Chapter 9: Awkward Conversation
Fang Ze glanced at her again, and found that she had finished answering the question and turned her gaze back, and her attitude was very suspicious of the leader.
He himself is the kind of person who can not keep his mouth shut in private, because he pulls too much pimp during working hours, and then talking nonsense after work is a bit of a suspicion of excessive exploitation of the labor force of the old brother - I really didn't expect that there are quite a lot of people in the same way, and this employee is obviously more tongue-free than him.
Chen Xing was so sleepy, and she didn't want to sleep in the leader's car, she was fighting tenaciously against the sleepy insects, she didn't think about it so much, and she didn't know that the leader had pulled her pigtails.
"You two come with me. Chen Xing led them to a separate reception room,
"What do you want to drink?" Fang Ze thought back to the work scene in Lan Ye that day, and vaguely remembered that there were one or two pictures where she was drawing with her left hand.
He probably didn't pay much attention to it at the time, but now that he thinks about it, he suspects that there might be something wrong with her right hand.
"No need Mr. Fang, I'll just take a taxi back by myself, please send Xingxing home, her home is far away." "Luo Fei deliberately buried He Han,
"Look at the same leaders these years, how big the gap is in life. ”
"Okay. ”
"Okay. "An employee implements the one-word formula to the end, as if he wants to talk to the rhythm of the leader's embarrassment.
"That's so embarrassing, Mr. Fang!" Luo Fei originally classified Fang Ze and He Han as a raccoon dog, but now he immediately changed his views at 360 degrees, and said that he was still particular about this year, and he couldn't deny the total of the world just because of a rat surnamed He.
"You see that I invited it, how can I let you break the bank. Fang Ze glanced in the rearview mirror and asked casually, "Are you still working in a bar?" Luo Fei finally finished the call, and the food he had just eaten was consumed in an instant, so he ate again and stopped a certain birdman
"Plastic" has eaten all the fine. Chen Xing wanted to ask him what fun it was to eat that dipping sauce, have gay men worked so hard for their body shape these days?
Chen Xing couldn't help but gossip, could it be that this is the one
Otherwise, how dare Mr. Zhang openly go out and go against her. When Luo Fei checked out, she was told that the account had been settled, and she asked who had settled it in surprise, Chen Xing said that it was not her, and the last rule out could only be Fang Ze.
Luo Fei: "......" Fang Ze glanced at him,
"You're almost there. "For example, some girls are hit, and some of them always have to reflexively scream first, or they will react on their expressions, there is no way to find a scientific basis for this kind of problem, but Fang Ze's impression of girls is like this.
Chen Xing is not like this, she doesn't have those fussy and bluffing problems, her expression is not on the same channel as the action of hand trembling, a person who is bumped into hand trembling but has no expression, it can only prove that hand tremor is physiological, she can't control it, otherwise the pain point is low.
Chen Xing wanted to ask him what fun it was to eat that dipping sauce, have gay men worked so hard for their body shape these days?
Fang Ze didn't say anything later, he drove all the way to the South Ring Bridge, and only when he arrived at the place did he say, "Do you want to enter the community?" Would he rather never marry for the rest of his life, is this kind of face placed at home to ward off evil spirits!
"You two come with me. Chen Xing led them to a separate reception room,
"What do you want to drink?" Luo Fei was told that the account had been settled when she checked out, she asked in surprise who had settled it, Chen Xing said that it was not her, and the last exclusion could only be Fang Ze.
"Okay. "An employee implements the one-word formula to the end, as if he wants to talk to the rhythm of the leader's embarrassment.