Rebirth of the strongest business woman

Chapter 84 Handmade limited editions and high imitations
Tang Song didn't speak, but his deep eyes fell on Zheng Jiaming's body. The suit of the same style as him made him feel extraordinarily dazzling, and he couldn't help feeling a nameless anger in his heart.

An Jin also noticed Zheng Jiaming's clothes at this time, and subconsciously frowned, no wonder Tang Song was unhappy.

"Where did you get your clothes?" An Jin didn't hide her displeasure.

It was the first time she bought a gift for Tang Song. It took her a long time to pick out this suit, and she finally found a chance for him to change it into it. Zheng Jiaming came to make things difficult for her. Was it on purpose?
The smile on Zheng Jiaming's face faltered slightly, and then recovered immediately, and even glanced at Tang Song provocatively, "Xiao Jin, you forgot, when we went shopping together last time, you said that this suit looks good, I I bought it a few days ago, and I planned to wear it as a surprise for you, but I didn't expect...I didn't expect Tang Wuye's taste to be similar to mine."

An Jin's heart skipped a beat. After 1000 years, how could she still remember that she once went shopping with Zheng Jiaming and said such a thing?
Tang Song wouldn't misunderstand that he deliberately used this to embarrass him, right?

An Jin did this kind of thing a lot in her previous life, so her first reaction was to turn her head and look at Tang Song.

However, the expected anger was not seen, Tang Song seemed to have not heard Zheng Jiaming's words, still maintained the posture just now, and even his expression did not change.

Suddenly, Tang Song stood up and walked in front of Zheng Jiaming. No matter in terms of momentum or height, he completely abused Zheng Jiaming, making him feel ashamed and unwilling to admit it.

Tang Song lowered his eyes, his contemptuous eyes fell on Zheng Jiaming, and his deep voice sounded slowly, "Mr. Zheng thinks that handmade limited editions and high imitations can be compared?"

Zheng Jiaming was stunned. He knew that Tang Song was not only talking about clothes, but also about people.

Zheng Jiaming is a high imitation?
Why is Tang Song so arrogant?
"Pfft!" An Jin couldn't hold back, and laughed, "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back, since the two of you chatted very speculatively, let's go ahead, I'll go do the laundry."

Turning around, An Jin went back to the bathroom. Because the door was not closed, both Tang Song and Zheng Jiaming could see her clearly.

Sleeves rolled up high, revealing white arms, slightly bent over, washing clothes patiently in front of the sink, occasionally frowning slightly, as if worried about why the coffee stains are so difficult to wash off?

Zheng Jiaming is no stranger to such a virtuous An Jin, but this time, what she is holding in her hand is no longer his clothes.

Turning his head and looking at Tang Song, Zheng Jiaming straightened his chest, and said with a smile like a host: "It's rare for Master Tang to come to An's as a guest, so don't be cautious, sit down quickly, I will ask the secretary to make a bath for you." ..."

Before he could finish speaking, the office door opened, and Rosie, the president's secretary, came in with two cups of steaming tea in her hands.

Seeing that Zheng Jiaming was here, Rosie was slightly taken aback, and then said: "Mr. Zheng, you are here too. This is the tea that Mr. An ordered me to prepare for her and Master Tang Wu. What do you drink? I'll prepare it later. "

Looking at the two identical teacups, Zheng Jiaming was forced to swallow all his words.

Twitching the corners of his mouth, "Secretary Luo, you and I don't have to be so polite, we are all from our own family, you just need to entertain the guests well."

　Defective products are defective products, and I suddenly want to know the shadow area in Zheng Jiaming's heart at this time, hahahaha
　　
　
(End of this chapter)