Eight Kickass Uncle Sweet Spoil novel Chapter 308

Chapter 308 The Weird House

This is the old downtown business district, the road construction is narrower than that of the new city, and the buildings are not so tall.

The landmark building is among a group of buildings with 20 or 30 floors, it is as high as 47 floors, and the golden rooster is independent.

There are many companies in the building, such as hotels, catering, clothing, jewelry and shoes, and various companies rent office buildings and offices…

That store is on the 38th floor of the building. It is really not eye-catching among the hundreds of thousands of company facades.

Wade followed the address to find this place, looking at the low-key shop in front of him, he couldn’t imagine that this was a baby club that made five million dolls apiece.

Susie pointed to a boxy sign at the door, the size of a socket, and muttered.

The corner of Hamza’s mouth twitched: “How many words are there?”

Susie: Huh? This she will!

She counted and said happily, “Four!”

Hamza: “How many words did you just say?”

Susie stretched out her finger and counted while counting: “Five!”

Hamza snorted coldly: “That’s right, you can still count right. There are four words on the sign, you read seven, does it make sense?”

Susie shook her head innocently: “I was wrong.”

Hamza choked momentarily.

At this time, a girl came out from inside. She was wearing an apron, bent

over slightly and smiled and asked, “How are you guys, are you…”

Wade said: “We are here to order dolls.”

The young lady was taken aback, and looked around strangely: “Where are your adults?”

Wade and Susie looked at Hamza together.

Hamza’s small face was cold: “I am.”

The young lady was speechless.

Emm, are you sure?

This little boy is quite tall, but he looks like he is only eight…nine years old, maybe eleven or twelve years old at most.

Hamza asked coldly: “What, is there a problem?”

At that moment, it was like Martin’s upper body.

The young lady shook her head subconsciously: “No problem…inside please…”

Susie looked adoring and whispered, “You are my idol!”

The words learned by heart were immediately used on Hamza.

Hamza snorted coldly.

After finishing speaking, he put his hands in his pockets and went in coolly

Whether it is useful to flatter or not, only the corners of his mouth that could not be detected know.

The young lady took out a notebook, and asked routinely: “Who wants to customize the dolls… Have you hired an artist to design it, or…?”

Wade took out a piece of paper: “Yes, this.”

Money can turn ghosts around. Before he came, he asked someone to draw an anime character design overnight last night.

His description was based on Susie, so when the young lady saw it, she subconsciously glanced at Susie.