Chapter 85

The old housekeeper was shocked and stared at the microphone in Mu Tingfeng's hand. He was shocked and asked, "little... Little lady?"

Mu Tingfeng picked an eyebrow because of the old housekeeper's address, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he asked the person on the other end of the phone: "are you..."

The voice in the phone suddenly stopped. After a long time, the master and servant heard a more familiar sarcasm: "ha ha, I haven't seen you for a few days. I can't hear my voice. It's really unkind, ex husband!"

Zhao Fulin's last ex husband said it was a gnashing of teeth, but mu Tingfeng thought it was very interesting to make someone so hairy.

Especially listening to someone's gnashing tone, and thinking of the possible expression on someone's beautiful and charming face at the moment, Mu Tingfeng was in a good mood. With the cold radian of his lips, he raised a little bit.

As a result, the poor old housekeeper, who had no choice but to stand on one side, was frightened again.

Just now, young master, did you laugh? God... He has been in Mu's house for so many years. He watched the young master grow up. This is the first time he saw the young master smile.

Although it's just the corner of the lip up a little, but for the Mu family, it's definitely a rare event in a hundred years, OK?! And why did you just listen to the young master treat his wife so well? Now it's time to call Miss Zhao. The tone of the young master talking to Miss Zhao seems to be teasing others.

Teasing? The young master, who is always unsmiling and indifferent to everything, will tease a person. This person is Miss Zhao, whom the young master avoided most before. What happened to these two people during this period of time that they don't know?!

However, Mu Tingfeng didn't pay attention to the surprised expression of the old housekeeper beside him. Zhao Fulin's anticipated active contact obviously pleased him. His eyes flashed slightly, and his voice was calm: "Oh? The ex-wife called. What's the matter? "

Mu Tingfeng's calm and gentle voice is like a cat's paw, scratching on Zhao Fulin's heart, which makes Zhao Fulin's anger hook up all at once. However, because he thinks of the information that someone still has, he has to suppress it temporarily.

"What can I do for president Mu? Doesn't president Mu know?" Zhao Fulin took a look at the file bag on the bedside table. She remembered that Mu Tingfeng's assistant was nervous about chasing the thief. Her eyes turned slightly and decided to take the lead.

"But since President Mu doesn't remember, I don't mind reminding you that I just picked up a pile of waste paper on the main road."

Mu Tingfeng heard Zhao Fulin describe his pile of documents as waste paper, and his silent eyes rippled with a layer of joking ripples: "so?"

Zhao Gulin choked, but still insisted on saying: "it's nothing, but it seems that the name of Mufeng group is written on this pile of waste paper. It seems that it's an important document of a cooperation case. I just want to ask if you want to return these things. If I don't want it, I'll just throw it in the trash, so I don't have to save space. "

"That's it." Zhao Fulin has not finished, Mu Tingfeng has preempted a step to interrupt her.

"What?" Zhao Fulin was stunned and asked reflexively, "this thing is not..."

"It's all fake." Mu Tingfeng's tone became a little more cheerful because of Zhao Fulin's surprise. He added with some Schadenfreude, "those documents are all fake."

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