Ouyang Xiasha, who heard Han Doyle's answer, followed his eyes and saw Xiao Luo not far away from him. She was even more entangled because she didn't know that she should be happy that she had indirectly become a matchmaker? Or should we be happy for our friends to achieve good results? Or should we feel angry for these subordinates in the underworld who regard themselves and their relationship as the object of ridicule?

"Future boss, I'll go in and help you prepare breakfast. Just wait here for a moment." Don't wait for Ouyang Xiasha to tangle out his own reaction, Han Doyle will lie in front of Ouyang Xiasha's window, smile and say, finish not wait for Ouyang Xiasha to make a response, then turn around and leave without looking back.

Just after two steps, Han Doyle suddenly turned back to Ouyang Xiasha's window. He looked at Ouyang Xiasha very seriously. He said softly but could not refuse: "I will not report to the boss about you and Prince Beichen in the future, and I will not object to the fact that you are stepping on a few boats I'll leave the position of your husband to our boss! "

After that, Han Doyle walked away without waiting for Ouyang Xiasha to answer. This time, he went directly into the shop, and did not turn around or do any extra actions. Only Ouyang Xiasha, who was shocked by him, looked at the gate of Jufang Zhai, and was stunned to imagine Han Doyle, the German brain structure, and the life of Han Doyle Thinking, is this German guy reading too many female novels in China?

No matter what Ouyang Xiasha thinks, we have to admit that Han Doyle's efficiency is very commendable. Within five minutes after he entered Jufang Zhai, he appeared in front of Ouyang Xiasha again with food wrapped in large and small insulation materials.

"Future boss, here are your signature breakfast, drinks and special desserts. I've already done what the landlady told me to take the message. " Han Doyle put the big and small bags on Ouyang Xiasha's car carefully, and then said respectfully.

"Today is the first day of my military training. It's not good to be late, so I won't tell you more. Let's put it to the next time. Thanks a lot today, little Doyle! When you and Luo set a good day, remember to inform me, how to say, I can be regarded as your half matchmaker, right? Well, I'll go first! " Ouyang Xiasha, who had already understood, had no previous entanglement. Looking at the German man in front of her, she was very sincere and said with a smile.

"The future boss, I've been thinking about your share of the red envelope for a long time. I won't save it for you. Just put 120 hearts on it. I won't be unable to spend it. Well, hurry up, so as not to be late and deduct my red envelope. Be careful on the way, be safe After listening to Ouyang Xiasha's sincere words, Han Doyle said with a smile. After the joke, he did not forget his unique German concern.

Ouyang Xiasha didn't answer Han Doyle. She just smiles at him and nods to Xiao Luo not far away. Then she starts the car and goes away. Han Doyle and Xiao Luo, however, could no longer see Ouyang Xiasha, so they returned to their daily habits and walked slowly towards Jufang Zhai.

"Isn't this jufangzhai a place where privileges are never practiced? What happened to that woman just now? Who is she? How can we get privileges? Isn't it true that parking and queue jumping are not allowed at the gate of jufangzhai? " After Han Doyle and Xiao Luo entered jufangzhai, a girl in a pink dress was standing in the waiting line, shouting angrily. The shrill voice, in such a quiet morning, is particularly harsh.

"Cousin, can you keep your voice down? Do you want jufangzhai to blacklist us all Without waiting for the girl in pink to finish, a girl in a blue dress behind her covered her mouth tightly and said coldly.

"Blacklist? Today's society stresses human rights. I just want to express my opinion. What does it have to do with blacklist? Besides, what I said is true, isn't it? What does it mean that he gathered in Fangzhai to set his own rules and took the lead in destroying them? " The girl in pink looked at the girl in blue with disdain and retorted.

"Big one big one big cousin, that woman is one one." as soon as the girl in pink's words fell, a little Lori in green, standing beside the girl in blue, began to explain nervously and weakly.

"It's hopeless. Can't you talk well? I really don't know. It's just a woman. What's worth your being scared so much? You can't even speak clearly. Standing with you, I'm really miss Ben's loser. It's no wonder that the Baili family will mix up like this. We need to turn to the ITO family to survive in the cracks. " Without waiting for little Lori in green to finish, the girl in pink raised her so-called, high head, looked at her little Lori in green with disdain, interrupted her words, and said sarcastically with disgust and disdain.