Chapter 7

Joss grinned dryly and waved his hand: "Mr. Jing, what a coincidence. I'm fine."

"Would you like me to drop you off?" The man's eyes are cold and his eyebrows are slightly frowning.

Joss swallowed her saliva. No matter how much she refused, she couldn't say it. Besides, she also wanted to talk about the scandal with Jing zhehan before she arrived at the company, so she got on the bus.

The car drove, turned a corner and drove to the pedestrian street. Jing chihan took out two pieces of paper and handed them to her.

Jos took it, said thanks, and wiped his skirt.

After wiping, she pinched the dirty paper and said, "Mr. Jing, do you see the news?"

"This one?" The man opened the toolbox, which in addition to scattered put a box of cigarettes, a lighter, a few small things, only a cover explosion of entertainment magazine.

Joss took it out, looked at the explosive title on the cover, and gave it a wry smile - the Secretary's boss gave a play in the parking lot.

She covered her face, buttoned up the magazine and said in silence, "although this thing is fake, the company colleagues think it's true. Mr. Jing, will you clarify when you go back to the company?"

Jing Che didn't say anything. The car arrived at the nearest shopping mall at this time. He got out of the car.

Jos quickly followed.

Before ten o'clock, the shopping mall was still a little lonely. Jing chihan went straight to the women's dress floor. Joss was struggling to catch up with them on high heels. When he went up to the third floor, a lady at the counter saw them. She suddenly closed her face and showed a smile warmer than the spring breeze.

"Can I help you?" A beautiful young lady in a short skirt came by, her eyes sticking to Jing chihan's face.

"Choose one for her."

The salesgirl eagerly took Jos and recommended several new products of the season. When she looked at the price tag, she took a breath and refused stiffly: "this type is not suitable for me."

"Miss, if you try it on, you may not be satisfied with the effect."

"Not really."

The price is not suitable! There's no suit that sells for 12000. The suit she wears is only 3800!

"Have you chosen?" Jing zhehan hung up the phone and came over. He looked at several sets in the hands of the lady at the counter. The styles were all good: "wrap them up."

"No, I don't like this. Mr. Jing, don't spend any money on it."

Jing chihan looked at her panic and frowned: "it's almost nine o'clock. Do you want to go on shopping? Do you want to deduct your salary? "

Jos struggled and was reluctant to deduct money, but the dress was too expensive.

Finally, under the attack of Jing chihan's "hurry, hurry up", she gritted her teeth and chose the cheapest dress in the whole counter. She said with a dry smile, "this, I like this."

Jing chihan took a look at the suspender skirt. His eyes moved and he settled the account.

Back to the company, they enter the elevator side by side. When they get to the tenth floor, Jing chihan goes out first. Joss plans to sneak to the bathroom to avoid appearing with her.

Who knows just walk half step, front, low male voice suddenly rings out: "Qiao secretary."

Joss was startled. As soon as he was stiff, he saw the whole office looking at her, and Xiang Yun standing in the most inside, but his face was also the most sinister.

Jing chihan, who was a few steps away from her, took out the car key and threw it to Jos: "I left a document in the car. Go and get it."

Joss hurriedly took the key, a little at a loss: "me?"

Jing Che Han gave a sound, and then reminded him, "look for it. It may have fallen under the seat you just sat in."

Jos: "now she just feels that everyone in the office is looking at her in the wrong way!