Yue Tingfeng grabbed the landline phone on the table and said, "Come in."
Jiang Lai was trembling with fear and ran into the president's office. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the body of a mobile phone lying on the ground. The screen was black and broken.
Yue Tingfeng stood in front of the window with his back to Jiang Lai, his tie thrown on the ground, and he said, "Buy me a mobile phone."
Jiang Lai's back felt cold, and his ancestor was angry again.
He quickly said: "Yes, okay..."
"Has the house I asked you to buy in Jinxiu Garden finished?"
Jiang Lai nodded quickly: "Okay."
Yue Tingfeng: "Key."
"I can give it to you tomorrow."
Yue Tingfeng turned around slowly, "I want it now."
When Jiang Lai met Yue Tingfeng's cold and calm eyes, he was so frightened that he almost fell to his knees.
Yue Tingfeng looked very calm, but anyone who had been with him for a long time knew that he was now furious.
Jiang Lai said repeatedly: "Okay, I will send it to you right away, right away."
After leaving the door, Jiang Lai gasped for air.
He has always known that their boss is very difficult to take care of, especially recently. He is like a woman's aunt, who spends many days every time he comes.
Half an hour later, Jiang Lai finally handed the key to Yue Tingfeng while sweating profusely.
When Yue Tingfeng got it, he said to Jiang, "Call a decoration team, I'll use it right away."
Jiang Lai kept nodding: "Yes... yes..."
He didn't know what Yue Tingfeng wanted to do, but just follow his orders.
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The crew didn't have any scenes for Yan Qingsi all day today. She was very tired after catching up on the scenes for a few days, so she planned to go home and rest for the day.
When they got downstairs, Yan Qingsi asked Xiao Xu to go back first and went up alone carrying her luggage.
As a result, as soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she heard the buzzing sound of an electric drill. Yan Qingsi felt her forehead hurt when she heard the sound, as if the thing was drilling directly into your forehead.
Yan Qingsi thought it was the voice coming from Jin Xuechu's house, but after taking two steps, she realized that something was wrong.
Yan Qingsi took a few hurried steps and rushed to the door of her house. She found that the door was open and the buzzing sound of the electric drill was not coming from her house.
Yan Qingsi: "What a fool! We were robbed."
She threw away her luggage, kicked open the door and rushed in.
There was a clang and the door shook, and everyone in the room stopped and looked at the door.
Yan Qingsi glanced at the house and saw that it had changed a lot. Things were tied up in a mess. There were six or seven people in the house. At first glance, they were ordinary decorators and not thieves.
Yan Qingsi gritted her teeth: "This is my home. Who let you in? Get out!"
Several decorators looked at each other.
"Miss, we are just workers. Someone hired us to decorate his house. He is the owner of the house and has the key."
Yan Qingsi frowned. Sister Mai paid her rent for a year. Now it's one month, and it's impossible for them to check out without saying hello in advance. There must be something wrong here.
He said coldly: "The house owner? Who is it? Let him get out of here."
Suddenly a voice came to mind from behind: "I!"
Yan Qingsi turned around suddenly and saw a person standing behind her. She was a fucking acquaintance. Look at that face that needed a beating. Who else could it be but Yue Tingfeng, that bastard
The decorator behind said: "Miss, this is the landlord, and we all work with his money."
Yan Qingsi looked at Yue Tingfeng coldly: "Get out, or I'll call the police."
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