Chapter 112

"I said assistant Shen, the night master's bed - is it easy to climb?"

One of them, dressed up coquettishly, reached out and lifted his cheek hair, staring at Shen Jiamu with great contempt.

Shen Jiamu's face turned white.

"What do you mean?"

"Literally, do you rely on this to get into the position of assistant?" the woman sneered: "I said you went through the back door before. I didn't expect to open such a big back door."

"Oh, sister Qiang, where does she call the back door? Those who go through the back door have backgrounds. What kind of back door is she? Do you think she has to come to the canteen to eat? She also gets off the night manager's car. I really think she has climbed to the night Manager? Shameless."

Shen Jiamu's lips turned white and his hand holding chopsticks tightened silently.

"Give me a move. How on earth did you get him on the hook when you treated the disabled person of President ye who didn't lift it?"

Shen Jiamu: "what did you just say?"

"Ask your skills. We also want to take the position of assistant, so we ask you for some advice."

Before they insulted themselves, Shen Jiamu just felt angry. Now she heard them say that ye Tingchen was disabled and didn't lift anything in private. She was so angry that her facial features were distorted and slammed down her chopsticks.

"Who do you say is disabled?"

Shen Jiamu's sudden burst of momentum frightened several women. After staring at her for a long time, she returned to her mind and sneered: "don't you know who is disabled and who doesn't lift it? Why do you ask clearly?"

"Oh, I'm a popular person around President yezong now. Please be polite."

"What am I afraid of? Isn't it just a mistress?"

Disabled, don't lift, mistress these ugly words came out, Shen Jiamu's character really couldn't collapse. She stared at several people in front of her.

"I didn't expect your quality to be so low."

"What? Dare to do it and be afraid of others?" one of the women looked at her and directly grabbed a cup of hot soup and poured it on Shen Jiamu.

She was too fast, and she was originally sitting. When Shen Jiamu stood up, he didn't expect her to suddenly take a shot, but subconsciously sideways when he saw her pouring soup over.

But the hot soup poured directly on Shen Jiamu's shoulder and back.

Ah

The soup was just brought up and spilled on Shen Jiamu's shoulder. All of a sudden, it made her white skin red. In addition, after the clothes were wet, they all stuck to her skin, which was more serious.

"Hum, I really think I'm a character?"

"Don't ask who we are!"

Shen Jiamu covered his shoulder and bit his lower lip angrily.

The wound that had not recovered opened again, and she stared at the woman who threw herself.

She's really bullied by Shen Jiamu, isn't she?

Shen Jiamu didn't even think about it. He picked up his plate and fell over to the three people opposite.

"Ah!!!"

"What are you doing?"

Three women screamed in the canteen.

Everyone in the canteen looked at the source of the sound.

Shen Jiamu's food and soup had just come up. When she threw the plate over, all the oily food and soup spilled on the three women.

Because it was towards the middle one, which happened to be the one who spilled Shen Jiamu's soup.

The vegetable juice spilled on her head, dripped from her hair, and then dripped on her face.

"Ah!!! You bitch."

Several people screamed and rushed towards Shen Jiamu and grabbed her hair. Shen Jiamu was unwilling to show weakness and grabbed the other party's hair. Her strength was not small, and she immediately caught the other party crying and howling.

"It hurts. Please help me get her hands off!"

"Let go of Sister Rose, you bitch!"

Someone is grabbing Shen Jiamu's hand. Shen Jiamu feels pain, but she can't let go. Once she's relieved, the three people opposite will rush towards her like crazy. At that time, it's not her hand to attack.

The canteen was in a mess, and many wanted to come up to persuade, but because the scene of four women fighting was too terrible, they couldn't enter.

Some stood by to watch the play.

"What are you doing?"

A sound came up, with anxious questions.

Shen Jiamu was pulled away and saved, and the other three were also pulled away.

The three people are not like this, but it is obvious that the other party looks much worse than Shen Jiamu.

The person who came was cold at night and always warm as jade. When he saw Shen Jiamu, he couldn't help frowning and asked angrily, "what's going on? Why are you fighting?"

Shen Jiamu reached out and wiped the blood from the corners of her lips without opening her mouth.

Su Su, who was holding rose, suddenly stepped forward and pointed to Shen Jiamu.

"Vice President ye, assistant Shen suddenly spilled rice on us. We were angry, so we fought with her!"

Hearing this, the cold night looked at her: "really?"

Su Su was so frightened by this look that he stepped back two steps. On weekdays, he has always been polite and never lost his temper. At this time, deputy general Ye's eyes actually became sharp. His body exuded a chill, which is completely different from his gentle appearance in the past.

"Night, vice president night... That's it. Others can testify for us!" Su Su boasted because she had been in the company for a long time.

The cold night looked at Shen Jiamu and softened his voice: "what's the matter? Have they bullied you?"

How could Shen Jiamu say those words to ye Linhan?

These despicable people, she pursed her lips and didn't answer. The expression on her face was stubborn and tight, but her eyes looked firmly and coldly at the three people opposite.

Night Lin was cold and helpless, but quickly took off his coat and put it on her: "if you don't want to say it, don't say it first. I'll take you to deal with it first."

Shen Jiamu didn't speak. He was held out by the cold night.

"Vice President ye, she really beat us first. Why do you protect such a woman?"

"Vice President night!"

The cold night took Shen Jiamu to his lounge. "There is a bathroom here. You go in and clean it. I'll ask my assistant to prepare clothes for you."

Shen Jiamu stood where he was and frowned: "what's the matter? Is it hurt?"

Then he reached out to touch her.

Shen Jiamu just lowered her head and saw the filth on her body. She was startled and stepped back two steps.

"Don't touch me, I'm dirty."

Although she had only been splashed with soup before, when she quarreled with them later, she was also stained with a lot of things. Now she was as dirty as if she had come out of the garbage.

The night is cold, so clean and tidy, and looks so gentle as jade. How can you touch such a person?

The night was cold and stunned for a moment. Dun's hand firmly moved forward in the air, and then held her shoulder: "fool? I don't dislike you being dirty. Tell me first, is there any injury on your body? Or should I take you to the hospital first?"

Let her go to the hospital like this?

Shen Jiamu: "I'm fine. I'll go in and clean up."