Chapter 18 For whom to complain

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Ji Rong's original intention to stop Le Tong was of course not to let her take the ticket for reimbursement. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He saw that her walking rhythm seemed to be slower than usual, and her posture was a little awkward, and involuntarily, he suddenly stopped her, intending to ask her if her injury was better.

But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly remembered all kinds of ill intentions she had for herself, and if he asked the words of concern at this time, it would be hard to guarantee that she would not mistake herself for actually caring about her, and take the opportunity to come up with some tricks to entangle herself.

So, the words that came out of her mouth became the kind of words that made her reimburse the airfare.

Seeing her smiling so brightly, Ji Rong couldn't help but wonder, it's just a ticket of more than 1,000 yuan, can she be so happy?

Since she cares so much about money, he asked her to make a random price a few days ago, why didn't she say anything? Could it be that I still didn't understand enough that day?

Le Tong happily stacked the materials and returned to his seat, completely unaware that President Ji Da in the office was wringing his thick eyebrows for her various unreasonable behaviors.

People are busy, and time always flies very quickly.

In the blink of an eye, it was time for lunch. Le Tong called the cafeteria to confirm today's menu, knowing that today's menu was quite in line with President Ji's taste, and he was glad that he finally didn't have to go out to buy food for President Ji today. Although today is the fourth day of the injury, her back is not more comfortable than before, because the wound is healing, and now it is itching uncomfortably, so she also took anti-itch medicine in the morning.

Originally, she wanted to go to the cafeteria by herself to get the food back, but when she saw that the translation work on the table was only one-third of the information, she had to ask the master to send two meals.

A few minutes later, the master sent two meals over, Le Tong thanked the master, lowered his head and opened the lunch box to confirm that it belonged to President Ji Da.

Probably so focused that he didn't pay attention to the sound of footsteps approaching behind him.

"Tongtong, haven't you eaten yet? It just so happened that I didn't eat either, so let's go out to eat! ”

Le Tong raised her head, and saw that the eldest young master Zhuo Jiarui, who she hadn't seen for several days, looked familiar, sitting on her desk with her ass crooked with a smile.

"Mr. Zhuo, I'm sorry, I still have a lot of work to do, and I have to work right away after eating."

Le Tong said, took out President Jida's box of lunches and dishes, and didn't talk to Zhuo Jiarui, and turned around and walked to the president's office.

Le Tong didn't leave any affection, but Zhuo Jiarui didn't care, and followed quickly. "You don't have time at noon, but you always have it at night, right?"

It is said that what you can't get is always the best, originally in Zhuo Jiarui's eyes, Le Tong was just a diligent little secretary who was content with his duties, but after discovering her different side and being rejected by her many times, it aroused Zhuo Jiarui's strong sense of conquest, and as soon as he learned that Ji Rong was back last night, he planned with great interest that he would come over to invite Le Tong to dinner today.

Le Tong shook his head, "No, I have to work overtime at night." ”

As he spoke, he knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Zhuo Jiarui followed Le Tong and walked in, and before Le Tong could speak, he said to Ji Rong excitedly.

"Ji Rong, you're enough! Tongtong just came back from a business trip, and she was tired from driving, so you didn't let her take a day off, and let her work overtime? ”

Ji Rong raised his head, first glanced at Zhuo Jiarui lightly, and then glanced at Le Tong fiercely, "What do you mean?" ”

These words were clearly asked by Zhuo Jiarui, but Le Tong read the meaning from Ji Rong's eyes.

Yes, this is actually asked of her.

Ji Rong thought that Le Tong had just complained to Zhuo Jiarui outside, and then Zhuo Jiarui, a stupid fork, was desperate to stand up for the beauty, and even did not hesitate to question himself about this small hair.

How could she let herself, who had never dared to say a word to herself, talk to herself in such a tone?

Ji Rong stared at Le Tong, waiting patiently for her answer.

"Ji Rong, I'm just complaining about Tongtong......"

Zhuo Jiarui opened his mouth to explain, and at this time, he also realized Ji Rong's displeasure, and only thought that his tone was too tough to offend his friend.

"It's none of your business, shut up!"

Ji Rong glared at him coldly, interrupted him, and turned to look at Le Tong again!