Chapter 83: He Wants Sweatshirts Too

Woo woo woo ~ It seems that his favored status in their Mr. Han's heart has declined again. He will soon be sent to the cold palace, and no one will oppress him again.

Thinking of this, Assistant Hao raised his hand to cover his mouth with a "painful" face.

He was so sad, so reluctant to have their unique "favor" in the future~

Under Assistant Hao's affectionate, reluctant, and extremely angry eyes, Han Qi still did not raise his head.

The afterglow of the white light poured on his handsome face, casting a shallow black shadow on his three-dimensional features.

It makes that God-carved face even more noble and indifferent.

He pursed his thin lips, and the corners of his lips flashed with a chill that was chilling.

Han Qi took the high-grade pen to sign and said coldly.

"Send someone to follow Webers back home first, don't cut off contact, and I'll take care of the rest of the matter. Also, buy me a sweatshirt. ”

Assistant Hao: "......"!!

What the hell, is he having auditory hallucinations?

In less than a second, Han Qi suddenly thought of the color of the sweatshirt Ye Lao wore last time, so he stopped the pen he signed and added in a cold voice.

"Blue."

Assistant Hao: ......

Did he hear him right? Sweatshirt, or blue?

The last time he saw Mr. Han's wardrobe was full of black, white and gray shirts and suits. Why did you suddenly change your style?

So, Assistant Hao's mind automatically made up Han Qi with an ice cube face, a serious face, but sitting in an office chair in a sweatshirt, seriously criticizing the education staff......

"Pss

Assistant Hao's shoulders shook obscenely, his face was flushed, and he couldn't hold back his laughter.

Han Qi raised his head suddenly, closed the papers, leaned back on the seat, held the documents in one hand, and tapped the desktop regularly with the tips of his fingers in the other, his long legs overlapped, and his eyes were squinting, scattering a dangerous light.

This thing doesn't want to live anymore! How dare you laugh at him!

Han Qi threw the document on the table, his tone was cold, and he asked Assistant Hao, to be precise, it was a forced question.

"You have a problem with me buying a sweatshirt."

Assistant Hao: !!

~O_o~

"I didn't ...... No, Mr. Han, how can I have an opinion on your wise and martial decision, your opinion is incisive and shrewd. ”

Even if he has an opinion, he doesn't dare to say it! If he tells the truth, I'm afraid he'll be packed up to dig coal in Africa tonight!

Han Qi said coldly: "Then what are you still doing here?" Waiting for me to buy you candy to eat? ”

Mr. Han bought him candy! He was sure that the sugar was absolutely poisonous!

Assistant Hao's voice trembled slightly.

"Mr. Han, I'm going to buy you a sweatshirt now, immediately, immediately."

After Assistant Hao finished speaking, a dense cold sweat also oozed from his back.

No matter what, thirty-six strategies, he is the best policy.

Immediately, Assistant Hao ran out of the office in a hurry with a nervous mood.

It's like there's a ferocious tiger behind him trying to eat him.

Han Qi: "......"

Shouldn't he consider replacing these two assistants?

**

"Brother An."

Han An heard Ye Lone's crisp and pleasant voice, and hurriedly turned sideways and took out a white rose that had been prepared in the empty space next to him.

He stood up, hid the white rose behind his back with one hand, and looked at Ye Lone, who walked in from the door, with a smile, as if he had seen a cherished treasure.

"Lonely, you're here."

Ye Lonely looked around.

Oh my!

What is Brother An crazy about today? Such a capital magnanimity!

Ye Lao retracted his thoughts and was about to reply, when a round "little apple" suddenly came out from behind Ye Lao with a little short leg.

"Dangdang Dangdang, little uncle, are you surprised to see the super cute Tiantian at this time?"