回他。                                                                                                             “我去一趟吧。”陈遇白云淡风轻的说。                                                                                                             其他几个都停下了手里的动作，看了他一眼，连梁飞凡都微微惊讶。                                                                                                             “好啊！”容岩兴高采烈起来，要说做生意的手段，连老大这个正统哈弗商学院毕业的也b不上老三的诡计多端，陈易风那厮拿乔那么久，也该给点苦头他尝尝，“老三，你早该出马了！下午我就把文件送你那儿去。”                                                                                                             “恩，”陈遇白放下刀叉，结束早餐。又忽然好像想起了什么，“大哥，那我手里那个开发案呢，招标前我可回不来。”