The woman was so angry that she put the bag in front of her again and poked her arm. "Hey, you little secretary, how can you do some work slowly? Take it quickly. I want to help your boss choose a tie. Each tie here is tens of thousands, enough for your monthly salary."
"It's disappointing that I've been delayed in picking things. Do you know how much I make a minute? I really don't have any eyesight."
"This lady..." Tang Qingge looked up at her. "I don't know how much money you can make if you delay you for a minute, but I don't know if you have bad eyes or are blind. I can tell from where I am his assistant or secretary. I'm sorry I'm neither. So who owns this bag and who carries it."
She swept the woman's bag aside.
The woman was so angry that she blushed and said, "Oh, I see. It's not an assistant or a secretary, it's a lover. It's true that everyone has it. Being a lover can be so arrogant."
"I'm not his lover!"
"Don't you dare to be so arrogant as a lover? Oh, come and have a look. This man is so brazen as a junior. Take a picture of her and see if she dare to be so arrogant again."
Tang Qingge went out today without much make-up, plain face or hat. People around her were shouted by women. When she saw someone holding up her mobile phone to take photos, she turned her head.
The woman became complacent. "Don't hide. Let's all see what you look like. Let's see what little three looks like."
The next second, a tall and slender figure stood in front of him.
The man's voice was low and cold. In Tang Qingge's ears, it was cold, but in the woman's ears, it seemed as if she had a hook. Her mind was rippling, and her eyes were almost glued to Bo Qichen's face.
The man's face is incomparably handsome, naturally cold, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, which is more beautiful than the male models in the entertainment industry.
"Is this a model? My God, he looks better than those models."
"If you look at his figure, he is very powerful."
"Handsome boy, your girlfriend is so wizened that she can't bring you fun. What's good about being with her? It's better to be with us. We can keep you together!"
A few rich women were there to discuss their love affair, and even began to plan to keep Bo Qichen.
They want to keep her boss??
I can't help it!
Tang Qingge couldn't help but tilt his feet out of his arms and show his head. He said to the back, "just because you are big, fat and slander me as a junior, you still want to rob my boyfriend. Are rich people so shameless? My boyfriend will only spit out the overnight meal with you."
The faces of several rich women have changed. They were already fat, but now their faces are still ugly.
Bo Qichen looked down at the little woman and accidentally raised his eyebrows. He just made a phone call and came back to see Tang Qingge surrounded by groups. Hearing that the woman was slandering her, he directly grabbed Tang Qingge's shoulder and took her into his arms.
He looked coldly at a group of people holding cell phones, and ordered, "put down your cell phones."
The man's tone was like a natural controller, and his natural command scared passers-by who took photos with their mobile phones to put down their mobile phones.