Chapter 8: : Shameless man

"Let him in."
A faintly girl voice came from the office.
The office area is large and the decoration is more luxurious, as if it is not enough to show how rich she is.
A girl in a black suit, sitting behind an outrageous boss table, was immersed in writing something with a pen, without even looking at him.
What to pretend, even if you don’t have a good impression on me, is it necessary to be like this?
Li Nanfang knew that'Yue Zitong' was observing him in secret, and sneered in secret, walked to the sofa and sat down.
After sitting on the white fabric sofa, Li Nanfang deliberately rubbed it a few times and moved his position. There was a black mark in the shape of his buttocks immediately where he sat.
He guessed right, Min Rou was indeed observing him from the corner of his eye.
Mr. Yue told Min Rou that the person who was released after serving Li Nanfang was a distant relative from her hometown and needed special care before he personally met him.
It’s no surprise that Mr. Yue has a distant relative who has been in jail, but Min Rou doesn’t understand why Mr. Yue would let her pretend to be Mr. Yue, isn’t Li Nanfang Know Mr. Yue?
Before Min Rou could figure this out, Li Nanfang was taken into the office by Mr. Yue who pretended to be her.
Seeing this guy's fair-looking white face, why did he commit a crime? When Min Rou was a little sorry, she heard Yue Zitong reprimand in a low voice: "Li Nanfang, who made you sit down?"
Min Rou only watched Li Nanfang secretly, but didn't notice that he was deliberately soiling the sofa.
Li Nanfang was reluctant, rolled his eyes, and said in a weird manner: "Oh, Secretary Min, you don't want to say anything to President Yue. I don't know, I must think you are the boss."
He is most disgusted with foxes and fake tigers, even if the beauty of the beauty is very unusual, but he doesn't care.
"You----huh!"
Yue Zitong's choking face flushed, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only look away with a cold hum.
Li Nanfang didn't let her go. He tapped his fingers on the case and said in an uncle-like tone: "Thirsty, Secretary Min, pour water."
Bastard, you are looking for death by yourself, don't blame me!
Yue Zitong couldn't stand it anymore, and stretched out his hand to his waist.
Before she retired, she always carried a gun with her, and in anger she just wanted to blast this guy's head with a gun.
But after she stretched out her hand, she remembered that she had lost the qualification to be equipped with a gun.
After seeing her make this action, Li Nanfang's eyes flashed, and he pretended to be surprised and exclaimed: "Scare, Secretary Min, don't you carry a pistol with you? Or, do you have water? But the position seems to be wrong. ."
"Li Nanfang, are you still endless?"
Seeing that Mr. Yue's expression was not right, Min Rou stood up in time to film the case. After filming the table, she looked at Mr. Yue and waited for the next step.
I will bear it first, bastard.
Yue Zitong bit her lower lip hard, and when she turned around and walked quickly to the water dispenser, she winked at Min Rou and motioned her to do what she had agreed with.
"It's over, it's over. It's just that you, the secretary, is very temperamental. She seems to be the boss, and wants to point her to the most basic hospitality on your behalf."
When looking at Min Rou, Li Nanfang was all smiles, his eyes swept back and forth like a scanner.
"Letter of introduction, show me."
Min Rou was frowned upon by Li Nanfang's evil eyes, and she frowned and asked, "Why don't you care about your image when you come to the company in this suit?"
"I want to wear a dog-like person, but I have no money."
Li Nanfang chuckled and said, "Of course, this is all thanks to Mr. Yue - or else, you give me three to five million first, and I will buy clothes to wear?"
"Three, three to five million to buy clothes?"
Min Rou really hadn't met such a shameless person, who didn't stutter with a woman when she reached out for money. Her mouth was three to five million yuan, like three to five yuan.
"expensive."
Li Nanfang nodded, and said: "I am a person with a very strong self-esteem. If I don't have to be a last resort, I won't ask for money from a woman. So, you'd better give three to five million to me. There is money to spend."
"You, you are dreaming!"
Min Rou was really angry and completely forgot that she was pretending to be Mr. Yue. Feng Mu was about to reprimand. Yue Zitong, who was making tea, suddenly coughed and winked at her again.
Min Rou immediately understood, and immediately snorted: "Huh, be careful when you speak. This is not in prison. You can say whatever you want to those people and criminals. Go out and wait, I'll read the letter of introduction first."
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