Chapter 82

Xia zetao, who is already full of grievances, heard his president's almost unreasonable demands, and the frequency of twitching at the corners of his mouth instantly rose to a higher level.

What do you mean as long as you don't die? President, you are so simple and rude, so ferocious, is your ex husband man-made? Well, I think it's made, or I wouldn't want to divorce you.

But if you think about it carefully, you two are more ferocious than each other. It's a perfect match for what kind of pot with what kind of lid!

Make complaints about the summer secretary who secretly tucks his heart, so that several bodyguards in the dark will appear to drag someone half dead.

The passers-by who watched the bustle saw that several bodyguards in black suddenly appeared around them. They were all shocked. They watched them pull people away. Then they saw the man not far away, who seemed to be a sharp sword, with a strong air and was not easy to offend. They decided to do what they should do.

The pedestrian's retreat didn't make the expression on Mu Tingfeng's face change. The corner of his eye accidentally swept to the side, but he saw something with his sharp eyes.

After Xia zetao asked someone to deal with the hard pressed spy, he looked back and saw that his president was still standing in the same place with a document bag in his hand.

Xia zetao was stunned, went to Mu Tingfeng and frowned: "president, what's wrong with the document?"

Of course, the documents deliberately placed in front of spies can't be true. Just at the moment see Mu Tingfeng this face of serious, Xia zetao can't help but some worry up, is there a mistake?

Mu Tingfeng didn't answer, and his eyes were still staring at all kinds of information taken out from the document bag.

Xia zetao sees Mu Tingfeng ignore himself at all, and touches his nose for no fun. He is embarrassed for a moment, but he also finds something different.

"Eh, how can there be a pattern on this file bag? I remember that the file bags in the company are all of fixed specifications, but they should not have..." before he finished speaking, Xia zetao seemed to think of something, widened his eyes and exclaimed, "is it just the former President... Ah Bah, sister Zhao took it wrong?"

Mu Tingfeng smell speech finally is reward sort of raised head to see him one eye, but with even if frowned again, this document is her? What's she doing with the police?

Doubts come from doubts, but since it's the woman's things, she will go back and find that her things are missing, so she must come back to him.

Somehow, this cognition made Mu Tingfeng's mood clear.

As one of Mu Tingfeng's closest assistants, Xia zetao keenly felt the temperature around him suddenly rising, and his chin almost fell to the ground.

I'll go. There are people who can make their president warm in spring. Is it going to rain on this day?!

Without waiting for Xia zetao to recover from his surprise or even fright, Mu Tingfeng stares at the next sentence he says in his file bag, and succeeds in making him nearly insane.

Mu Tingfeng said, "sooner or later, you have to give me your surname."

With my family name, with my family name, with my family name... Xia zetao just felt as if he had been struck by thunder. These three words were circulating in his brain, and he felt that the whole person was not good.

Not long ago, the former president's wife roared at Guan: "if I want to meddle so much, I'll give you my last name!"

Not long after the former president's wife left, the president responded with a tone of "I'll have to give you my last name sooner or later."

He... Seems to know something extraordinary again.

Xia zetao looked up weakly at Mu Tingfeng, who was quite different from his usual life. His eyes were hazy with tears.

President, it seems that your painting style is not right today! Good... Terrible!