Chapter: 228
She was uncomfortable when she saw the so-called "Liang Yin Great God" at first sight. Not only was she beautiful and good-tempered, but more importantly, when she appeared, everyone was surrounded by her. She was just outside the door. I also secretly heard Ji Wen want to invite her out for dinner.
Why?
"Han Jia, have you coaxed enough?" Ji Wen's voice was cold, and there seemed to be a hint of warning in his words.
Han Jia was so angry that he yelled, "Brother Jiwen, as the eldest daughter of the Han family, don't I have any reason to teach a small staff member?"
When the words fell to the ground, everyone present did not dare to say anything, for fear that they would be taken by Han Jia and lost their iron rice bowl for no reason.
"This is not the site of your Han family, so you don't have the right to teach any employee!" Qiao Yimo said lightly, with an implicit warning in his voice.
"You..." Han Jia was stunned, and the light in her eyes dimmed randomly, "Okay, you all bully me! I'm going to tell my dad to replace you as a dead girl."
What's so great about the composer? Her dad's company has a lot of talent. Are you afraid that you won't be able to find it?
Just a little dead girl, dare to be the eldest of the Han family with her?
Qiao Yimo stopped seeing Han Jia's face anymore, and went out.
She pressed her red lips lightly, and she was just a eldest from the Han family, too arrogant.
Ji Wensheng was afraid that Qiao Yimo would run away, so he quickly followed.
After the two left, Han Jia kicked the assistant next to him fiercely, and said fiercely, "This little vixen."
The staff present could not help but smirk secretly as they watched Han Jia's face suffocating into pig's liver.
This Han Jia has always maintained the simple and lovely character of the eldest on the set, and the staff present today also thoroughly saw her, and could not help showing very contemptuous expressions.
Relying on the fact that his boss is the daughter of the boss of Narada Entertainment, his image has collapsed, which is really ruining the three views.
.......
Leng Group.
Mo Jun leaned back on the leather sofa, with a cigarette between his fingertips, and smiled unkindly, "Master Tired, where are you waiting for your sister-in-law?"
Leng tired nestled on the sofa, the black pullover neckline was fully open, revealing the delicate collarbone and large chest muscles, sexy and attractive.
Jun Mo took a deep draw and said amusedly: "Last time the old man from the Cheng family and the He family came to me personally to intercede and let the Leng Group let them go."
Leng Tien Xie Mei's mouth twitched, leaving a bloodthirsty smile, "It's just a small punishment."
Mo Jun curled his lips, the small punishment in Master Tiong's mouth was really different from others.
He suppressed all the economic operations of the Cheng family and He family in Asia, and this cycle is more than half a year, which means that the Cheng family and He family are in economic depression in the past six months, and they have to live a life of fear every day and face bankruptcy at any time. Preparation.
As for all of Asia, I am afraid that there will never be a second man whose abilities and means are stronger than cold and tired.
Suddenly, when the phone rang, he acted coldly and opened the WeChat message:
Bo Hua: "Jian Ye, Miss Qiao is in the largest recording studio in S city."
Leng Jue's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
How could she suddenly go to such a place?
Leng Juo got up, sorted out his shirt, and put the coat on the sofa over his arm.
Mo Jun joked: "Have you found your sister-in-law?"
Leng Tiong glanced at his eyes, and a faint happy smile was hidden in his dark eyes.
.......
Outside the largest recording studio in S city.
After Qiao Yimo walked out of the gate, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.
The cool breeze outside also followed, and I have already seen the power of winter in S City for the first time.
In the past, winter came late, and it would only arrive in February and March, but I didn't expect it would have struck in January this year.
"Cold?" Ji Wen said in a deep and soft voice: "Why don't I lend you my coat to wear?"
"..." Qiao Yimo waved his hand, "No need."
Ji Wen was amused, "Then go to the Wen bar for a drink."
Qiao Yimo pursed his red lips and thought for a while. JrNovels.com
Why?
"Han Jia, have you coaxed enough?" Ji Wen's voice was cold, and there seemed to be a hint of warning in his words.
Han Jia was so angry that he yelled, "Brother Jiwen, as the eldest daughter of the Han family, don't I have any reason to teach a small staff member?"
When the words fell to the ground, everyone present did not dare to say anything, for fear that they would be taken by Han Jia and lost their iron rice bowl for no reason.
"This is not the site of your Han family, so you don't have the right to teach any employee!" Qiao Yimo said lightly, with an implicit warning in his voice.
"You..." Han Jia was stunned, and the light in her eyes dimmed randomly, "Okay, you all bully me! I'm going to tell my dad to replace you as a dead girl."
What's so great about the composer? Her dad's company has a lot of talent. Are you afraid that you won't be able to find it?
Just a little dead girl, dare to be the eldest of the Han family with her?
Qiao Yimo stopped seeing Han Jia's face anymore, and went out.
She pressed her red lips lightly, and she was just a eldest from the Han family, too arrogant.
Ji Wensheng was afraid that Qiao Yimo would run away, so he quickly followed.
After the two left, Han Jia kicked the assistant next to him fiercely, and said fiercely, "This little vixen."
The staff present could not help but smirk secretly as they watched Han Jia's face suffocating into pig's liver.
This Han Jia has always maintained the simple and lovely character of the eldest on the set, and the staff present today also thoroughly saw her, and could not help showing very contemptuous expressions.
Relying on the fact that his boss is the daughter of the boss of Narada Entertainment, his image has collapsed, which is really ruining the three views.
.......
Leng Group.
Mo Jun leaned back on the leather sofa, with a cigarette between his fingertips, and smiled unkindly, "Master Tired, where are you waiting for your sister-in-law?"
Leng tired nestled on the sofa, the black pullover neckline was fully open, revealing the delicate collarbone and large chest muscles, sexy and attractive.
Jun Mo took a deep draw and said amusedly: "Last time the old man from the Cheng family and the He family came to me personally to intercede and let the Leng Group let them go."
Leng Tien Xie Mei's mouth twitched, leaving a bloodthirsty smile, "It's just a small punishment."
Mo Jun curled his lips, the small punishment in Master Tiong's mouth was really different from others.
He suppressed all the economic operations of the Cheng family and He family in Asia, and this cycle is more than half a year, which means that the Cheng family and He family are in economic depression in the past six months, and they have to live a life of fear every day and face bankruptcy at any time. Preparation.
As for all of Asia, I am afraid that there will never be a second man whose abilities and means are stronger than cold and tired.
Suddenly, when the phone rang, he acted coldly and opened the WeChat message:
Bo Hua: "Jian Ye, Miss Qiao is in the largest recording studio in S city."
Leng Jue's eyebrows wrinkled slightly.
How could she suddenly go to such a place?
Leng Juo got up, sorted out his shirt, and put the coat on the sofa over his arm.
Mo Jun joked: "Have you found your sister-in-law?"
Leng Tiong glanced at his eyes, and a faint happy smile was hidden in his dark eyes.
.......
Outside the largest recording studio in S city.
After Qiao Yimo walked out of the gate, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.
The cool breeze outside also followed, and I have already seen the power of winter in S City for the first time.
In the past, winter came late, and it would only arrive in February and March, but I didn't expect it would have struck in January this year.
"Cold?" Ji Wen said in a deep and soft voice: "Why don't I lend you my coat to wear?"
"..." Qiao Yimo waved his hand, "No need."
Ji Wen was amused, "Then go to the Wen bar for a drink."
Qiao Yimo pursed his red lips and thought for a while. JrNovels.com
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