Although he was disliked, he still went upstairs. Since he was a bad chess, then learn more.

When he came upstairs, Mr. Xiang and Tang Luo had already started.

He sat beside him and watched, afraid that the old man would stimulate him again, so he seemed to be humbly studying.

Seeing him like this, Tang Luo laughed in his heart. This senior director is probably very majestic on weekdays, but now he is honest.

It is estimated that this can be made in the entire China.

Tang Luo and Xiang were having fun killing each other.

Xiang Baiyan occasionally wanted to say a few words, but he kept it in a hurry.

He is a real gentleman who doesn’t speak. He is mainly afraid that as soon as he speaks, he will be criticized by the old man.

After all, the old man is about to lose, and those who are about to lose are always in a bad mood.

A few minutes later, he smiled bitterly at the old man, put down the chess piece, and gave up the struggle.

Lost.

"Mr., how do you feel?"

Tang Luo asked with a smile.

"Yeah, it's very satisfying."

He nodded in the old man and glanced at Xiang Baiyan next to him.

"It's much more interesting to play chess with you than to play chess with the third brother..."

Xiang Baiyan: "???"

He looked confused, and I watched the excitement, and I didn't say anything, and I was gloating. If you lose, I didn't laugh at you, and you were still laughed at you.

What's the reason for this!

Tang Luo also wanted to laugh, so Director Xiang shouldn't have come back!

"Come on, let's continue, continue."
Chapter completed!