100 ways to be a scumbag boss

Seeing that they were elders, their attitudes subconsciously improved a lot.

If it weren't for Yuan Zheng's insistence, Wang Feng would have wanted to take Qin Ye home with him.

Seeing the car exhaust disappear, he still stood there, as if he was worried that his brother had drunk too much.

Yuan Qiang patted his shoulder gently: "Don't worry, he has a girlfriend to take care of him. He will be fine."

"Yeah." The man responded perfunctorily.

"Don't go in?"

"Go in." He followed Yuan Cheng into the house, somewhat absent-mindedly.

"Since when have you become so concerned about Lao Qin's life and death?"

"Hey, brother, I'm very concerned about this song. By the way, you can ask them to come out together tomorrow. You have met your brothers and sisters, but I haven't met them yet. This is Qin Ye's first time falling in love. He has no experience in being brothers. Give him a check."

"You have good taste, so you don't need to be arrogant."

"whispering sound!"

......

"Master, how did he do it?"

"Let him throw the guest room first, and you can clean it up for him."

"it is good."

After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

Jinhuan didn't live at Yuan Dahai's house. She slept at her place today. Thinking that the location mentioned on the phone was close to Yuan Dahai, she asked him to pick her up.

Pulling the quilt, he buried himself in it and fell asleep again.

It was only around six o'clock when I woke up the next day.

But it was already dark outside.

She got up and went to wash her face and brush her teeth. There was a breakfast stall in the street. The fried dough sticks and soy milk were delicious.

Her hair was tied high and combed into a beautiful ponytail.

I even forgot to install my mobile phone, so I hurried out the door, my steps brisk and bouncing, my fingers hooked on the house keys, and my face was full of excitement.

I haven’t been back for a few days, and I don’t know if the boss and the wife of that restaurant are still open~

Fortunately, as soon as we passed the corner, we could smell the salty soy milk.

Before they broke up with Yan Junwu, the two of them would occasionally get up early to eat at breakfast stalls like this in the streets of Nanshiping.

Some people may think that it is open-air and not high-end, but many experts hide it among the people. She fell in love with the taste of salty soy milk after drinking it once.

"Boss, two fried dough sticks, a bowl of salty soy milk, two flower rolls, a plate of pickles, and a vegetable pancake!"

"Okay, please Su, please Su."

The boss speaks Haishi dialect, a dialect from the south. Each district has the same dialect, but everything is different, except for the pleasant pronunciation.

After she said thank you, she found a place to sit down.

This kind of plastic stool is actually not very comfortable to sit on, but the table is wiped clean with almost no oil stains. Maybe it's because she came early and there is no garbage or food on the floor now.

There are thick shades of trees on the road opposite, and there are a few beautiful birds standing among the branches, and their chirping is very clear.

She tapped the table twice.

There were a few little sparrows flying over there, standing obediently on the back of her hand, not only that, but they also put away their sharp claws wisely.

When she was playing with the two little ones, people around her looked surprised and asked if the birds were hers.

Jin Huan smiled and shook his head, saying no.

There is a child on the side who wants to reach out and grab it.

The two little birds suddenly flapping their wings and flew away.

The child was stunned for a moment, then cried loudly, grabbed the disposable chopsticks that had been broken on the table and threw them on the ground: "Bad woman, you have to pay for my little bird!"

Jinhuan hated this kind of naughty child and ignored him at all.

Who would have thought that the child would be crazy, lunging at someone and opening his mouth to bite someone!

She immediately stood up and hid aside.

The children thought she was scared, so they refused to let her go.

"Bad woman, bastard!"

"Whose kid is this? Just take care of it!" An aunt nearby couldn't stand it anymore and said something fair.

"Hi, the child is still young and is playing with his sister. It's okay!" the child's mother said with a smile, not looking anxious at all.

Unexpectedly, the next second this kid was the first to overturn the frying pan used by the proprietress to fry fried dough sticks!

"what!"