After getting married, she is tender and soft

Chapter 142 Sold Out
Ge Pangpang's petulant temper suddenly came up.

"It must be a background failure, I will contact there now."

Ge Ping went to a distance to call for consultation.

The little assistant's excitement was also poured cold water, and he wondered alone: ​​"Could it be that too many people bought it, and the official website of Komasha was overwhelmed."

Jiang Mu brushed the tablet with downcast eyes: "No, the buyer is too rich, so he booked the place."

The little assistant looked over in doubt, and glanced at the bright-screen tablet on her lap. Komasha's official account posted a blog, and the word sold out was too eye-catching.

"Sell, sold out?"

"What, gone?!"

The little assistant and Ge Pangpang exclaimed at the same time, looking at Jiang Mu with the same eyes, as if admiring the gods.

Jiang Mu turned off the tablet and got up suddenly: "You guys go, I'll go out for a while."

The hostess chased away the guests, and the two left quickly with great discernment.

Visiting Zhizhen again, Jiang Mu's car also had an 'ID card', all the way to the green light, and soon came to the president's office floor.

The special assistant grasped the report and carefully closed the door of the office.

The trampling sound of high heels came from far to near, the special assistant frowned, the president was most annoyed by the harsh noise during working hours, he raised his head and wanted to reprimand him, but was suddenly stopped by someone who came, and looked back at the president's office in surprise.

Sunglasses and red lips beret, the dark green skirt blooms like flowers while walking, and the high heels are also very green.

Even the hat is green.

The special assistant mourned for the boss for a second in his heart, and hurried forward to pick him up: "Mr. Jiang, why don't you tell me in advance when you come, so I can go down and pick you up."

Jiang Mu: "You are busy with your work, I will go in by myself."

The special assistant sighed: "President Xiao is having a video conference, why don't you take a rest in the reception room first."

The sound of high heels disappeared, and Jiang Mu stood still, looking at him with the critical eyes of a movie queen. His facial features are superior, and his acting skills are also very good.

She smiled slightly: "Do you want to enter the showbiz? My studio is currently recruiting."

The special assistant was very confused, so he just smiled and said nothing.

Can he tell the boss, can the lady boss pry the corner of the wall for him?

Will he be packed away by the boss.

The special assistant watched Jiang Mu approach the office, closed his eyes, and could only bite the bullet and report in advance.

The door of the office opened again, and the man who was buried in front of the desk did not lift his head when he heard the sound.

"Mr. Xiao, Mr. Jiang is here."

Xiao Junheng paused, and looked sideways: "Let her in quickly, wait, put away the magazine first."

The special assistant stepped back to make way for the people behind him.

"Do you want to collect magazines? I can help."

Qing Lie's voice rang in his ears, and the special assistant didn't dare to look at the boss' face, so he hurriedly took the door to escape from the place of right and wrong.

Xiao Junheng got up and walked around the desk to greet him.

Jiang Mu's eyes fell on the magazines in the corner of the wall, which were piled up higher than a person, and there were thousands of them by visual estimation.

"Why do you buy so much? Do magazines look better than real people?"

She withdrew her gaze, and walked up to the man with a smile: "Komasha said that a local tyrant bought it out with money. I thought it couldn't be you, so I came here to make sure. I guessed wrong."

The atmosphere is a little subtle.

Xiao Junheng twitched his Adam's apple, trying to explain rationally: "It's only natural for a husband to spend money to support his wife."

As long as the man's possessiveness is suppressed in his heart, there is no need to surprise her by speaking out.

She stopped the man's hand that wanted to hug him, and pointed her white fingers on his chest, moving them up inch by inch.

"Should, the question is where did you get the money, isn't the card all with me?"

Jiang Mu held his shoulder with one hand, his eyes gradually became sharper.

　Yeah, I have my own money!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)