Reborn Giants: National Male God, Too Good at Flirting

"You, all, come here."

Qin Zheng took out a document from the main seat.

The few people looked at each other, then shrugged and walked slowly in front of Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng lifted his eyelids and glanced at them.

"Don't you even know the most basic etiquette for your master?"

Qin Zheng slapped the document in his hand on the table.

He raised his eyes, and Sen Han's eyes swept the contemptuous expressions on everyone's faces one by one.

"Come on, stand in line, Young Master Ye said so."

One person reached out and patted the person next to him. Some of those individuals sneered, and some looked even more contemptuous.

They reluctantly stood in line, but they didn't even give Qin Zheng a look. Instead, they each did their own thing, either tidying up their ties or looking at their watches.

An attitude that doesn't take Qin Zheng seriously at all.

"You seem dissatisfied with me?"

Qin Zheng put her feet on the table and pushed the transfer behind her back. She leaned all over on the swivel chair, squinted her eyes, and had a sinister smile on her lips.

"How dare we, Ye Shao has really ruined us."

"You are the master who issued the order personally, how dare we not obey?"

A man stood up and said with a smile.

"That's right, you are our young master's favorite, the unprecedented number one male favorite. Of course we don't dare to be dissatisfied with you."

"Hehehe..."

A red-haired man continued the words of the man just now. Both of them emphasized the word "Young Master" and "boy favorite", which was nothing more than telling Qin Zheng.

It's just a despicable toy, to dare to climb on the high branch and enter Jun's house, it's just wishful thinking!

As soon as the red-haired man's voice fell, everyone laughed and laughed.

Qin Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"I remember, your name is Luo Feng, right?"

Qin Zheng stretched out his hand, brushed his fingernails, and said casually.

"It's right here, I don't know what Ye Shao's advice is?"

Luo Feng bent down and made a rare polite gesture to Qin Zheng.

"I heard that you are the management leader of the Anbu of Belvedere, and you are also a capable general by Jun Suli's side. You have won nearly 20 battlefields for Jun."

"Young Master Ye is really over the top. It's just some small achievements, it's not a big deal."

The red-haired man smiled. Although he said modest words, his expression was not the same.

"It is said that you are best at hidden weapons?"

Qin Zheng blew his fingernails and raised his eyes halfway.

"Exactly."

"Huh, just right."

Qin Zheng patted his clothes and put his feet off the table.

Luo Feng and a few others listened to Qin Zheng's words just right, but they didn't remember what it meant.

I saw that the person standing behind the table jumped up, and a shadow suddenly shrouded his head.

Qin Zheng's eyes were scarlet, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.

She shot like lightning, fast, accurate, ruthless! A hand hooked and moved towards Luo Feng's neck.

Luo Feng sensed Qin Zheng's strong killing intent, and was shocked, his feet already started to move, and he stepped back.

"Silk--"

His face was cold, a bloodstain was scratched open, Luo Feng watched a drop of blood jump out from his face, and a tiny silvery white flashed slightly in the sunlight.

His face changed suddenly, Qin Zheng's hand was about to reach his neck.