Chapter 440

Joe Mu was speechless again!

Ah, ha ha?

You have the ability to drive away the boys around your sister, but you don't have the ability to drive away the girls around you. The reason is that you're afraid of girls crying?

Jing Yu sandwiched a piece of Dongpo meat to her dear mommy and comforted her, "Mommy, you don't have to worry. I won't fall in love with your son early, but my face is really handsome and angry, and those girls can't resist it.

After that, he sighed in distress, "Hey, being too handsome is also a kind of trouble. You see, those students who look ordinary or ugly don't have this trouble."

Joe Mu was so angry that he was about to vomit blood!

God, she thinks her tutor is very good. How can she raise such a confident son?

I thought ximuqiao would scold him, but I didn't expect that the man gave his son an encouraging look and said, "well, dad has been worried about you since childhood, so Dad understands you very much."

So Dad understands you very well. I understand you very much. Understand you!

Qiao Mu looked at the food in front of him and suddenly lost his appetite.

The third and fourth were eating broccoli by themselves. Seeing that mommy's eyes fell on themselves, they immediately took the broccoli out of their mouth and raised their small hands together.

"Ma Ma, eat!"

"Times, times!"

Joe bathed his numb face and had an impulse to lift the table.

Why do all the children in the family give her something stained with their saliva? The key is that they still enjoy it?

I can't eat this meal!

One day.

Inside the door, simuccio is talking to the beautiful president of a company.

Inside the door, Secretary Joe was clinging to the door to eavesdrop on the sound inside.

Lin Yi and Zuo array stood aside, chuckling and gloating. According to his wife's temper, adults have to kneel on the washboard when they go home tonight.

After listening for a while, I heard nothing.

The more so, the more uneasy Qiao Mu was.

Since it's a conversation, why is there no sound? This really makes her fantasize!

After half a ring, the little woman gave up and turned around with her hands on her hips. Her expression was angry and she had a taste of gnashing her teeth.

She waved to Lin Yi and Zuo array, "come here, you two."

She pursed her lips, tangled for a while, and asked, "before I came to work, did you often talk business with women?"

Lin Yi and Zuo array looked at each other and didn't speak.

Qiao Mu narrowed his eyes dangerously, and his little face was a little cold. "To tell you the truth, although I'm just a little secretary now, I'm going to blow the wind with you when I go back. You'll lose your year-end bonus this year."

As he said, the corners of his lips were still high.

It has to be said that Lin Yi and Zuo array were still frightened when they saw her like this.

Although my wife is a woman, she has been around for so long. She has learned 10% of the small movements when talking or before getting angry.

So that now when they see his wife like this, they both have the feeling to see the rush of adults.

"Give you a chance to be lenient when you confess and strict when you resist!" The little woman's voice suddenly cooled.

Lin Yi and Zuo array looked at each other again and hesitated, "OK."

"Yeah, yeah, okay."

Qiao Mu was not satisfied with their perfunctory answer and asked again, "what does it mean to be ok?"

What do you mean "Okay"? More or less? "

"Not much."

Qiao Mu sneered and began to give orders, "go and transfer out the list of personnel for negotiation in recent two months!"

Ten minutes later, the little woman's slender, scallion white index finger pointed on the paper.

Well, the 1st, 10th, 16th and 20th are all about business with women!

Looking back, ah, either a female president or a female secretary, or a female supervisor.

The white little hand squeezed the paper into a ball with slight force, and then sneered. At the same time, he glanced at Lin Yi and Zuo array with a smile.

They looked away together and dared not look at his wife.

Then, the little woman stepped on high heels and walked out of the door.

In the tea room.

Qiao Mu added a spoonful of salt to the black coffee that men often drink. After adding it, he felt angry, added another spoonful, and then laughed while stirring.

The key is that you can't have outsiders present. There are beautiful women at home, and you have to talk to other women!

Sample, I'll kill you!

Then, the little woman tidied up her clothes in the mirror, smiled, showed her eight teeth, picked up two cups of coffee and went into the office.

Simuccio is talking with each other and exchanging the next cooperation projects.

The glass door of the office was suddenly pushed open by Ren. He lifted his eyes and looked. A touch of surprise crossed his unfathomable eyes, which was well covered up by him at random.

"President, here is your coffee."

Qiaomu handed one of the cups to the woman opposite and the other to simuqiao.

Then, he stood aside and looked at the female president opposite quietly.

Well, the long hair was neatly coiled on the top of the head, a small white suit perfectly outlined the hot figure, and the top three buttons were untied to reveal the attractive ditch.

Just look at temperament, you know this woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Simuccio stared at the coffee for a few seconds, then took it to his mouth, took a sip, as if thinking about the taste, and saw his Adam's apple slide and swallow it for a while.

Joe Mu stared at his face, but to her disappointment, the man's face was as usual, and he didn't even stir his eyebrows.

She bit her lower lip and was a little frustrated.

She added two spoonfuls of salt!

Then, Joe Mu watched the man drink the cup of black coffee with ingredients one mouthful after another.

After talking about things, Qiao Mu watched the female president leave and then entered the president's office.

"Hey, do you mean mistreatment or mistreatment?"

Zuo Zhen glanced at the frosted glass door of the office and said, "at first, it was mistreatment, but in the end, it must be mistreatment."

Lin Yi held his chin and pondered for a while. Well, it seems that it's reasonable.

In the office.

The man sat in the office chair, his slender legs folded, and his dark eyes stared at the angry little woman opposite.

Qiao Mu put his hands on his desk, his small face stretched tightly, and stared at the leisurely smelly man opposite.

For a time, the huge office was quiet, and no one meant to speak, as if whoever spoke first would lose.

Five minutes later.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned back on the back of the chair, his eyes were hot, and took the lead in opening his mouth. "Compared with a few years ago, his wife's figure is really more angry."