Not my race

"Mr. He?" The woman hid her face and laughed, "It's a laughing man, I don't even know Mr. Herris!" Herris is Mr.'s surname, he is not surnamed He, Tu Baozi! ”

Yun Ge didn't expect this.

Because of the woman's words, she also understood what the snickering around me meant.

It turns out that she has a foreign appearance.

But compared to her ugliness before, who is bluffed by this little bit of laughter that is not enough to stuff her teeth?

Miss Jing didn't pay attention to it at all.

The manager stood aside and was in a dilemma, and the matter suddenly became a hot potato.

The manager had looked over to Herris countless times, trying to get some indication from his expression, but sorry, he couldn't read it. Herris had been probing Yun Ge with an incomprehensible look, and the manager didn't know what he meant?

For Herris, his life was taken for granted, and he took it for granted that everyone should know the word Herris, at least he never imagined that one day he would meet someone in his clubhouse who not only did not know him, but had never even heard the word Herris.

The manager was already sweating.

In his opinion, Mr. Herris has always been a reasonable boss, and this matter shows that the woman is aggressive, but he has changed his old style and does not show up at all?

The manager doesn't understand, what does the boss mean by this?

"Mr. Herris, I'm sorry for calling your last name wrong, and I'm here to sincerely talk to you."

Yun Ge also saw that this Mr. Herris who was not of my race was not a good stubble, looking at his appearance, it meant that he had let this woman be aggressive towards her, right?

Yun Ge thinks that he has given them the stairs to the bottom, and they don't want it, so don't blame her anymore!

She asked for a pen and paper from the manager, wrote something, looked at the woman and said.

"I'm also sorry that I broke your high heels because of you," Yun Ge didn't lower his head, his gaze swept down, and he continued to say lightly, "I don't think this pair of high-quality Chanel will be expensive, I can afford it." My name is Jing Yunge, and the little Jing Group can't get into the eyes of Mr. and Miss Herris, but the group can't run. This is my phone number, Miss Chanel, you are welcome to come to Jing's to pick up a check, just report my name. ”

The paper almost slapped the woman.

"High imitation Miss Chanel", this title can make her face green and purple, purple and black, what a beautiful marquee!

In this battle, Yun Ge won very beautifully.

The laughter of the peach clubhouse no longer knows who it is laughing at.

Only the manager sweated three times as much as before, Miss Jing, please spare me! Do you know who this gentleman is who you slapped in the face??

"You...... You ......"

Herris finally bypassed Miss Gao Fang, walked up to Yun Ge, and stretched out his hand: "Herris, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

Yun Ge raised his eyes and glanced at him, no matter who he was, he didn't hold his hand, and said, "Not at all!" ”

Yes...... Miss Jing, you really spare me! The manager was about to cry.