THE DANCE FOR RICH MAN
A recording

Ting ... Ting ... Ting ...

The sound of a notification from Mike and Carlos' phone made the board of directors turn to the two of them. Because they are currently meeting. The two most loathsome handsome men in the company compactly peek at their phones simultaneously.

Mike and Carlos looked at each other and put their phones back in their suits after seeing the contents of the notification in their postels.

Meeting is over.

Carlos and Mike walked out of the meeting room first. The two handsome men walked side by side but still a considerable distance away, because Mike was nauseous smelling the scent of Carlos perfume.

"It looks like our wife is having fun right now" Carlos told Mike.

"Hemmm .. let them enjoy their time with self-indulgence" replied Mike looking straight ahead.

Carlos looked at Mike while chuckling softly.

"Why?" Mike looked at Carlos who was laughing at him. "Is something funny?"

"Yes, you're the funny one. Hem ... Looks like someone's starting to wash." Carlos teases Mike who is now glaring at him.

"Curtain! I'm not that kind of guy!" Mike still doesn't want to admit that he's already Quen-Quen.

Carlos pulled out his phone and said, "all your words I've recorded, how about I go home and hand over the tape to Quen." Carlos teases Mike while raising his eyebrows.

Mike stared intently at Carlos, he immediately grabbed the phone. He could die if his wife heard the tape.

"Give me!" Mike was still trying to get the phone.

"No way!" Carlos immediately ran away from Mike's tantrums while saying, "the bucin' knowledge isn't it, ha ha ha." Carlos gave Mike his phone.

Mike snatched it and checked the voice recording on Carlos's phone, but he didn't find it. "Where's the tape?" ask Mike.

"There is no recording" Carlos replied with a chuckle, taking back his phone by force. Then he immediately entered his room and locked the door. It felt good to prank his assistant.

While in the room, Carlos laughed curled up until his stomach felt stiff.

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"Ahh .. It feels very satisfied today!" Arra walked while holding Quen's hand, looking at the four bodyguards that I saw as if they were carrying their groceries.

"But I haven't!" quen's answer made the bodyguards who followed him grimace while shaking their heads.

"Huh? Do you want to shop again?" asked Arra a little surprised.

"Of course you are!" Quen answered excitedly, as he walked into the branded bag shop.

 When we got to the store. Quen pointed at all the branded bags he saw.

"This ... this ... this and this .. wrap!" Quen pointed to 10 branded bags and handed the magic card to the waiter there. He didn't even care about the price of the bag. All she did as a form of disappointment to her husband who seemed to cover his identity from her.

"Woahhhh!!" Arra goosebumps and gawks when he sees the total of all the bags.

"Total everything $70,000." One of the shopkeepers gave the swiped note and magic card to the owner.

"Quen, have you gone crazy shopping that much? You know 70 grand if it's worth 1 billion more." Arra smothered his mouth because he was still very surprised.

"Mike said that this card is unlimited, then where's the harm?" quen answered and immediately left the store followed by Arra and several bodyguards.

"It looks like something's wrong with her," Arra muttered looking at Quen's back.

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 1 M make doang bag shopping. My misquen soul thrashed, ha ha ha ha ha.