MTL - The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism-Chapter 1328 Monk Nowhere Harassment

Olmas got up in anger and went out with a few henchmen.

When they left the house, their confidants turned on ...

As a result, the woman's cell phone rang. The woman picked it up and smiled. "Hello, this is Kate ..."

"Hello, female donor. The poor monk is a founder of the temple. It just made sense to talk to you Mr. Olmas, but it seems to be disconnected. Let him take the call." Kate heard this, The smile instantly stiffened.

Olmas's ears are also good, or the other person's positive voice is allergic, and I heard it all at once, angrily: "Mute, all mute me! I don't want to hear that voice again!"

"Okay, Mr. Olmas." Everyone mute.

Kate hung up.

As soon as Founder heard it, he raised his eyebrows and said, "The phone was turned off at the maximum volume, um ... the hands-free. But don't answer automatically, we are civilized."

Olmas just walked into the conference room, sipped to try to catch his breath, and as a result ...

"Ms. Kate, please have Mr. Olmas answer the phone."

Kate's phone rang again, and the sound was extremely loud.

"Kate, let you mute, why don't you mute? Challenge Mr. Olmas' authority?" A man retorted, he and Kate are in a competitive relationship, can be dark, of course, not to let go.

Kate hurriedly took out her phone and said, "I'm silent, eh, that monk again!"

Then Kate smashed the phone angrily to show his heartfelt anger!

When the man was about to say something, he heard his cell phone suddenly ring. He picked it up subconsciously and saw the number from Huaxia. At that moment, the sweat on his brain appeared instantly.

Kate hummed. "Wal, are you provoking Olmas' authority?"

"Enough! Give me all the calls!" Olmas is really going crazy!

The men had to take out their phones.

Olmas was finally able to be quiet for a while, and as a result, closed his eyes, the meeting was about to begin.

The door opened, a family member came in, looked at Olmas with a smile, and before he spoke, his cell phone rang.

Olmas almost reflexively said: "Throw it!"

The member of the family, Ivan, was aggressive and looked around. He didn't understand what it meant.

"Don't want to be kicked out of the family, just throw it," Kate whispered.

Ivan said: "Sorry, throw it."

After speaking, Aiwen glanced at his cell phone, and the call was a goddess he had been chasing for a long time ... He had just sent a big gift to the goddess, and he was preparing to solve the single problem at night.

Okay now, he has a hunch, it's all gone ...

Ai Wen just sat down and listened to someone whispering, "I guess, the next time you come in, the phone will still ring."

Ivan said: "How is this possible?"

"A bet? The winner wins a Chinese dinner," the other said.

Ivan said: "Why is it a Chinese dinner?"

The other said, "Because this meal was sent by a Chinese person."

Ivan said: "Well, I bet with you."

So the two started to stare at the door with big eyes. The next moment, a man with yellow hair walked in and greeted everyone with a smile.

Ivan laughed; "It looks like you lose ..."

Before the word was exported, the yellow-haired man's cell phone rang.

Olmas raised his head almost conditionedly, and said fiercely, "Either you throw your phone or you go out!"

The other party was dumbfounded, but still obediently followed suit.

The man who bet with Aiwen laughed and said, "It looks like dinner has come to an end."

Ivan's face was aggressive, and he didn't understand what was going on.

Other people came in one after another, and as a result, everyone who came in, the phone would ring!

Aiwen gradually saw the fuss, and quickly sat down next to a new colleague, whispering: "Are you a bet? I won, I invite you to have a Chinese dinner with Mark. You lose, you please we."

"Why ask Mark?"

"It doesn't matter, doesn't it? There are many people and you can eat more dishes."

"Okay, bet ..."

Ai Wen smiled and said, "I'm a genius!"

Sure enough, the next one came in, the phone rang ...

The other's face was dark ...

Everyone's cellphones were cleared from the venue. Olmas let people close the door and forbid anyone to bring their cellphones in. Then he breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "Damn bald, now, let me see how do!"

At the same time, Founder was dumbfounded and muttered, "Are all the staff of the Olmas family shut down habitually?"

In the face of collective shutdown, Founder has no choice.

Just then the excited voice of the squirrel came from the door and said, "Master, a new horn is installed in one finger village and is now shouting. But their voices are so small that we can't hear them on the mountain ..."

Founder laughed: "It should be afraid of disturbing the peace on the mountain ..."

Only when the voice fell, Fangzheng's eyes lighted up. He picked up the squirrel, kissed him fiercely, and laughed, "I have a way, haha ​​..."

After speaking, Founder ran back to the Zen room again, took out his mobile phone, and said, "Holmes' broadcasting system has been hacked! I want to give the unreliable Olmas a good science, what is reliable? ! "

Olmas was talking, but talking, he threw the speech aside and muttered, "What the **** are they? Let me say it myself."

The man responsible for writing to Olmas saw this, and burst into tears.

Olmas said: "Negotiations with the delicate group must progress as soon as possible, you must understand ..."

As soon as the words started, a harsh noise suddenly sounded.

Hum ...

Everyone covered their ears subconsciously.

Olmas exclaimed, "Who did this? I'm going to quarrel with him!"

Then I listened, and I heard from the loudspeaker: "Cough, cough ... try wheat, try wheat, can you hear it? Uh, forget, this is one-way, don't talk, you ca n’t hear the poor monk. "

As soon as the two words of the poor monk came out, Olmas' hairs were almost erected, and he hurriedly said, "It's the Chinese monk! Why is he broadcasting?"

Everyone looked blank, totally unaware of what was going on.

Kate said: "He won't hack the emergency broadcast system? This guy is an invincible hacker!"

Olmas said: "Get me back right away. I don't want to hear this **** monk talking!"

However, now it is not the question that he wants to hear, but the monk keeps saying, "Mr. Olmas, it's very difficult for the poor monk like this. It doesn't matter if you don't answer the phone, you People around you do n’t even answer the phone, which is too unfriendly. People in your family have instructed people to come to China to steal things. Do you care? The poor monks express their strong protest and condemnation of your behavior! ”