When people in the office heard Bai Han's words, they were unhappy.
"Hey... don't don't don't." Jiang Wanxi was about to quarrel, and immediately interrupted the gunpowder.
"Everyone is a colleague, and I will work together in the future. I...Is it right to make personnel rectification? I try to make it. I don't know the statistics very well. It will take some time. As for coffee... I will buy it now!"
This is the head office, everyone, don't do it!
Isn't it just running errands? Anyway, she doesn't want to keep facing these old-fashioned documents. Maybe she will buy a coffee, and she will meet a good handsome guy who sells coffee!
But I didn't want to, this time running errands really gave her her wish.
In the coffee shop, the woman took out the post-it note she just wrote down, and it said the flavors that colleagues wanted to drink.
Just as she was anxiously waiting for the coffee to be packed, she heard a sharp female voice coming from one side of the coffee shop by the window—
"Lin Muyuan, you are too much!"
This voice was filled with crying and grievances.
Is this a quarrel
Upon closer inspection, Jiang Wanxi's eyes brightened.
That man is really good-looking.
This was the second man she had seen for a long time besides Yan Shenyan.
It's seductive, and I don't feel too much after watching it for a few more seconds.
"Your coffee, thank you for walking."
The waiter had already packed a bag of coffee for her, Jiang Wanxi recovered and took the heavy bag.
At this moment, the crying woman had already covered her lips, with tears in her eyes, and ran out of the cafe.
But he accidentally ran into Jiang Wanxi, and the other party cried and ran away without looking back at the situation.
However, Jiang Wanxi was miserable.
Seeing that I couldn't hold it firmly, I sprinkled coffee on the ground.
At this moment, the man not far away had a pair of cold eyes, but he didn't think it was going to pass in front of the woman who had spilled coffee.
"Hey, you stand!"
She stood up and stopped the man who was leaving.
Lin Muyuan stopped slightly, really standing still. Turning his head indifferently, he glanced at the woman who stared at him with the word "losing money" written on her face.
"You...recognize the woman just now. She hit me and became what she is now."
She was still wondering how to say the next sentence that asked him to lose money for the woman, the man just chuckled a woeful smile, and made an understatement, overflowing from his lips—
"She is my fiancee."
"Then you buy again..."
Before she finished speaking, the man's voice was still as plain as water slowly coming out—
"But I broke up with her just now."
"My coffee... I didn't spill all of it, so you will pay half."
Lin Muyuan raised his eyebrows, then turned his head and glanced at the woman who seemed to have a low IQ.
"pay?"
"Yes, your fiancee who just broke up hit me, shouldn't you pay for it?"
"Woman, your logic is strange."
"Man, you can't afford to pay for a little coffee. No wonder your fiancee wants to break up with you!"
From the pupils of this strange woman, Lin Muyuan saw disgust and contempt.
The dark brown pupils dimmed. Is this woman despising him
"I don't lack money, but it depends on whether it's worth the money."
"Since I am not short of money, I will lose money soon. I still have work to not miss."
He looked at Jiang Wanxi, and now he just needs a woman with such a strain to help him get rid of the current situation.
"The coffee that this lady ordered just now will be another one."
Why did his attitude become so good all of a sudden? It seems that what he said just now stimulated him.
The contented woman nodded, then smiled at the man—
"That's right."
Lin Muyuan's eyes deepened, and I have to say that this woman was really different when she laughed.
"your name."
"Me? Why should I tell you. We don't know each other."
"You took the coffee I bought, just because of my favor, you made a friend, shouldn't you tell the other person by name?"
Jiang Wanxi took a look at the coffee being packaged. When did she receive the favor of this man? Please pay for it!
I saw Lin Muyuan's wicked lips curled up, and said abruptly:
"The one who hit you was a woman who just had nothing to do with me. I am not obligated to compensate her for anything. But your woman has a simple head, and I would rather make a friend."
She picked up the repackaged coffee and was about to leave in a hurry, for fear that the man would drag her away from her.
but no.
Lin Muyuan's expression was faint, but his heart was really ups and downs.
If you meet the next time, it is your destiny.
When the employees got off work one after another, Jiang Wanxi remembered, "I forgot to tell my husband that I worked overtime. He should be home soon."
With that, she took out her mobile phone and called the other party.
And Bai Han just raised his contemptuous gaze so quietly, looking at a certain one who was under the control of a man.
"Husband, I'm sorry... I have to work overtime today, so I'm still in the company, you can only eat dinner by yourself."
The little woman's soft voice was full of sorry, and she didn't want to be like this on the first day. It felt bad that she could not accompany her husband to dinner.
And the other party did not have any voice.
Yes, I didn’t hear her or...
In the apartment, the man narrowed his pupils as he listened to the voice of his little wife in his ear.
"Husband, are you listening?"
"Ok."
After hearing this word, Jiang Wanxi breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately... But just as she had something to say, the other party hung up the phone.
She was dumbfounded and angry
And Yan Shenyan at this moment is indeed very unhappy, but it is not for the little woman who is depressed working overtime, but...
When Jiang Li received the call, he was puzzled.
"How did you think of calling me..."
It was the other party who threw out a word abruptly, and the man stopped all of a sudden—
"My wife works overtime, did you arrange it?"
The indifferent voice is full of the low and dark of the yin, and Jiang Li can make up for Yan Shenyan's extremely cold face without thinking about Jiang Li.
Jiang Wanxi was still depressed, wondering if Yan Shenyan didn't want her to work overtime... Bai Han just cursed, not spineless.
And the next second, I received an unfamiliar phone number.
"Hello… "
As soon as her voice fell, she heard the voice of the old man who was in a hurry and a little anxious—
"Jiang Wanxi, stop your overtime, you can get off work!"