"Well, life is not like death? How do I think this word is so familiar? " Looking at Xiang rong'er's appearance, the evening is just a cool hook lips, "want to let me live like death, then you must live well."

"What's more, do you want me to go out of this office, or go to your father and discuss it first. Do you see if he agrees?"

"What do you mean?" Hearing what he said in the evening, he asked ronger with a frown.

"What do you mean? Is that the literal meaning? You should not be so stupid that you can't understand people's words? "

"But it's ok if you don't understand. You can ask his secretary first to see what's going on." Yu Guangguang glances at Siqi, who is walking towards her side at a quick pace, and throws the pot on her at night.

Listening to the footsteps behind her, she turned to rong'er and looked at Siqi, who was anxiously coming towards this side. Her eyes flashed slightly, and she asked calmly, "Siqi, I ask you, what is this really about? Why is she here? "

Originally, after hearing that Xiang rong'er was coming, she was still worried about the loss of the evening party, so she rushed over.

Now looking at the evening still languid sitting there, and even directly throwing the pot to herself, she really did not know whether to cry or to laugh.

But at present, she didn't have time to think so much. She just looked at Xiang ronger and said in a low voice: "to the director, I'm not very clear about this matter. I just come to help according to the president's intention."

"What does my father mean? Aren't you his personal secretary? Is there anything else you don't know? " Looking at Siqi's evasive look in her eyes, Xiang rong'er knew that she must have not told the truth with herself.

With her long eyelashes drooping slightly, Siqi stood there tensely and quickly explained, "to the director, this matter is really not within the scope of my responsibility. For the specific reason, I think you'd better ask the president in person."

Since she threw the pot to her in the evening, she could only throw it to Xianghu Tu again.

Xiang rong'er stood there with a black face and looked at Siqi. She knew what she knew, but she didn't want to tell her appearance. Her chest was fluctuating.

She grabbed the cup from the table and immediately tried to smash it at her.

Seeing Xiang rong'er's action, she frowned at night. She quickly got up and said, "xiangrong'er, I'll warn you that this is my office. If you dare to hurt people here, I'll call the police immediately!"

Hearing the threat of the evening to her, she turned her head and glared at the night. Finally, she couldn't bear to lift her hand and smashed the cup to the ground.

"Bang!"

The violent sound sounded in the office, and she stepped back two steps in fear, looking at the glass fragments all over the ground, and was still in a state of palpitation.

Since I can't get the answer I want here, Xiang rong'er no longer wastes time and runs directly to the office of Xianghu Tu.

When Xiang rong'er leaves, she looks at the debris all over the ground and the water stains on her clothes. She picks up the paper towel on the table and hands it over.

Looking at the paper towel handed to her late at night, she took it with her head down and whispered, "thank you."

"No, thank yourself if you want." With her dark eyes half squinting, she watched as she took the tissue and left directly.