Chapter 11: The Bleeding Old Willow
Huo Yunting looked at Qiao Anmu's back as he left, he didn't want to embarrass her, but when he thought of Xu Fengjiao's words, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.
"Yingying, what are you looking for me?"
Huo Yingying thought of the matter, and smiled flatteringly, "Brother, give me some money." ”
Huo Yunting frowned, looking at this sister, there was a little displeasure in his eyes: "Don't you have your own card?" Why did you come to me and ask for money? ”
"Humph! Dad stopped my card and I had to go to the beauty salon in a while and had no money. Huo Yingying was very angry, her father was very angry these days, and he didn't dare to provoke it.
"You're not too small, are you?" Huo Yunting casually flipped through the documents on the table.
"Brother, won't you give me money either?" Huo Yingying was unhappy, and she also understood what her brother meant, meaning that it was time for her to go out and make money.
"This is the last time." Huo Yunting's tone was cold.
"Thank you, second brother, I'm leaving, remember to transfer it to me on WeChat." Huo Yingying left with a smile, not wanting to look at Huo Yunting's cold face.
He Mengjie and the others were waiting to see a good show, but Qiao Anmu came out quickly, and several people were surprised.
They were happy when they watched Huo Yingying leave, but they were even more puzzled.
As soon as Qiao Anmu sat down, the inner line rang. "President." She laughed.
Through the microphone, Huo Yunting could think of her smirk.
Thinking of what she had just said, his red lips turned black: "Come in with a cup of coffee." ”
Qiao Anmu put down the microphone, her eyes flashed, and she immediately went to make coffee.
He Mengjie looked at it and sneered: "It seems that the president is ready to clean her up." ”
Qian Mengmeng looked ill-willed: "Let's wait and watch a good show." ”
Qiao Anmu went in with the coffee and said with a smile: "President, please drink." ”
Huo Yunting glanced at her, took a sip of it, frowned, and put it on the table coldly: "It's too sweet." ”
Qiao Anmu didn't speak, and turned around and went out to make coffee.
Huo Yunting: "......" is so well-behaved?
"President, please drink!"
"Poof...... Huo Yunting spit out after taking a sip, "It's too bitter." ”
"It's too hot."
"It's even sweeter than just now."
"It's even more bitter than just now."
"It's too icy."
"Qiao Anmu, you did it on purpose."
Qiao Anmu: "......" is deliberate.
After the last cup of coffee was placed on the desk, Huo Yunting looked at Qiao Anmu angrily and didn't drink it. He just wanted to play tricks on Qiao Anmu, but he didn't expect her to make a fuss in the coffee.
Qiao Anmu looked at him straightly, and there were not too many ups and downs in his voice: "Didn't the president mean it?" ”
A sneer crossed Huo Yunting's eyes, his ink pupils were deep and cold, and the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "You are quite bold." ”
The voice was also very cold, and a chill hit, and Qiao Anmu only felt a chill in her back.
She knows that Huo Yunting's man is not simple, but she will not provoke his bottom line.
"President, soak according to your requirements." She still smiled just right, you fix me, then I can't fix you by the way, sample, so love to work, then everyone do it together.
It's better to be happy alone than to be happy with all!
This cup didn't play tricks on him, it was his usual taste.
Huo Yunting: "......" This is the rush to lift a stone and shoot yourself in the foot!
"I'm out to work." Qiao Anmu turned around and left, she was very busy with work, the boss was very difficult, she was too difficult, but for the sake of her three big babies, no matter how difficult it was, she could hold on.
Huo Yunting didn't embarrass her, after all, there was too much work.
Taking a sip of coffee, he narrowed his eyes, and the cold breath spread throughout the office, how much effort did she have to make to understand his preferences so clearly.