Don't associate with local tyrants

"It was fine at first, but the eldest son in the family is too naughty, what do you think should be done?"

"Heh." You Ran almost stared straight away, she had only been married to that poisonous woman for more than two years, Mo Hui's whole temperament seemed to be a different person, but no matter how pampering and gentle the tone was, leisurely now I just feel disgusted, even if I received the news in advance, but I really let him see it with my own eyes, it is not generally unacceptable...

He lived so happily. In the serious car accident in the United States that year, far more than her mother died. This disgusting family formed by stepping on so many corpses lived so happily.. ....

The left hand that was being held tightly by Nan Feng was suddenly loosened, and You Ran secretly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and put back the mean smile on her face, "I don't know if your eldest son was robbed of his office Do you still care about the matter?"

"Don't worry, why don't you care?" Mo Hui was still smiling, his eyes full of indescribable kindness, "But it's not a robbery. At the beginning, I saw that Xixi really liked your office so much, so I gave it to him first. .But don't worry, come with me, I asked Joseph to design you a better one."

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Nanfeng is lazily sitting opposite Youran's desk, but his eyes are rolling around uncontrollably. It is indeed the work of a famous designer. The background tone of the room is gray on three sides, and the swaying blue sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is sandwiched between them. Baiyun, coupled with the fresh and fresh decorations that can be seen everywhere, even for a layman like Nanfeng who has no artistic talents, it is completely incomprehensible.

Of course, what made him unable to take his eyes off the most was leisurely sitting in front of the computer and reading something seriously. Sure enough, Nanfeng nodded secretly, saying that serious men are the most attractive. Well, this sentence is still very Makes sense.

It's just... the more Nanfeng thought about it, the more he felt that Mo Hui's glance at him before he left was very unkind. He ignored him completely before, and finally gave him such a look... This is not a good first time meeting, Nan Feng couldn't help curling his lips, and when he thought of this, he was more than half wilted.

Youran was obviously not in a good mood either, she turned her head to glance at him, then turned to face the computer and typed something.

Not long after, a cute-looking girl in a professional suit knocked on the door, and said in a sweet voice, "Hi, sir."

Without turning her head, You Ran said directly, "Just put it on the table. By the way, is Eva also transferred?"

"Eva..." Zhang Meng paused, bit her lower lip, put down the two cups of hot drinks in her hands, and said hesitantly, "Eva had some conflicts with the upper management before, and she has resigned for more than a year. "

more than a year?You Ran was taken aback, why didn't he receive the news?

Seeing that Youran had fallen into deep thought, Zhang Meng relaxed her hands and feet, and wanted to turn around and leave silently. Unexpectedly, with a squint, she saw a young man from a nearby shop taking a cup of coffee to his mouth, and immediately wanted to make a sound. Stop, "Well, sir, that cup of hot milk is yours."

Nanfeng slammed his hand, his first reaction was why?Do they look like the kind who drink coffee and drink milk by themselves?The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he raised his hand and took a big gulp...

Leisurely saw that his face was so bitter that he wanted to cry, and immediately took another cup of hot milk and smiled furiously, "I use it to refresh myself, why are you gulping it so much?"

Seeing that Youran was not angry, Zhang Meng breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to take back the cup to change, when she saw that Youran had copied the cup from the young master's hand, and took a sip from it.

"By the way, Mengmeng." Seemingly remembering something, she leisurely brought Zhang Meng back to God, who was about to disappear in place, "I have left all the information of the resigned personnel in the past two years. For me, at least include the reason for leaving, current job and who is currently in that position."

"Yes, sir."

Turning around and leaving the office, Zhang Meng breathed a sigh of relief. It doesn't matter, the main reason is that the people in the United States are more open, and the young and old are a little bit infected. This is not surprising at all, mainly because the man in the green suit beside the young Yes, it must be infected by the color of his suit, so I feel that the picture is so basic...

Nanfeng drank the whole glass of milk in one go, and he suddenly tasted the taste at the last sip, feeling a bit delicious.

Nanfeng smacked his mouth twice, and then suddenly realized that he seemed to have never drank milk warmed like this since he was a child, so he couldn't help saying cautiously, "There is a huge gap between people. In our family, as long as Those who haven’t retired yet, they are all juniors, how can anyone warm milk for you.”

Leisurely glanced at him sideways, rather disapproving, how can the Hao family is also a famous red family, if you really come here and envy the milk of their "local tyrants" family, how cheap it must be, I don't know the rules of his ancestors Will he be so angry that he will lift the coffin board.

"Then you marry into our family, and we will guarantee you endless hot milk every day."

Hearing this, Nanfeng was startled, then took a sneak peek in Youran's direction, confirmed that Youran's hand was typing non-stop, he was slightly relieved, turned around and lay down like a normal person Sleeping on the sofa.

He can't marry into the Mo's family, it's a big crime to be kicked out of the family tree... But, if Lingling is allowed to marry into their Hao's family...with the grandfather covering them, it shouldn't be too much Disaster......

Glancing at Nan Feng who was already lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, he leisurely paused his hands typing on the keyboard, and frowned.

Nan Feng originally wanted to squint for a while, but it was probably because the sofa was so comfortable to lie on. When Nan Feng woke up again, the sky was already getting dark. You Ran was answering a phone call, but her tone was as exasperated as ever. "Are you sure, it's Chen Qiuxiang?"

"What? A prosthetic leg?"

"Okay, I see. Next time I invite you to dinner, I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first."

After hanging up the phone, Youran hurriedly stood up, strode towards Yan Tian, ​​and unceremoniously pulled him up from the sofa, "Let's go, it's too late."

Nanfeng didn't get up in the slightest, he regained his energy in a second, and hurriedly followed Youran's footsteps. After all, when he was training in the special forces, it was commonplace for him to be dragged up to shoot targets at one or two o'clock in the morning.

After getting into the elevator, Nanfeng became curious belatedly. Even though there was no one around, he subconsciously asked beside him, "Who is that Chen Qiuxiang?"

Hastily leading him all the way without a single explanation, You Ran really didn't expect him to ask this in the first sentence, and she kept complaining in her heart whether the fourth generation of red people still have a sense of self-defense of a soldier...

But when he mentioned it, Youran also remembered the past that was short of time and didn't have time to think about it in the future. After calming down and thinking about it, Youran couldn't help laughing, "No wonder, no wonder I said before that it will affect the image... ...The annual salary of the son is hundreds of thousands, and the disabled mother is still working as a nurse, which is really amazing..."

Nanfeng frowned when he heard it, and took a good look at the news he inquired through the proper channels, but as soon as it came out of Lingling's mouth... Is this what grandpa used to say before, those dudes, I can't get ivory out of the dog's mouth...

Nanfeng was hesitating whether to say this, so that Youran can correct this problem, just at this time the elevator also stopped, so he subconsciously took a step forward, but unexpectedly, he was pulled by Youran's arm and fixed in place land.

Nan Feng was taken aback, looked up and glanced at the number of floors, 28, why, didn't they enter the special elevator for the top floor?When did Lingling become so close to the people...

Probably because it was just off work time, and there was no one outside the elevator door... Now Nanfeng was taken aback again, could it be that it was pressed by a ghost?

"Lingling, are you...waiting for someone?"

"Don't think about it, I'm tired of your brain."

"..." Nan Feng secretly glanced at his mouth, what's wrong with my brain, didn't it save your life at a critical moment?

Don't mention it, Youran's timing was really just right, a person hurried over from the elevator door, but the decisive condition for Nanfeng to judge him as Lingling's guest was not this, but the fact that he looked at him from a distance. After clearing Lingling's face, he strode back even more anxiously.

"What? Are you so guilty of running away when you see Master?" You Ran didn't chase after him, and raised her voice unhurriedly towards his back.

The man seemed to pause subconsciously, but it was only for a moment, and soon he started trotting forward again.

Lei Ran finally sensed something was wrong at this moment. He thought that Deng Jiahe was just blinded by money for a while, but now it seems that it is not that simple. What is he afraid of?

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