Chapter 169： No chat in work groups

Chapter 169 Work Groups Are Not Allowed to Chat

In the Zhuyuan Mansion, Ma Lin had already prepared fruit and milk, in duplicate, and delivered them to the two-person room.

Xia Mint was still looking at Luo Tianlin's last grievance when she looked at her expression, but she pondered it for a while, but she didn't think of the deep meaning of it.

Of course, she just thought about it slightly, and then devoted her energy to the matter of settlement.

There is a total of 150,000 in   Kari, which is all used up today, leaving only a very ironic 233 yuan.

Originally, she wanted to pick a lipstick and give it to Lin Qi, but Chen Xin made a set, but the money was paid by Chen Xin with a credit card.

Xia Mint brings up the phone calculator.

D Home Flame Blue Gold Series, satin and matte colors, a set of 23 colors.

Blue gold and red series, light and moisturizing, a set of 20 colors.

Blue gold red tube stamen series, a set of 15 colors.

Blue, gold and red tube liquid series, a set of 15 colors.

A total of 73 pieces, the unit price is 330, and the total is 24,000 yuan.

Rounded up, Luo Tianlin still owed her 76,000 yuan for the money that was searched.

Hey.

"My baby is swollen." She hasn't got the lipstick yet, but feels that she can refill 200 more lipsticks without a problem, "Hey, spend money like water."

Happiness of spending a lot of money.

Xia Mint’s mood index today is completely full of five stars.

The little red lips are grinning, but they can’t be pressed down.

While Luo Tianlin was in the study, he closed the document after reading it for a while, and the lines between his eyebrows had not been loosened.

Picking up the work phone, I want Chen Xin to send tomorrow's itinerary in the work group, and then inform Ke Youbin to meet the little girl's variety show.

But as soon as I turned to WeChat, I saw the little girl studio group. I don’t know when it changed to the name of "Mrs. Daily Duck".

and clicked into the group, and saw a row of pandas kneeling down JPG.

【Lin Qi: Thank you for the gift from my wife~~ Although I haven't got it yet! 】

【Ke Youbin: The boss who sends out red envelopes is the most handsome, thank you boss! I wanted to book the wine in this winery a long time ago. 】

[Makeup artist Xiao Feifei: Madam, you are the most beautiful~ This makeup palette is a limited edition, I love it! 】

【Stylist Aijie: Thank you very much. The silk scarf is very beautiful. 】

A group of people didn’t have enough words, and they even posted pictures and screens.

All photos with gifts.

Luo Tianlin turned to the back, his speed getting slower and slower, and the tide in his black eyes became darker and darker.

There are a total of seven people in the    group. In addition to these four, Xia Mint and him, there is also an uncle Gai who is a security and nanny driver, who is very low-key and doesn't send messages very much.

Luo Tianlin looked at it, but he didn't speak to himself—he didn't receive the gift.

Very good.

very good.

The little girl also knows that she will not be alone.

She has no conscience, and it is not just him that she has forgotten.

He clenched his fingers tightly and pinched the screen, but when he was taking a deep breath, a voice message quickly popped out, following the picture of Uncle Gai's ‘Ping'.

"Thank you, madam, this set of "One Hundred Thousand Whys", my little daughter likes it very much."

Luo Tianlin: "!"

is like a damage combo, and another voice from Uncle Gai chases after him.

"And my wife also likes the mask given by my wife."

Even the wife of Uncle Security has...gifts? ? ?

Luo Tianlin dropped the phone, his black eyes looked at it like poison.

Half paid before picking it up.

After breathing for a while, he uttered six words, "Workgroups don’t chat!"

It's not like it!

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put on a soothing music, Xia Mint was ready to take a comfortable bath. Seeing that the work group kept beating news, she glanced at her hand and smiled when she saw the long line of thanks sent by everyone.

Just as she was about to send a message, please don’t be polite, when she saw the ID that she had remarked as ‘agent. Luo. Hermès’ suddenly jumped out. A cold sentence immediately cleared the screen.

A row in the group—[Yes, boss], all of them broke up the leisurely atmosphere just now.

Xia Mint hissed.

After get off work, still working group?

So strict.

Soon she trembled and deleted the teasing text she had input, thought carefully, and re-sent a neat message.

(End of this chapter)