I really want to throw the skin of melon seeds in his face.

If you owe it so much, it's better to eat less!

Tong Xinyan put away the melon seeds, was tricked, and she was not in the mood to eat them, so she took out her mobile phone and played by herself.

Su Man held back for a long time before leaning over and looking at Ji Shiqian pitifully.

"Mr. Ji, I'm sorry...... Probably...... It may be that my friend has been cheated, and I must tell her not to buy it next time I go abroad. ”

Seeing that the man ignored him, Su Man continued: "Mr. Ji, I specially checked on the Internet, the factory of your ring has been acquired by a jewelry company, I heard which company ......?"

Suman couldn't go on.

The man across the building didn't react to what he said, and even took off a headset from Tong Xinyan's ear and stuffed it into his ear.

It's obvious that you don't want to listen to yourself!

She snorted and leaned back in the seat, looked at the two heads in front of her who were getting closer and closer, and secretly took out her mobile phone.

Be sure to record Tong Xinyan's viciousness and show it to Manager Su.

Let's see how long Tong Xinyan can still scream.

The woman who was listening to music shook her head, her left ear suddenly emptied, and she turned her head to see the man stuffing headphones into her ear.

After only a second of pause, the man looked at him with disgust.

"Listen to this?"

Tong Xinyan nodded, "Rock, don't like it?" ”

"No taste." Man whispers, phone searching in music player.

What kind of taste do you need to listen to songs, just like it.

Tong Xinyan ignored him, humming a minor key and saying to him: "Whatever you want to hear, choose what." After saying that, he hummed again: I want to go back to the old place, I want to walk on the old road......

Humming and humming, the music in my ears came to an abrupt end.

Tong Xinyan left the music and sang out of tune, and the man frowned and looked at her with great disgust.

Being disgusting was the only thing she was happy about, and then she shook her head and continued: I know I can't live without you, oh, my boy......

The big hand pushed away her head, and the childlike smile smiled.

The man lowered his head and continued to search, and within a few minutes, the earphones sounded music that seemed to be heard.

"Chopin?" Tong Xinyan was surprised.

"Mozart." The man corrected and put the headphones back on his ears.

"It's all the same for me, foreign man." Tong Xinyan muttered in a low voice, a little puzzled in her heart, and a dingdong suddenly sounded in the earphones.

There are text messages.

Tong Xinyan blinked her eyes wide, could it be that Mo Rong had sobered up and was looking for herself?

Thinking about it, he took back the phone that the man was holding in his hand.

Tap on the text message.

Tong Xinyan's eyes widened wider and wider.

The SMS is 10086: Your traffic has exceeded the plan...... Your phone is in arrears.

Tong Xinyan's hands trembled, and she stretched out the text message in front of Ji Shiqian, "What did you do?" ”

"Download music." The man answered as a matter of course.

"Who let you use my traffic!" Almost asked through gritted teeth.

She, a miser, rubs the company's network every month, and only opens a five-yuan traffic package, in case she can't receive urgent mail when she is on the road.

Now it's good that he downloads the music, and it's that bullshit Mozart!

Looking at the arrears record, the money was spent unjustly, almost catching up with the tickets for a concert.

"My mobile phone is in arrears, you accompany!" Tong Xinyan was angry, grabbed his leg and shook it vigorously.

The man lowered his eyes and glanced at it, her little hand on his thigh, shaking his heart.

endured the numbness that jumped from his bones, and said in a low voice: "Didn't you say that you would choose casually?" His eyes still fell on the back of her hand, and he even wished that her hand could go up another three centimeters.

Tong Xinyan saw the faintly ignited look of the black in the depths of his eyes, and she didn't know where to stimulate this fickle man.

"Huh?" She asked, her hand subconsciously squeezing hard.