Cold Soldier King Pretty President

There is no way to reason with angry women, especially one is the angry policewoman, and the other is naturally labeled as a swindler.

At least from the mood of song Kexin at the moment, it's not a joke. The old man didn't dare to talk nonsense at the moment. He arched his hand at Ye Mo and took his little granddaughter to the door.

"NIMA, now the swindler is really nothing new. Looking at an expert, I thought he had two brushes. Who would have thought that he was just like that!" Muttered a guest.

"Nonsense, I don't see that female police officer has become angry. I want to say that some people just don't have self-knowledge. It's not easy for a female police officer to take a granddaughter when he's old. It's also kind to give him 500 yuan. Who knows that this old thing is floating, even a man's boyfriend wants to cheat him. Let's not mention this kind of person!"

It seems that what happened just now is just a farce to make people laugh. After that, even song Kexin forgot about it. He put new year cake and mutton rolls in the pot, and then went to the front desk with a small bowl to make sauce.

Ye Mo's heart is undoubtedly complicated at the moment, and he can't tell whether it's real or illusory.

The old man took his granddaughter away, and ye Mo didn't catch up with him. If it was just his own illusion, it would not be easy for an old man to take his granddaughter to the world with no fixed place. 500 yuan is meaningless to him. Maybe it is the food expenses of his grandson for more than half a month. Why bother?

But if it happened before, just as the old man said, meeting is predestination, predestination makes its own difference, so there is no need to catch up.

Ye Mo also grabbed the so-called psychic jade on the table at this time and looked at it. It's nothing special. However, looking at the vertical and horizontal scratches on it, it's true that the old man didn't lie in this respect. Let's take it as a souvenir.

Ye Mo didn't think much, so he put the jade pendant into his wallet directly. After a meal, it was already half past one, and then he drove song Kexin to the company.

This morning's events didn't have much impact on the company. After a simple midday meeting, ye Mo also took song Kexin back to the office.

"Well, what do you think of the feasibility plan reported by the project department just now?" Ye Mo said to song Kexin with a smile. Just as he sat down, he subconsciously picked up the cup of cold coffee.

"I haven't read a book on economic management that I graduated from a police academy. You ask me the wrong person. If it's case analysis, I can provide you with professional reference.

But then again, I'm a driver and a secretary, and I'm running behind you. It's nothing if I'm with you. Should we talk about the salary? " Song Kexin said.

Sometimes the things in my heart that I care about most often seem to be said unintentionally in the tone of joke. The difference is that some people just take it as an inadvertent joke, while some delicate people can taste it in an instant. As for the final serious response or a smile, it depends on the individual.

Ye Mo is not a pure emotional person, but when song Kexin said this, his heart also moved slightly, and the cup that had been handed to his mouth was put down again.

"Since I became the vice president, I have read many books about the convenience of enterprise management. There is a sentence I appreciate very much. All the bosses who talk about money with employees are good ones. As for those who talk about ideals with employees, they don't want to give money.

I'm glad that you can take the initiative to raise this point. Go ahead, what do you want? " Ye Mo also lies down on the office chair after saying this. Song Kexin is flustered by his ambiguous words.

Did he understand or didn't understand, or did he deliberately kick the ball to himself to test her bottom line, or did she think too much from beginning to end?

Ye Mo doesn't urge him, so he looks at Song Kexin with a smile. At first, song Kexin is still a little flustered, but later he becomes aggrieved and resentful.

Some things should be men's active commitment to women. What does it mean that he doesn't speak and wants to speak by himself? Song Kexin is also an arrogant girl, biting her lips and watching Ye Mo keep silent.

After watching each other for more than a minute without saying a word, song Kexin finally gets up and grabs a pile of documents on the desk and smashes them at Ye mo.

"Yemo! You bastard

After roaring, song Kexin turns and walks away, smashing the door of the office with a loud noise. Those backbones outside are half confused and half puzzled, looking at Song Kexin. God knows why she suddenly gets so angry.

"This wench..." Ye Mo also sighed and shook his head, some things cut constantly, reason is also chaotic, since can't push open cut constantly, all or let it be.

Ye Mo immediately turns on the computer and picks up the coffee again. But just at this moment, song Kexin, who just went out, looks angry again. Before ye Mo reacts, he snatches the coffee from ye Mo's hand and throws the cup into the paper basket beside him!

"Not everyone is qualified to drink the coffee I make myself! People like you only deserve to drink cold water! " Song Kexin disdained to say, a random natural and unrestrained shake head, walked away.

Ye Mo looks at that cup of coffee that spills to also have some speechless, this wench took gun medicine or how, as for haggle over to this degree!

Press the communication button on the table to ask the Secretary to clean up and then bring in a cup of coffee. Ye Mo immediately takes out the jade and plays with it, but he doesn't see anything special about it. Instead, he comes up with another problem.

He didn't kill Biren, but Biren died because of him, and he was still in prison. Did the old man say something carelessly, or did he mean something, or did he think too much from beginning to end?

Donghai, who is not familiar with the place, has no complicated interpersonal relationship. What's more, he is the God of wealth who drives Donghai's economy in the eyes of municipal people. Is he a disaster of imprisonment? Funny!

As for the two groups of people Ye Mo met in the morning, he didn't take them seriously. Those who came to the company to make trouble don't want to be released in ten days and a half months.

Song Kun asked them to make trouble, but he didn't think about it. Did he really think that a new venture was a small company that anyone could step on more than half a month ago?

Last time I came to Jiangbei to attend the so-called cocktail party with Li Yao, the boy was wearing the same trousers as the scum of Qin Siyu, and there was no lack of bad water. On the way back, he sent someone to follow him.

Originally, ye Mo abandoned the hyenas' hands and feet as a warning to Song Kun, thinking that he should be a man with his tail between his legs after he learned a lesson. In addition, Li Yao helped to intercede later and didn't want to worry about it any more. Ye Mo didn't plan to trouble him again when he came to Donghai this time.

But ye Mo's side can make peace, but the boy can't bear to jump out and give him eyedrops. If the monkey jumps up and down, he will kill him directly!

As for the people who chased them on the road later, ye Mo muttered that even the elder brother Chu Tiannan couldn't make any trouble. The contradiction between his younger brothers was just a matter of one sentence.

But song Kexin's brain was so hot that she shot through the kneecap bone with one shot. This kind of fierce fight on the road is a breath, and even her elder brother can cut it right.

It's really hard to deal with the waste of a leg for no reason. It's too much to kill brother Bao directly, but it's always a disaster to keep it.

Ye Mo has gone through everything in his mind since he arrived in Donghai, but he didn't expect that anything would bring him to prison. Then he found some island movies to pass the time, and it was dark outside.

On the other side, in the silent erhonggou, the second master finished his business early today. On weekdays, he had to go to the waste purchasing station three miles away to sell the things he picked up. He could not come back until at least eight or nine o'clock. Today, he drove his car home at more than seven o'clock.

In a small place like erhonggou, there are no entertainment venues, and even few street lights. As soon as it gets dark, everyone locks their own doors and stays in the house, either watching TV or making people. When the second master goes back, he can't see a person on the road.

It's reasonable to say that it's a little sad to come back late alone, but from the expression on the second master's face, it's obvious that he's in a good mood at the moment.