Chapter 5 Chapter 5 The Huo Family Lacks Paper Skin? The Huo family is short of paper skin?

The property management manager saw her holding her mobile phone and didn't make a call.

The contempt in the eyes is even greater.

"Okay, okay, either you will return the paper to the old man, or I will call the police directly."

When the old lady saw that someone was supporting her, her expression became proud.

Min Yan laughed angrily: "Since you don't believe the explanation, then look directly at the monitoring, otherwise this right and wrong cannot be refuted." ”

"Why do you say that you just watch the surveillance?" The old lady immediately crossed her waist, and the posture was extremely arrogant.

"Manager, she's not the owner of this place at all, she can come in and steal things, it's your responsibility to be unsafe, right?"

The property management manager was afraid of getting angry, so he immediately retorted to Min Yan: "Monitoring is not just about watching, and this paper appears in the villa area, which naturally belongs to the owner, I don't think there is anything to talk about about this." ”

"Speaking of which, it's just because I'm not the owner that you can fight back, right?" Min Yan's face turned cold, and in the face of this obvious unfair treatment, anger was accumulating.

"It's not good for you to do anything at a young age, you have to steal."

"Grandma, I respect you for being an old man and don't quarrel with you, but you have repeatedly slandered me for stealing, since you are unreasonable, then I don't bother to continue to waste time with you."

Min Yan was annoyed, picked up the paper and was about to leave.

Stay and be humiliated.

You can't make a fortune selling this bit of paper, but Min Yan just can't swallow this breath.

"Don't go!" The old lady grabbed it directly.

Although Min Yan was wearing a plaster cast with one hand, her combat effectiveness was undiminished, and she was clutching the other corner of the paper.

For a while, the atmosphere was anxious and not to be outdone.

No one would let go of their grip on the paper.

"Your old lady's quality is also low!" Min Yan scolded angrily, no longer caring about the other party's age.

"What are you doing?"

A faint questioning voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Before Min Yan could look back, she heard the property management manager on the side gasp.

She turned her head in confusion, only to realize that the owner of the voice was Huo Ming.

He was so tall that he had to bow his head slightly when he entered the door.

He wore a high-end dark blue suit today, and as soon as he came in, his fierce momentum filled the whole room.

The strong sense of oppression suppressed the atmosphere of all the people who did not dare to breathe.

Except for Min Yeon.

When Min Yan saw him, her eyes lit up: "Why are you here?" ”

Huo Meng caught a glimpse of the absurd scene of her snatching paper in a plaster, and was silent for a moment before asking, "Explain, what is the situation now?" ”

Min Yan immediately briefly described the whole process.

Between the eyebrows and eyes, there is a weak grievance.

Huo Luo looked at her a few more times and felt novel.

The property management manager didn't expect to encounter it really this time, and quietly glanced at Huo Ming's cold face, and his heart was cold.

"That, Mr. Huo, there is a misunderstanding here." He grinned flatteringly.

Huo Luo's black eyes just stared, which scared him into a cold sweat on his back.

"Of course it's a misunderstanding, is our Huo family still lacking these few pieces of broken paper?"

"Yes, yes." The property management manager hurriedly agreed, snatched the paper from the old lady's hand, and handed it back to Min Yan with a flattering smile.

"Miss, I'm sorry, I really put on a big oolong today, I have no eyes, and I don't know that you are the owner here, please don't be surprised."

"She's my wife." Huo Wei indifferently prompted.

At the moment when the property management manager was stunned, Min Yan's stuffy heart was relieved.

"Eh, this paper ......." The old grandmother was unwilling.

The property management manager hurriedly accused her: "Grandma, this paper skin was obviously given to someone by the unloading master, not that you called a big truck, this paper skin belongs to you, we have to be reasonable in everything we do, don't say it again." ”

Min Yan sighed in her heart: It turns out that it is so easy to change her face.

The property manager not only returned the paper to her, but also respectfully escorted her to the door.

This treatment is really different.

She held the paper skin and set her eyes on the center of gravity that caused all these changes-Huo Ming.

"By the way, you haven't answered my question just now, why did you come here?" She cried out in confusion.