President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

The lady at the front desk didn't dare to say anything, she could only force a smile, and moved the sofa a little closer to Mr. Chu.

Mr. Chu was also very straightforward. Since he couldn't go out, he simply sat on the sofa very calmly.

I still didn't forget to touch the material of the sofa, "Bo Sibai is quite willing to spend money, he uses the best top-grade lambskin, the smell is also removed very cleanly, and the shape and style are all the same. The best and most popular ones cost tens of thousands of dollars, right?"

"It seems to be fifty-five thousand." The receptionist said.

"It's quite expensive, so how much is your monthly salary at the front desk?" Mr. Chu asked again.

The front desk lady hesitated for a long while as if she was facing a formidable enemy, but she didn't dare to say anything.

"It's okay, it's just asking casually. If you don't want to answer, it's fine, and I won't force it."

After a pause, he continued, "But I'm afraid this sofa will only be used this time. It's a pity to lose it. Whoever wants it, you can move it back and use it!"

"Is it really possible?" The front desk's eyes sparkled with excitement, "Can we really move this?"

"Of course you can." Mr. Chu nodded, "There's no other one, right? Don't worry, I'll buy you the same one at my own expense!"

"Mr. Chu, thank you so much."

"Why are you being polite to me? I just see that you are about the same age as my granddaughter, so I can't help but want to care about you. By the way, are you two dating?"

……

Staying in the elevator, Mr. Chu didn't show any panic and anger.

He was smiling and chatting with the two receptionists, as if he was the grandfather next door.

So much so that the two receptionists felt that Bao Sibai's approach was a little too extreme.

Such a good old man, why should he be stuck in the elevator and not meet each other, it is perfectly possible to meet and have a good chat!

Just as he was thinking, the elevator door ding-dong was opened from the outside.

Two men in orange overalls stood at the entrance of the elevator, with apologetic smiles on their faces, "I'm so sorry, Mr. Chu, the elevator suddenly encountered a breakdown. Fortunately, we have fixed it in time, and it's all right now. Are you scared?"

Mr. Chu ignored it, and closed the elevator door from the inside.

Then press the button on the top floor, and the elevator slowly goes up again.

"Mr. Chu, I think there may be some misunderstanding between you. You don't have to be too angry. If you communicate with Mr. Bo, you will definitely get a good result." The receptionist followed the elevator up, not forgetting Wen Sheng Said softly.

Mr. Chu nodded cooperatively, still smiling, "Okay, I'll definitely communicate well."

But when the elevator door opened, the smile on Mr. Chu's face quickly subsided, and he went straight to the president's office.

Pushing open the door, no matter there are two blond customers inside.

He went straight to Bao Si Bai, raised his hand and slapped him hard.

front desk:"!!!"

No, is this really the old Mr. Chu they saw just now? Why did he become so furious in the blink of an eye!

"Young Master Bo, I'm sorry, we... We didn't expect Mr. Chu to..." The receptionist was so frightened that his whole body began to tremble.

The two blond clients were equally stunned, as if they didn't know what happened.

"Sorry, I need to do some housework right now, can you please wait for me in the conference room?" Bao Si Bai asked calmly.