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The Romance Of Mr. Huo

Chapter: 118

“That’s right, look at her face, it looks like a disaster for the country and the people.”

She pushed the door open and walked in.

When several people saw her, they immediately fell silent.

She smiled politely at them, took the water, and left the tea room.

Back in her seat, her cell phone rang.

Seeing that it was Bai Nancheng calling, she directly buckled the phone and didn’t answer it.

At noon, when it was time to get off work, everyone left one after another.

Chen Zinuo, who came to work as a temporary worker at the same time, came over.

“Warmth, do you want to go to the cafeteria to eat with me?”

Close the file tenderly: “OK.”

The two went downstairs to the cafeteria together, and she asked for a bowl of ramen.

While waiting for the ramen, the warm mobile phone rang.

Seeing that it was the third young master from the landlord’s house, she said to Chen Zinuo, “I’ll answer the phone.”

She walked aside with her mobile phone, picked it up, and said in a low voice, “Hello.”

“What time do you get off work.”

“I’m off work and I’m suing you for eating in the company cafeteria.”

“And what about my lunch?”

“I didn’t have time to do it this morning. Don’t you know that?”

“Then you mean, you don’t care about me?”

Warm nuzui: “I didn’t cook, how can I care about you?”

“I’ll ask the secretary to prepare it. Come up and eat with me. Eating alone is boring.”

“But I came to the restaurant with my colleagues, and the noodles have been ordered, so it’s not good to leave now.”

She had just finished speaking, and her ramen number had already been called.

She hurriedly said, “Stop talking, I’m going to get the ramen.”

Huo Ting was very upset when he was hung up on the phone, but he couldn’t show too much urgency.

Bring back the ramen tenderly and sit down.

Chen Zinuo smiled and said, “This is the first time I’ve seen rich people eat ramen. I thought that you don’t eat these things. When I went downstairs to eat with you, I was a little worried that I would be rejected by you. I didn’t expect that you are so easy to get along with.”

“Rich people?” Warmth wondered for a moment: “Are you talking about me?”

“Yes.”

Warm and speechless smile: “I’m not a rich man, I’m rich only short of money.”

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