Chapter 28: Then starve him to death
"Young lady, a new servant is invited, named Aunt Xue, who is responsible for cleaning the room and cooking, if the food tastes suitable, stay, if it is not suitable, please another." Li Yue took two steps to follow her and said to her.
"Got it, you can stay and finish eating before leaving!" Mu Xiyuan said to him.
"No, I have something to do." After speaking, Li Yue hurriedly walked out of the suite.
Accompany the young lady to dinner? Don't even think about it! The boss will also skin him alive if he doesn't eat him alive!
"Young lady, you are back, the meal has been prepared, please dine." The sound in the kitchen stopped at some point, and a woman in her fifties with a charitable face came up to her, smiling at her.
A sense of intimacy came to my face: "Well, it's good, let's eat it together!" ”
"No! I'm not hungry yet. The woman was very nervous, she knew that there was a distinction between master and servant, and Assistant Li had already made it very clear just now.
I always feel that something is missing when I eat alone, and I used to think it was normal when I was a wounded and sick, but now that I have recovered, a sense of loneliness has hit my heart.
What about the big devil?
She clicked on the WeChat of her mobile phone to see if the big devil had sent her a message, only to find out that she had deleted the big devil before. I looked through the "new friend" and found a familiar avatar, which was the big devil! She hesitated for a moment, clicked "accept", and for some reason, felt her heart beat faster and faster, put her phone aside, and suddenly felt her appetite increase.
Bite! A message entered, and it was from the Great Devil: "Is the food delicious?" ”
Mu Xiyuan reflexively looked at the surrounding walls, looking for the camera. Emma! Is my eating also being monitored? After looking at it for a while, I didn't see a red luminous body, maybe there was no camera? Or maybe it's a pinhole camera?
"How do you know I'm eating?" She huffed and typed a line over.
"You're not hungry? I am hungry. ”
"......" Mu Xiyuan couldn't find a reason to fight back, he was indeed very hungry. Emma, after walking on the shopping street for a day, she only ate two buns, and it would be nice not to starve. Wait a minute! The big devil says he's hungry? Then starve him to death, who told him to step on two boats with one foot!
In the president's office, Han Feng kept staring at his mobile phone, he obviously said that he was hungry, why didn't he see her invite him to dinner? What a ruthless woman, do you want to starve her husband to death?!
The door opened, and the general manager of the project sent a document, which were three projects that had been negotiated, as long as the president signed. After Han Feng browsed the contract, he waved his pen and signed it, and then picked up his mobile phone and clicked on WeChat.
The general manager of the project turned back as soon as he stepped out of the door, cleared his throat and said: "Mr. Han, I have negotiated with the project leader of the Leng Group in the past two days, and the land in the east of the city has not been decided, do you want to talk to him personally?" ”
"No, let it be, if you can't sign it, forget it." Han Feng's tone was flat, as if he was comforting the general manager of the project, it was a trivial matter, and there was no need to take it to heart.
The general manager of the project was taken aback when he saw the indifferent appearance of the president! The profits of the land in the east of the city are well known, and several business giants from neighboring countries have come to compete, but the Leng family has opened up to the Han Group, only looking at the agreement of the Han Group, and rejecting the other groups!
He looked down at the contract that Mr. Han had just signed in his hand, and the combined profit of the three was only more than 90 million, and the development profit of the land in the east of the city was 1 billion, or even more!
"That, Mr. Han ......" The general manager of the project couldn't help but want to persuade the president not to miss the opportunity.
"What? Still have questions? The president's cold question was like an eviction order.
The heart of the general manager of the project trembled: "No, nothing, I'm leaving".