The thin lips of crimson color are light, looking at the front desk with a sneer in the evening, it is really speechless to the extreme.
His hands were slightly clasped on both sides, and his bright eyes were full of chill. Looking at the proud man in front of him, he took a deep breath into the evening and said in a cold voice, "OK, if you have this ability."
"Ha ha, there are so many people like you. Don't frighten me with ambiguous words. Do you really think I'm scared?" Seeing the evening is still a cold face, that front desk in the heart has long been angry, said she directly picked up the phone, want to call the outside security in.
However, just as she picked up the phone, a deep voice came from her right front, "what's going on?"
Hearing this voice, the front desk, which was just full of complacency and disdain, instantly looked like a person, and the heavily made-up face immediately piled into a flower.
"Han Hao, you, how did you come out?"
"Han hao?" Hearing what the receptionist said, he turned his head late at night, and then a man in black casual clothes, tall and straight, and wearing black sunglasses appeared here.
A pair of show eyebrow tiny frown, evening fixed looking at the man in front of me, always feel a kind of deja vu, as if I have seen the general feeling.
The man, who was called Han Hao, glanced coolly at the front desk, which was full of flower maniacs, and repeated the question he had just asked, "what's the matter?"
Hearing Han Hao's question, a touch of nervousness flashed on the front desk's face, but soon she sorted out her expression and said with a flattering smile: "it's OK. It's OK. It's just that someone who doesn't know what company wants to rush in to see you. I'm worried that she will disturb your work, so I want to find someone to drive her away."
After Han Hao heard what she said, Han Hao turned his eyes behind him and looked at the familiar face in front of him. Han Hao's eyebrows raised slightly. Thinking of yesterday's pig bone, Han Hao could not help but raise his thin lips.
The front desk didn't expect that Han Hao, who was usually cold to everyone, would smile at the woman in front of her. She was staring at the evening, full of anger in her heart.
Feeling the man's eyes and the subconscious cool of the evening's back, she pursed her thin lips slightly. Thinking of Wu Wei's task, her eyes drooped slightly. Then she raised a professional smile and went to Han Hao's side and said in a low voice: "Hello, Mr. Han. I'm the design director of Xiang's group. I'm looking for you today, in fact..."
Her dark eyes swept across the shocked face of the front desk. She picked her eyebrows in the evening and snorted coldly. Then, in her eyes of envy, jealousy and anger, she strode towards the direction of Han Hao's departure.
Xiangwan looks at Han Hao, who has already walked towards the company. Shuiliang's eyes are full of confusion. However, although she doesn't know what Han Hao means to let herself go in with him, she feels like she sees a glimmer of hope since she has the opportunity to talk with him face to face.
"Come in." Not waiting for the evening to finish speaking, Han Hao will directly interrupt, and in the evening before the reaction, Han Hao has turned away.