South Wind Knows My Mood

Chapter 250: nonsense

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The man named Tong Yunzhen probably hasn't returned to his residence for several days. As for the key in her hand, it was given to her by the person who came to the hospital for emergency treatment yesterday and was given to her by the Department of Internal Medicine. The person only left a hasty sentence: : The boss wants you to hire a maid to help him clean the house.

Clean the house! Does she owe him? absolutely not. But, it seems that there is... Otherwise, she wouldn't stand here obediently now, and let Aunt Bao, who cleans for her, help him tidy up the house.

"Doctor Bai, why didn't you consider building a staircase in the house?" Aunt Bao searched out a pile of shirts from the dressing room.

The thoughts of young people nowadays are really confusing. They are already so intimate that they have each other's keys. Why not just take the stairs? Wouldn't that be much more convenient? There is no need to run upstairs and downstairs opening and closing doors.

"Hitting the stairs?" What hitting the stairs

"This way you don't have to open and close the door." Putting the things in her arms on the ground, Aunt Bao returned to the dressing room and took out a pile of socks that she had already worn.

Yuexin almost vomited, and quickly reached out to pinch her nose.

"I don't have that kind of relationship with him!"

Aunt Bao mistakenly thought she was embarrassed to admit, "It's okay, it's okay, it's not like you don't understand me, Aunt Bao. My ideas are very up to date with the times, and I'm tight-lipped and don't like to gossip about others."

She opened the garbage bag on the side and threw all the socks inside.

"Aunt Bao, no!" Finally, Yuexin dared to take a deep breath again.

"But Doctor Bai, what does your boyfriend do?" Aunt Bao snatched Yue Xin's words and stood in the door frame of the dressing room and bedroom.

"He opened a company and engaged in technology software." Yuexin said reflexively.

"Is it very profitable?" After glancing at her, Aunt Bao glanced into the dressing room again.

"I don't know, maybe!" She thought so, otherwise he wouldn't be able to live in this building.

"No wonder." Aunt Bao muttered.

"What's the wonder?" Yuexin blinked her big eyes.

"I think his shirt and socks may have been worn once and then thrown away." Aunt Bao pointed to the wardrobe in the dressing room.

"Yeah?" Yuexin walked into the locker room.

Aunt Bao walked to the closet and said, "Look."

She opened the closet door with a swipe, and with a crash, a pile of shirts, which were well packed and stacked up like a hill, rushed out like a landslide.

"Oh my god!" Yue Xin wanted to go to the street and hold the collapsed mountain of shirts with both hands. Fortunately, Aunt Bao gave her a hand at the right time, saving her from being buried alive.

"I think your boyfriend is either too rich or planning to open a clothing store instead." This was Aunt Bao's conclusion.

Yuexin smiled awkwardly and felt the end of her eye twitching. No, maybe there were veins beating in the corner of her eye. "Aunt Bao, I think this is good. In addition to helping me clean every day, you will also find time to clean this place. As for the salary, I will give you double."

Who will tell her whether she is too troublesome or too kind? How would ordinary people deal with this kind of thing? Maybe it was a good decision to sit back and do nothing, but... she couldn't do it!

well!

Tong Yunzhen is in a good mood. The information show just now allowed him to successfully obtain orders and successfully promote the newly developed online software to the European and American markets.

But on the other hand, he was also in a bad mood, which could be said to be terrible, because there was a white-eyed woman who was not afraid of his bad temper and pestered him all the way from the beginning to the end of the information show.

"Dai Moqian! Dai Moqian!" His roar could be heard even three kilometers away.

Dai Moqian endured the danger of having his eardrums shattered and appeared in a slippery manner. "Boss, are you looking for me?"

"Nonsense!" He shouted angrily again.

(End of chapter)