Chapter 32 (1/2)
the three days and two nights of the resort passed quickly. It was not a holiday, and they didn't have time to play slowly there, so they went back to the city on the third day.
”You're quitting? Say it again
In the office, Yao Yuanjing's roar could almost knock down the whole building, but Ji Naitang, who was lying on the sofa, didn't even lift his eyelids.
”After all, you are my former gold master. It's not good for me to work under your hand. Cen Muqi said that I could go to the cen family if I wanted to...”
Before he finished speaking, a large number of documents were smashed directly. Ji Naitang raised his hand to block it. He looked at Yao Yuanjing helplessly: ”if you hadn't always said something wrong when you were in the resort, would I have avoided suspicion like this?”
”You have no conscience!” Yao Yuanjing hands akimbo, put out a pair of women scolding the street posture: ”I was to see clearly, you just don't love me, you want to always abandon!”
Ji Naitang's tone is flat: ”when did I love you?”
Yao Yuanjing was so angry that he wanted to lift the table, but this was a desk. He couldn't lift it, so he had to smash the cup. However, there was a carpet on the floor, and the cup rolled several times after it fell to the ground, but it didn't break.
He covered his heart with one hand, and cried out, ah, ah, ah, that he wanted to have a myocardial infarction. Ji Naitang threw his papers aside and came to the conclusion: ”don't call yourself a goblin, just call it a playwright.”
”Ji Tangtang, you have no conscience!” Yao Xijing was heartbroken: ”do you really have the heart to leave such a big trouble of the company to me directly?”
”Bear it.”
Yao Yuanjing was so angry that he lost his temper. He sat down on the swivel chair panting for a drink. He found that the cup was missing. Looking up, he found that the cup was rolling pitifully on the ground. He had just smashed it.
”If I die one day, I must be angry with you.”
”You will live a long life. I will pray for you every day.”
Yao Yuanjing's face slightly Ji: ”calculate you still have a little conscience.”