Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

“Hey, Chief Shi is too confused, how can such a person be a master of the master! ”

“Huh.” Simingli sneered: “Then what? If our master is happy, it will be done. ”

Siming Rong, the old man with white hair, immediately said coldly: "Ming Li, what are you talking about? ”

Simingli looked at the old man with white hair: “Brother Er, what can I say? Last time, I just said a few words about the woman and the owner broke my son's leg. What can you tell me? If I say that she is bad again, I fear that my old life will be lost. ”

Siming Rong looked at Feng Yiping: “Tell Xue Hui to get that woman on the phone! ”

”Feng Yi-ping nodded.“ That woman won't take it... "

When I heard this, the whole conference room was a scene again. How dare the woman?!

“If you don't answer the phone, just let Xue Qiu turn on the video.” Siming Ritual.

……

In the metaphor, Ye Zheng sat beside her and Xue Hui in front of her, but turned her phone against her.

“Ye Yip! ”

An angry drink came from the other end of the phone.

Sniffing, Ye Zheng turned to the video and looked at the top of the family.

At this moment, Xue Hui and Hou Mao Feng laughed in their hearts. A good look at the scene. Who does this woman think she is? She pissed off the chef's senior to see how she is going to end up!

“You don't have a good meeting, so you have to talk to me on video?” Ye Zheng looked at many of the top layers of the video and smiled slightly.

“Ye Qiao, you have too much nerve, the metaphor is Miss Qin Ruoxi has already been in touch, and you, a doorman, do not understand anything, now doing so, is the pit company!” Feng Yiping was angry.

As one of the directors of the company, even if he is the head of the household, he has the right to dissuade, not to mention this Ye Ying, who is not now the head of the steward.

“If Jiu trusts me and entrusts me with the task, it is naturally up to me. If you are not satisfied, go to your homeowners and ask me to do it.” Ye Zheng spoke calmly.

“You... what are you talking about!” Feng Yiping bites his teeth.

“Oh, I told you, Jiu wants to play, let him play. Anyway, he doesn't care about the money, it's all for beggars.” Simingli in the video laughed.

At the moment, Ye Zhengli looked at Simingli and said to her surprise: “Uncle, why are you here? I thought you were home to take care of your broken leg son. ”

As Ye Qiao's voice dropped, Simingleton stood up from his seat: “Ye Qiao... do you really think you've become a fine man? What you do now will harm the interests of all of us, you have the ability to bear the consequences?! ”

“Ye Qiang, if you refuse to obey orders, all consequences will be borne by you alone. When you return from Myanmar, even Jiu will not be able to protect you this time!” Siming Rong, the head of the law enforcement hall of the steward, finally spoke.

“There's nothing wrong with me... since you think I'm losing steadily, why don't we make a bet?” Ye Qiao chuckled.

“How do you want to bet?” Feng Yiping frowned.

“If I make money this time, participants, say I'm a turtle bastard, who gambles?” Ye Qiang thought about it, "he said.

“This is ridiculous!” Feng Yiping was angry.

“How dare you?” Ye Qiao's eyebrows were slightly picked.