Wan Xin took out his mobile phone and dialed Mu Wanjin's number in front of Chen Jia, his face full of arrogance. She did this not entirely to show off the relationship between herself and Mu Wanjin, but more importantly, to hint at Chen Jia - we have such thick thighs to hold, Hua Qing is a bird.

Wan Xin cleared her throat while making a phone call, she wanted to adjust her emotions to the best state, and her voice was at least like a little lamb calling, she had such confidence, just by her voice, she could make Mu Wanjin's old dizzy.

The voice that came from the phone was sweeter than the cry of a lamb: "Please don't hang up, the phone you dialed is on the phone." ”

"Damn, isn't it just to be a small boss, are you so busy?" Wan Xin spoke with the emotions brewing just now, which sounded weird.

After more than ten minutes, Wan Xin pressed the redial button again, and the sweet and greasy voice on the other end of the phone was still the same: "The phone you dialed is on the phone, please dial it later." ”

Wan Xin was still arrogant, and he didn't affect his mood at all because he was in a hurry.

Fighting again, it was still that sweet and greasy voice, Wan Xin finally didn't calm down, and shouted viciously into the microphone: "Mu Wanjin, my ancestor, which fucking fox are you in love with." ”

Although the voice was vicious, Wan Xin's heart was coquettish, and when he saw Chen Jia's gloating face, his mood immediately turned cloudy.

"I bet with you, Boss Mu Wanjin Mu is definitely not having a flirtatious affair with any fox spirit at this time." Chen Jia walked over to Wan Xin, pressing Wan Xin's shoulder with his right hand, looking determined.

Wan Xin grinned and muttered: "You are really fake, looking at your expression, it seems as if you have slept with this old guy again." ”

Chen Jia refuted: "Haven't eaten pork and never seen a pig run?" Those old guys are all virtuous, and they are all fucking anxious and fighting, and the most gentle is the trilogy, mouth to lip, eyes to flowers, and paws reaching out to the flower pants. ”

Wan Xin smiled viciously, pointed at Chen Jia's nose and shouted, "Chen Jia, you are not a fuel-efficient lamp." ”

Chen Jia shook her head embarrassedly, and explained with a red face: "Wan Xin, don't think about it, I'm just thinking about it, young people have time to chirp crookedly there, monkeys fall off circles, donkeys turn grinding, just don't dig out hard goods; As for the old guys, they have hard goods but can't afford to spend time, so they simply smash them with silver, anyway, what they need is not affection. ”

From Chen Jia's words, Wan Xin seemed to have realized something, she had a bad premonition, did Mu Wanjin, an old thing, block her number? Isn't it, it's just a tryst, and this old guy is tired of himself?

Wan Xin was unwilling, picked up the mobile phone and dialed it out again, the sweet and greasy voice in the earpiece was still the same sweet and greasy voice, she picked up the landline phone on Chen Jia's desk again, pressed down Mu Wanjin's mobile phone number, and the phone was connected.

"Hey!" It was still the sound in the bed, Wan Xin was angry, grabbed the phone and fell to the ground, ran downstairs as if flying, drove all the way, and after a while, he arrived at the door of Wanli Real Estate Company.

The security guard at the door was a young man with a pimple on his face, squinting, bald, holding a baton in his hand, his right shoulder drooped down when he walked, and his body shook to look at Wan Xin.

"Who are you looking for?" The security guard rolled his eyes upwards as he spoke, looking fierce.

"Looking for Mu Wanjin." Wan Xin said angrily.

"Damn, your name is also your name? Looking at you like this, you should be educated, why don't you understand any politeness? ”

The security guard shook the baton in front of Wan Xin's eyes, and asked again, "Do you have an appointment?" ”

"Nope."

"What kind of mess are you here without an appointment? Do you think that our Mr. Mu is idle and scratching eggs, whoever wants to see him can see him, look at your broken car, should you be qualified to see our Mr. Mou? ”

The security guard shook the baton in his hand and looked at the Xiali in the distance with contempt.

Wan Xin was angry, jumped up and pointed at the security guard's nose and scolded: "You are a dog who looks down on people, what's wrong with the old lady's broken car?" Did you recruit you or did you mess with you? You'd better get acquainted, and quickly call Mu Wanjin out to the old lady, otherwise, you kid will look good. ”

The security guard was dumbfounded, scratched his head and looked at Wan Xin suspiciously, and muttered: "Why is there another dominatrix, is it possible that it is the concubine of Mu Lao Er again?" ”

Although the security guard's voice was very small, Wan Xin still heard it, and he was anxious, and pointed at the security guard and scolded: "You stuffed donkey hair in your ears?" Didn't you hear what the old lady said? Don't call it yet. ”

Wan Xin suddenly raised his foot and kicked it towards the security guard's ass.

The security guard was stupid, covered his ass and ran to the office area.

After a while, the security guard came back in disgrace, and it seemed that he had been beaten, but he walked slowly towards Wan Xin, lowered his head and muttered, "What's your name?" ”

"My name is Wan Xin, Wan Zi Qianhong, Sanjin Xin."

The security guard sighed, silently turned around and walked towards the office area.

After a while, the security guard came back again, and angrily trotted all the way to Wan Xin, holding a baton high, and hit Wan Xin with his head and face.

Fortunately, Wan Xin hid Ma Li, otherwise, if the stick went down, Wan Xin would immediately be open to the flesh.

"Why the are you beating my mother?"

"Why do you beat you, Lao Tzu never fights well, just your bear idiot, you drive a fucking broken car, almost bluffed Lao Tzu, what the fuck Wan Xin, you are a fucking god, we Mou always don't bird you."

The security guard said, and picked up the baton at Wan Xin again.

Seeing that the baton was about to fall, Wan Xin was shocked, she suddenly thought that Mu Wanjin didn't know her name at all, and in panic, Wan Xin shouted: "Stop." ”

The security guard's baton stopped in mid-air, and his small eyes glared at Wan Xin fiercely.

"You go and tell you Mr. Mou, and say that a lady named Dabai from the neon advertising company is looking for him."

"Who the do you think you are, Lao Tzu is your little demon, and let you call around casually?"

"I might as well tell you, the relationship between the old lady and Mu Wanjin is not ordinary, if you provoke the old lady, believe it or not, the old lady will smash your dinner guy today." The matter has come to this point, Wan Xin can only pick it clearly.

The security guard looked at Wan Xin with a blink, and suddenly smiled: "Da Bai, this name is quite interesting, don't say anything else, just rush your name, I believe that you said that the relationship with our Mr. Mu is not ordinary, don't say it, our Mr. Mu is just like this." ”

The security guard muttered and returned to the office again.

After a while, the security guard led a young man out of the office building, and Wan Xin saw the young man's face, and it is no exaggeration to say that this guy's face is simply longer than a donkey's face.

Wan Xin couldn't help but laugh.

The big long face is quite enthusiastic, always smiling, but the peach blossom eyes are particularly restless, and they have been staring at Wan Xin's chest.

Wan Xin didn't laugh annoyed, and said coquettishly: "Have you seen enough?" ”

The big long face didn't mean to be shy at all, but said generously: "Da Bai, this name is worthy of the name." ”

Wan Xin blushed and asked embarrassedly, "What about you, what do you call it?" ”

"My name is Wu Tao, and I am the administrative assistant of President Mu, but others call me the Holy Hand Flower Thief."

"Holy Hand Flower Thief? Isn't that a real name? ”

"Of course, even my mother calls me that now, and my serious name is basically useless now except for filling out a form and using it."

Wu Tao said unashamedly, and made a gesture of invitation: "Ms. Dabai, let's go to the café outside to talk about something." ”

"What about him?"

"You said Mr. Mu, at this moment, his old man is pouting his ass and being trained, and it is estimated that he will not be able to come out for a while."

"What's going on?" Wan Xin asked inexplicably.