Along the way, countless people bowed to say hello. Lou tianqin turned a blind eye and swiped his card into the office. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a stool hanging over his head. The man who should have stayed at the tea table to eat pepper was eye to eye and nose to nose.
Jiang Xiaomi was extremely embarrassed. She just tried to open the door of the office, but found that it was another safety door that can only swipe cards. Song Zhenzhen urged there. In a hurry, she decided to break the boat and see if she could break it with a stool.
Unexpectedly, Lou tianqin came back as soon as he raised the stool.
"What are you doing?" A low magnetic voice suddenly sounded in her ear. Jiang Xiaomi was startled. Lou tianqin's tall and straight body was magnified in her sight. He looked at her quietly, precious and indifferent.
Jiang Xiaomi slowly put down the stool and couldn't help touching a few on the armrest of the stool: "I think this stool... Is very chic and light. What material? Is it expensive?"
Lou tianqin didn't answer. He walked directly past her and came to the mahogany desk. He classified the previously scattered documents with a drip, and a hidden safe door automatically popped open on the wall.
She was stunned.
When Lou tianqin put away the documents and turned around, he quickly turned his head aside: "there will be less things in the future. Don't blame me. I didn't see anything."
A soft, inaudible low smile came into my ears as if mocking.
"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Xiaomi doesn't understand.
Only after a long time did she know that Lou tianqin had enough means to deal with all betrayals. So he didn't have to watch out for anyone, including her.
The man went to the tea table with pepper and pointed to the empty bottles: "that's all?"
What does that mean? She's working hard, okay.
I knew I'd bring some steamed buns. How many people can resist eating chili sauce?
"Please let me know in advance. I'm ready."
Lou tianqin glanced at her and was afraid that others would have softened their hands and feet. It was only because the master had a double skin face. Mr. Lou's "death gaze" had no effect on her.
"Ding Ding..." the phone rang again. The number was the same.
She didn't answer, but her face showed anxiety.
Lou tianqin sat on a comfortable sofa, crossing his legs, waiting to enjoy someone swallowing pepper.
"Can we discuss one thing?" Step up to him with small steps and be as good as a student entering the teacher's office.
Mr. Lou stared at her for a long time with a smile: "before discussing, finish your task first."
"I've eaten three bottles."
"So you have to keep trying, don't you?"
I xx your ancestors for eighteen generations.
Jiang Xiaomi was impatient and flattered: "it's really something. I must eat here if I have nothing."
"What's so important?" Lou tianqin seemed to be all ears. It seemed that as long as he persuaded him, he could leave.
Jiang Xiaomi said without hesitation: "ex boyfriend funeral."
I heard that the man's facial features darkened in an instant, and a sneer overflowed from his throat: "say it again."
The tone is not high, not even severe, but such a soft voice is the most lethal.
Pressure forced her to change her words: "it's the editor looking for me." Twist up Xiumei and explain helplessly: "I have to go to work, too."
If you don't go to work, you can't have money to eat. The rent hasn't been paid yet. The landlord has posted notes at the door. If you don't get some results, you really have to drink from the West and the north.
This reason is a little convincing, but... Lou tianqin doesn't buy it.
"What's your phone number?"
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