Tang Qingge quickly launched a sugar coated shell attack, deliberately ignoring what happened last night. Bo Qichen glanced at her and suddenly opened his mouth to remind the woman who had only seven seconds of memory, "can even people admit their mistakes?"
"I, I have a bad mind!"
She knocked her head with some annoyance. She didn't remember what happened last night. She only remembered that she pestered him to call dad and asked him to undress her.
I'm so shy when I think of it!
The man glanced at her and said, "it's not easy."
“……”
Too much, when she has no temper!
Tang Qingge counsels like an old dog.
"Well, boss, I want to buy you a present. Do you have anything you like?" Tang Qingge not only dared not get angry, but also squeezed out a smiling face to curry favor. "Anything is OK. I got paid this month, and tens of thousands of things are still given away."
Tang Qingge thinks well. He helped her so many times. She gave him something. Isn't it too much?
"Gifts."
The man murmured.
Tang Qingge's eyes were shining and he was full of pride. "Yes, what do you want? Buy it!"
"Stop."
“??”
"There is a shopping mall nearby. Show me around." After a pause, he patted the back of the little woman's head, "help me choose gifts by the way."
Tang Qingge feels suffocated and asks her to go shopping with him?
Soon Tang Qingge realized that she was really likely to be killed, because the shopping mall where the big boss went was the largest concentration area of brand stores in Lingang city. In other words, it was the place where local tyrants would go.
Tang Qingge bit his fingers and looked at the eight zeros behind a shirt. His fingers were shaking. But when Bo Qichen called her, she piled up smiling faces to respond to him, "ah, boss, you can pick anything you want."
Then in a corner he couldn't see, he bit his fingers in a guilty conscience and looked at the price of the shirt with bitter hatred.
She didn't know that her appearance had fallen into someone's eyes.
In the mirror, the little woman frowned for a while, and the expression of bitter hatred for a while showed in the man's eyes. A smile appeared in the man's eyes. For a long time, she became indifferent to his eyes and became a cover.
The big boss is walking ahead. The man is like a male model. His suit, trousers and shoes have attracted the attention of many women along the road. The people who come here to shop are local tyrants, of course there are some rich women.
Entering a necktie store, Tang Qingge heard three women whispering there and laughing from time to time. Soon, one of the women who looked pretty good came over.
Tang Qingge immediately looked at the woman, who was about forty years old. She was wearing high set clothes. The gem necklace on her neck was about to blind her eyes.
Before she could speak, the woman waved to her, "little assistant, come and get me something. I'll choose two ties for your boss."
"I'm not an assistant."
The woman looked at Tang Qingge with meaningful eyes and arrogant attitude, "Oh... That's the Secretary, but it doesn't make any difference. Help me carry something."
A woman's tone is natural, as if she should get something for her.
Tang Qingge looked at the bags of clothes handed over. Although he didn't see much, they should be heavy to carry. The most important thing is why she should carry the bags for her?