Chapter 137

Hearing that they wanted to refund their money, the gentlemen and wives were naturally happy, but they were also impressed by the honesty and atmosphere of the female boss in front of them.

Doesn't that mean we can get 30% of our principal in two months? If you get it back now, didn't the previous four months' investment be in vain?

"Everyone, please go and get your principal back." Mo Ziqi walked to the door with the contract and made an invitation gesture.

Jin Xuanyao stood there, his body leaning against the conference table, and his lazy and casual posture gave people a feeling of winning the game.

"How do you decide? Do you want the money back?" Someone whispered.

"Didn't you take back the principal anyway when you came here?"

"But if you take it back now, it's not all in vain?"

"It's better to do it in vain than to lose a penny?"

"The stock market is a gamble. I'm going to gamble again. I think the woman has two skills. Even if she can't get 30% of the profit in two months, it's not too late to get back the principal at that time."

"If you say so, I want to bet again."

"I bet too. Anyway, I don't have much principal. I don't know what to do if I take it back!"

"You..."

The crowd gathered around and talked. Jin Xuanyao raised her mouth slightly. She turned her head slightly and just looked up at Mo Ziqi's admiration for her.

"Everyone, please follow me if you want to withdraw your account." Mo Ziqi shouted at the door.

"Wait a minute." Mrs. curly hair shouted. She took the bag in her armpit and went to Jin Xuanyao. "OK, I'll write to you once. If you can turn it back for me in a week, I'll add double the principal."

"Do you want to add? I won't add. I'll withdraw the account and get back the principal. Don't play." The mustache man still insisted on his decision, but in fact, he finally escaped a disaster.

"It's good to handle the withdrawal of households. If you want to continue making money, which side is the door?" Jin Xuanyao held her forehead and said faintly.

Greed and fear have always been taboos in this industry, and these people who came to her company today have deduced these two sides to the extreme.

Jin Xuanyao has no ability to guarantee how much money she can make overnight. Her words are just bluffing, but if even she doesn't have the belief of winning, how should people here face the future.

The snow-white towel was wrapped with ice, and Jin Xuanyao carefully rubbed the congestion bag on Mo Ziqi's forehead. She was very close to him, and the curly wheat color fell on his shoulder. Mo Ziqi took a slight breath, and the faint fragrance belonging to her penetrated into his heart.

"Fortunately, I haven't broken my face, otherwise I can't afford your face."

"My face is nothing. I wish you weren't hurt. Next time you encounter such a thing, don't come forward and let me solve it."

Jin Xuanyao was stunned. What he said was very similar to someone, but his tone was much warmer than someone.

Aware that she was distracted, Mo Ziqi stretched out his hand to get a towel, "I'll come by myself."

His hand was suddenly held by the hand with a thin cocoon. Jin Xuanyao was stunned and looked down at Mo Ziqi. Mo Ziqi was frightened, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Jin Xuanyao pulled at the corners of her mouth, "it doesn't matter. Rub it yourself. I'll go and see if ah G has come back."

Mo Ziqi watched her figure walk out of the office, and the touch of holding her hand remained in his hand. He gently kissed his hand, which seemed to have her residual breath.

A G returned to the company with a food box. As soon as he heard that someone came to make trouble while he was away, both thick eyebrows stood up.

"Boss, I'll fix them."

"Come on." Jin Xuanyao leaned against the back of the chair and put his hands around his chest. "You are the general manager, not a thug. Pay attention to your image."

Ah g grabbed the board and smiled, "Oh, yes, this is what President Lin told me."

A G mentioned the food box in his hand to the meeting room in Jin Xuanyao's office and opened it. A strong chicken soup filled the whole office in an instant.

"What, chicken soup again." Jin Xuanyao shriveled her mouth. After returning from the hospital, Lin Ruicheng asked someone to send such a soup every day. She wants soup. Can't she stew it herself? Must someone send it?

"President Lin also cares about you. Come and drink while it's hot. It's bad when it's cold." A G has put the chicken soup on the table.

Jin Xuanyao looked at the chicken soup with a few wisps of white eyes, and suddenly turned her eyes, "say, did you take any advantage of Lin Ruicheng?"

"I, I..." ah g said with a wooden tongue. Is it because the boss knew that he took President Lin's house and helped him hide the rice? Fortunately, they haven't moved into the house yet. He's not sorry for the boss.

"Otherwise, why do you always listen to him? If he asks you to send chicken soup, you really send it." Jin Xuanyao drank a spoonful of chicken soup.

"Er..." ah g pinched a sweat. It turned out to be this.

"I'll tell you what he wants to give you. Just keep it. Don't waste it."

Ah g nodded silently. He is worthy of being the boss in his heart and can understand everything. Just... "Boss, do you know a woman named shamina?"

"Shamina?" Jin Xuanyao frowned slightly and drank a mouthful of chicken soup. "I don't know. What's the matter?"

"No, no, nothing."

Sure enough, as he thought, Lin Ruicheng gave him the house to block his mouth. What else did he say to thank him for helping the boss? Are shrimp figures like him worth paying attention to and thanking the giants? Just to prevent him from telling Jin Xuanyao that he still has a woman named shamina. He wants to say that he doesn't want the house.

"Boss, why didn't you marry President Lin?"

"He mentioned it to me, but I refused." Jin Xuanyao took out a piece of tissue paper and wiped the corners of her mouth. "You can see my current situation. It's not suitable for marriage."

"Are you not afraid that Lin has been abducted by other women?"

"It's so easy to be abducted by other women... Then you can only be happy for me. Fortunately, I haven't married him."

"Er... It seems to make sense." Ah g grabs the board and doesn't want to talk about it. If he doesn't know the situation and adds fuel and vinegar to make the relationship between others bad, he will be guilty, although he just thinks about Xuanyao.

"Finished? Then I'll hold another bowl for you."

"Still want to drink? God..." Jin Xuanyao put her face on the desk discouraged. "Don't you know that you'll get fat if you eat too much oil?"

"That's called fat." Ah g seriously put the soup in the bowl. "A woman's blessing shows that someone hurts. She is as thin as a bamboo pole. At first glance, she is a person who doesn't hurt. You see, our family is beautiful. After giving birth to the third child, she has grown 40 kilograms of meat. She looks at her heart from a distance."

"Meimei is married to a good man. I haven't married yet. If I'm too fat, I'll be despised."

A G Sheng Tang's hand and round eyes. Dizzy, Mr. Lin doesn't want to fatten up the boss with soup, and then find a reason to get rid of it.

"As long as she is the one she loves, no matter what she looks like, she won't dislike it." Mo Ziqi walked into Jin Xuanyao's office with a small plate of fruit. He put the fruit plate in front of Jin Xuanyao. "However, the oily soup will have some burden on the intestines and stomach, which will affect your health. It will be better to eat some fruit."

Ah g put down the soup bowl, grabbed a piece of yellow peach and stuffed it in his mouth, "thank you. It's inconvenient for our boss to eat cold things these two days."

As soon as he said this, Mo Ziqi was embarrassed. Don't overdo it. He touched the bridge of his nose with his hand, and Jin Xuanyao stood up, "what are you talking about!"

"I'm not talking nonsense." Ah G bit an apple with round eyes. "Did President Lin remember the wrong day?"

Jin Xuanyao's eyes crossed, "I really convinced you. Mo Ziqi, thank you for your fruit, thank you, ha ha."

It's really embarrassing. How can he speak so naturally as a big man.

A G turned around and glanced at Mo Ziqi coldly. He dared to play his boss's idea. He couldn't waste his hands.

For the past few days, Lin Ruicheng has insisted on stewing a pot of soup every day and asking people to send it to Jin Xuanyao. The meeting room in his office has become a kitchen. He believes that even if Yao Yao doesn't drink all the soup he wants, at least she should drink a little. As long as she insists every day, her body will be fine.

Thinking like this, Lin Ruicheng's interest in stewing was a little higher.

“Sir。”

Locke walks into the office with a folder, and Lin Ruicheng is wearing an apron and cutting chicken. "What's the matter? Hurry up."

Locke looked at the chicken chopped by Lin Ruicheng on the chopping board and was stunned. "About the annual meeting, I don't know if you want to set anything special."

"Yes. Wait a minute. I'll give you a plan after I think about it. Ah, hey - why is it so difficult to cut!" Look at being rubbed by yourself The chicken was so bloody that Lin Ruicheng threw away his sharp knife and shouted in wonder.

"This kind of meat needs to be cut with." Locke put down his folder, rolled up his suit sleeve, took out the other half of the chicken from the fresh-keeping box, took a machete from the kitchen knife rack, cut it down, and the chicken was neatly separated.

"Oh, that's right. Alas ~ ~ ~ I wanted to chop with this knife before. It felt too violent, so I changed this knife. I didn't expect the picture to be more bloody." Lin Ruicheng sighed. Several times before he stewed the chicken, the whole chicken was put into the pot. Think that girls prefer small pieces to eat, and in this way, they can fully stew the nutrition of the chicken into the soup, so he planned to cut the chicken smaller.

"The best way to cook chicken soup is to remove the chicken skin, chicken tail and fat paste. In this way, the soup is not greasy. Girls should be easier to accept. They don't have to worry about getting fat when they drink too much." Locke imparted experience while chopping the chicken into uniform sizes.

"Why didn't you say it earlier? I stewed it for several days before you said it." Lin Ruicheng angrily took off his apron and complained that it was broken. The soup two days ago was full of butter. Would Yaoyao be afraid of getting fat and don't drink a mouthful? He also thought it would be refreshing to drink a little oil and water. Why did he forget the purpose that girls are afraid of being fat.

There was a lot of noise in the office on one side, while in a private hot spring club on the other side, the hot spring overflowed with water like the warm sun.

Fangtuoer comfortably stretched his limbs in the steaming hot spring, and some round fingers patted his cheeks. "I have chicken soup for several days, and I feel that the skin has really become better than before. However..." pinched the 'swimming circle' on his stomach, "this place seems to be beginning to become different."