Joe Mai, an eight foot man, is said to be like a woman in public. He also uses beauty to describe it??

It's against a man's bottom line!

So, he was black and white, and make complaints about his face. "Miss Huo, I think what you just said has seriously affected my health. I see you now, and I feel worse than the grave. I feel sick!" With that, he habitually touched the bangs on his forehead and turned back to his office chair.

Huo Meizhen sneered and disdained, "I don't know who is disgusting? It's just a man who has to make everything like a woman. Your mother's mood is more tangled than going to the grave? Disgusting ~ "in the last four words, she still wanted to learn jomai's voice.

Another burst of laughter!

On weekdays, everyone likes to make fun of jomai, but he has never exceeded a man's bottom line.

In a burst of laughter, Huo Meizhen swaggered back to her desk in high heels.

Joe Mai was completely annoyed by her last sentence. He raised his tone, "isn't he the president's fiancee? Look at it! In today's society, even if raw rice is boiled into popcorn, those who should run will still run. I pinch my fingers and count, and the president will run! "

"..." Huo Meizhen wanted to fight back, but she found that she had no confidence.

What should I run? Actually, I ran away long ago, didn't I? Or never came and didn't need to run at all.

In short, Huo Meizhen's good mood this day was disturbed by Qiao Mai. In her memory, she didn't offend him. Why did she target herself so openly?

Is it just because your design was chosen? Is he jealous?

"Jomai jomai?"

Qiao Mai turned his eyes. Xiao Li at the next desk gave him a thumbs up and whispered, "good job."

Qiao Mai sniffed coldly. His voice was not deliberately lowered or raised. "There is also a problem with President an's aesthetic level. I didn't say him behind his back. Just a bird like ring can stand out by a flower language alone? What else do you need a designer for? Just go to the florist and recruit a clerk. "

In that case, Huo Meizhen was very uncomfortable. Scold her openly and secretly?

This is designed by Su Xiaoxiao, the bird man, okay? Now, all the bad comments are left with her!

All day.

Reputation seems to be in a bad mood.

The landline in the office rang again and again. He didn't even look at it.

Su Xiaoxiao occasionally looked up at him. He found that his handsome face had always been condensed.

Judging from his sight, is he still staring at the broken pen? Somehow, Su smiled and pursed her lips. She felt very sorry.

The president's grandfather must love him very much? Is his grandfather still alive? If you are not alive, this pen will have another meaning. If you keep it, you can think about it.

The atmosphere in the office was depressing all afternoon.

A faint loss.

A guilty remorse.

Two people sitting not far apart did not communicate a word.

It was not easy to get off work. Su Xiaoxiao finished the work at hand.

At this time, the prestigious private mobile phone rang. I don't know who called. It should be very important. He picked up his mobile phone and walked out of the office while answering.

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao had packed her personal belongings. She sprayed some Yunnan Baiyao on her ankle and rubbed it gently. She didn't walk much today, and the pain was significantly reduced. She packed her bag and went to the president's desk.