Chapter 8 How thick is the bun skin?
[Chapter Word Count:950Last Updated:2014-09-3013:00:00.0]
"President, are you going to the group?"
Lei Ming in the back row glanced meaningfully at Qian Xiaomo, who had just gotten on the bus, his eagle-like sharp and calm eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly changed his mind, "Follow this girl." ”
The driver didn't dare to ask more, and the sports car with a speed of 400 kilometers per hour could only follow the bus like a snail, and it must stop at every stop like the bus, which attracted a lot of curious eyes.
And Qian Xiaomo on the bus didn't know it, she stood in the crowd, swaying around, and cursed the boss's bad words in her heart.
"Someone got off at the stop ahead!"
Qian Xiaomo shouted and hurriedly jumped out of the car, completely ignoring the silver-white sports car that always followed behind her.
It should be here.
Qian Xiaomo stood outside a café where the owner was her second customer complaining. I don't know if Qian Xiaomo is too lucky, and the most tricky customers she has met?
"Boss Li? Hello, I'm ......"
Qian Xiaomo pushed the door in, smiling all over his face, but Boss Li's face was even more stinky than stinky tofu.
Lei Ming stood outside the coffee shop, although he couldn't hear what Qian Xiaomo was saying, he looked at her expression and movements, and understood that she was begging for someone. This Boss Li is not a good type, Qian Xiaomo almost didn't kneel down and kowtow.
Lei Ming's sharp eyes narrowed dangerously, and he remembered what Qian Xiaomo had just explained to him, he didn't take it seriously, and even thought that he didn't listen to it at all, but now, he actually remembered every word Qian Xiaomo said.
Sort of, incredible.
"You hurry up and ...... go"
"Boss Li, I can help you wash the cup, please cancel the complaint, okay?"
Qian Xiaomo's eyes were red with anxiety.
Boss Li agreed, Qian Xiaomo smiled and bowed frequently, and went out the back door under the leadership of the café staff.
Lei Ming couldn't help but follow curiously.
I saw Qian Xiaomo sitting on a small stool, in front of her several large basins of dirty bowls and dirty cups that she was going to wash.
A sour smell rushed in, and Lei Mingjun frowned.
Qian Xiaomo waved her little fist, determined to win, "I'm going to help you take a bath, and my job can be saved!" So, Qian Xiaomo, come on! No matter how hard it is, for the sake of Dad, you have to hold on! You are the best! ”
Lei Ming was stunned for a moment, he had read countless people, but he was surprised by Qian Xiaomo.
On such a cold day, such cold water, he looked at Qian Xiaomo's life, his face was not good, he raised his chin slightly, turned around, and made a cold call.
"Notify the customer service department and the personnel department to cancel the resignation procedures for Qian Xiaomo."
The winter wind hit, neither cold nor warm, but mixed with bursts of elegant fragrance, swept away the sour smell around Qian Xiaomo.
She couldn't help but take a deep breath of the aroma, only to feel that the smell of this fine perfume was particularly familiar, as if it were ......
"Qian Xiaomo!"
Lei Ming's voice suddenly woke Qian Xiaomo, she looked around, but there was no one.
Could it be that the call was just her auditory hallucination?
Hey, how could a high-ranking president be in such a place! Qian Xiaomo, you are nervous!
She knocked on her head and continued to work hard.