Chapter 9 is God

  Lu Wenbin is really not in the mood to play with her: "Miss Su, stop making trouble, and give me the box quickly."

  Only Su Xing maintained the blind worship of the old sister: "My sister is not an ordinary person, please be careful when you speak."

  Su also ignored their reaction at all, put the box into his pocket directly, turned and led Su Xing to leave.

  The boss snorted coldly. He wouldn't open the door. Who can get out?

  In the next second, Su Ye walked towards the display cabinet in the doorway, moved away the vase in the fourth grid from the top, and slowly pressed the upper switch. There was another "bang" and the door bounced open.

  Su also left them with an extremely handsome back: "Tell old man Bo, tomorrow I will come personally, and I will return to Zhao."

  Lu Wenbin looked at her back, she was completely stupid. Miss Su today has a slightly fascinating style.

  The big eight-figure business has been disrupted. The boss blows his beard and stares angrily. Where did this girl come from? How did she know that the second switch of the door was under the vase?

  ...Wait, more than forty years ago, there was an angry girl in his store, who seemed to look a lot like her.

  ——Σ(°△°|||)——

  In the evening, the President's Office of Bo Group.

  Bo Yunli is signing a special document, the document is all in foreign languages, and it is a small language that few people know in this era. After that, he placed the three signature pens on the table neatly, even the direction of the pen cap was the same.

Comfortable.

  It was comfortable for less than two seconds, and Lin Zhan and Lu Wenbin rushed into his office at the same time as if their buttocks were on fire.

  If the office door is not wide, the door frame will definitely be squeezed off by them.

  Lin Zhan was anxious, pushed Lu Wenbinbara behind him and threw himself in front of the desk excitedly. The three signature pens were instantly knocked into a mess.

   With two "kaka" sounds, Bo Yunli pressed his knuckles, looked at Lin Zhan very uncomfortably, and said with his heart: If there is nothing urgent, I will tear you up immediately.

Who knows that he hasn't asked, Lin Zhan is like the little Teddy who sent Qing], cats with a small waist, facing Bo Yunli's face, and hesitated: "Cousin, you smell it, is it tasteless? NS?"

  This big breath, impartial, all sprayed on Bo Yunli's face.

  For a severe obsessive-compulsive disorder plus cleanliness, this action is punishable by death.

  Bo Yunli's forehead blue veins violently, holding his breath, did not dare to gasp.

  His eyebrows are tight, but fortunately he has glasses, which block a part of it.

  After a long time, I was sure that the breath had cleared away, and then he held back his anger and said, "I will introduce you to a hospital to treat your brain well."

  Lin Zhan hurriedly explained: "Cousin, do you remember that Su also said yesterday that he wanted to give me a pill?"

  Bo Yunli placed the signature pen again, and responded indifferently.

Lin Zhan continued: "She really delivered the medicine this morning. I remembered what you said yesterday, so I ate three pairs as she said. I wanted to slap her in the face, but I really felt more energetic. No, there’s no taste in my mouth, it’s amazing."

  Bo Yunli was suspicious, pointed to Lu Wenbin on the side, and motioned him to listen to it.

  Lu Wenbin obediently followed suit, and a second later: "Back to the president, Master Lin has a fresh breath and a faint fragrance."

  Lin Zhan Shen mysteriously said: "Cousin, did you say that the blind cat ran into a dead mouse? How could she really understand this?"

  Bo Yunli did not respond to the dead mouse's words, but turned to Lu Wenbin: "What are you trying to say in a panic?"

  (End of this chapter)

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