Now I'm just teaching him how to respect others and make him understand how much his actions just hurt my dignity!
"Hey, Emperor Bai, is there anything else you want to tell me?" My words were full of sarcasm and disdain, and I turned to look at him with a bit of contempt.
"Pick it up!" His voice was obviously more excited than before, and it looked like he was angry.
Ha, he's angry? I'm even more damn angry now, my brows knitted together, and I shook his hand away fiercely: "You want me to pick it up? You pick it up first. Pick up the suit you lost and put it on.
superior!!!"
Listening to my roar, he frowned and his expression became even more gloomy.
Damn it, don’t you want to hit me?
Hit me! If he wants to hit me on the left cheek, I will stretch out the right cheek and ask him to hit me too. Today I must teach him a lesson and let him know what respect is!
He didn't hit me, and his expression gradually softened: "Sorry, what I just did didn't mean anything else." He apologized to me in a gentlemanly manner, turned and walked towards the trash can...
At this moment, the office door opened, and Yun Junche walked in. His evil expression instantly turned into incredulity. He glanced at me curiously, and then at Han Luoyin curiously: "Yin,
What's wrong?"
Han Luoyin shook his head: "Junche, please go out first." After he said that, Yun Junche left the office again, and he squatted down to pick up the suit from the trash can and put it on.
, and then what are you looking for?
Only then did I see him take out the three things I had thrown away from the trash can.
Damn it, why bother? He wouldn't have bothered to put on his clothes in the first place. Shooting yourself in the foot, idiot! Idiot!
He walked up to me and handed me the things with both hands. His gesture of handing things over was extremely gentlemanly and elegant: "There is an unlimited bank card in the wallet and some odd money. If you need it, you can also
You can fill in any number you want on the check."
Damn it, he is really rich? How much money does he have? If I withdraw hundreds of millions and run away, he won’t be afraid???
However, his attitude when talking now is very good, and I have restrained my previous violent temper, stretched out my hand and pushed his things away: "No need."
"Don't you like money?" he asked me curiously.
“If you eat someone’s hand, your hand will be broken, and if you take someone else’s mouth, your mouth will be short.”
"Haha." He smiled gracefully, feeling that the cold air he had before was completely gone: "You said the opposite."
"..." Holy shit, holy shit, my face quickly turned red.
"Take it, maybe you will find it useful." Seeing how gentle he suddenly seemed to have changed into a different person, I couldn't help but take his things and forget about them as decorations.
But in an instant, his expression returned to coldness: "I will call you from now on, don't ask others to answer the phone."
Damn it, this is called being short-handed, you know? As soon as I took his things, he resumed his kingly command language with me.
Damn it, I don’t want to be like him: “Nonsense, this is your phone number, I know who’s calling? What if it’s your girlfriend??” He didn’t thank me, but still yelled at me? He yelled
Shit!!
He was stunned for a moment, and then his expression gradually softened: "You can get out! From now on, no one will call me except me."
His face changes are like turning the pages of a book.
And from now on, this phone number will be exclusively for him and me?
Ah……
He is really nice to me, but...
He was so defensive about me! Was he afraid that I would run away with my earrings on? So he gave me his cell phone. If I guessed correctly, there should be a GPS tracking system in the cell phone, right?
It doesn’t matter, I won’t run away, and there’s nowhere to run. After all, it’s important to be on guard against others. I don’t blame him!