Bamboo horse is about to go wild: Qingmei is so ashamed to run!

Chapter 217 Don't Tell Her

After hanging up the phone, Xia Yunmo couldn't hide his disappointment. He looked at the attire he had carefully dressed up early in the morning, but it turned out to be nothing in the end.

Her low breath was so strong that the driver in front was a little embarrassed: "Girl, you... where are you going now?"

It's good that he didn't make a sound, Xia Yunmo exploded when he heard his voice!
"How dare you say that! Didn't I tell you to call me when you arrive?"

The driver's master had a headache from seeing those preying eyes, he hesitated and said: "Yes...it's the gentleman who took the car with you...let me not wake you up..." At the end of the speech, his voice became weaker and weaker. The quieter it is.

The man also paid double the money, just to make him stop taking orders and wait quietly for her to wake up.

"Who is he! If you listen to him like this, why don't you listen to me and tell me to get up? Who will get in the car first!" Xia Yunmo shouted angrily, leaving a bad impression on Ye Haoqing. , then what will she do in the future!

woo woo woo...

Sweat dripped from the driver's head, and a cold voice appeared in his mind: "Don't tell her."

Take people's money and eliminate disasters with others.But half of what he said should be fine, right?Otherwise, this little girl might have scolded all eighteen generations of his ancestors.

This kind of errand is really not easy to do.

After she babbled, the driver carefully asked, "Uh... girl, where are you going now?"

Where else can I go!

"Back to the hotel!"

The resentment along the way is hard to calm down, she has been unlucky for eight lifetimes, and she can still meet perverts in a car!Don't let her go to the dinner now, do you?
Could it be that the screenwriter was worried about her as an associate editor, so he planned to kill her secretly?She made a gesture of wiping her neck.

That perverted man in black was sent by the screenwriter? !
The more she thought about it, the more likely it was, Xia Yunmo secretly worried. Fortunately, this time it was just designed to prevent her from going to the dinner, if...

No, she must keep a low profile on the set in the future.

Looking at the seat next to him: "Hmph, don't let my old lady touch you! Damn it!"

When she was angry, a text message was sent, it was Alan!
She clicked on a bunch of old Zhang's phone numbers.

Holding it in the palm of his hand, he stared blankly at the string of numbers for a long time, "What should I do? What should I say?"

This is her first mission since she signed the contract. She sent pigeons to others, and looked at the position next to her with deep resentment, and if she touches it, she will kill you!
Taking a deep breath, looking at the phone, he pressed a series of numbers devoutly: "Du-du-du-"

The beeping sound on the phone made Xia Yunmo's heart beating like thunder, and I hope it's okay.

After a long time, the call was answered, but the voice inside seemed to be deliberately lowered a lot: "Hello, hello."

"Secretary Zhang, hello, I'm Yan Mo, I..." Xia Yunmo bit her lip, what lie should she make up?
"Yan Mo?" The person over there raised his eyebrows, subconsciously looked in the rearview mirror, and saw that the people behind him didn't respond, so he sat upright and made a serious face on purpose.

What he hates the most in his life is people who have no concept of time and don't take work seriously.

He snorted coldly: "I don't know why Miss Xia is calling?"

It was lucky for Xia Yunmo that he didn't hang up the phone directly, but now that he asked him such a question, he was so anxious that he couldn't find the words.

Her eyes fluttered around in a panic, what should she do, what should she say.

A quick-witted man blurted out a sentence without knowing why, accompanied by an ouch.

"I have dysmenorrhea and just came out of the hospital."

Just after she finished speaking, she almost bit the tip of her own tongue, and the veins on her forehead throbbed, would he believe it?

(End of this chapter)