100 ways to be a scumbag boss

"Born out of wedlock?"

Song Guizhou frowned. If this was the case, it was indeed a stain, and he was not suitable in the past.

However, Ming Jiaye does not seem to be such an irresponsible person. If the other party has his children, under normal circumstances, given the family tradition of the Ming family, the two people will definitely be required to get married.

Those in the back who heard Meng Changji’s nonsense were sweating on their foreheads!

God, if Mingshi knew that they were ruining his reputation behind his back, he might be able to settle the score with them!

Meng Changji's voice was not too quiet. Not only Song Guizhou and others could hear it clearly, but also the waiters who came to deliver food and the guests coming and going.

Several people unanimously said two words in their hearts: It’s over.

......

Yuan Dahai called her on time.

Ming Jiaye was indeed a gentleman and sent the child back after the meal.

She only asked before getting off the car, what would you like to eat tomorrow morning?

Without thinking, she answered lemon boneless chicken feet.

I just checked in in the afternoon and it hasn't arrived yet after I placed an order online. Ming Jiaye's question first aroused my greedy mind.

"It's not good to eat this in the morning." Ming Jiaye frowned slightly. He also noticed when eating just now that the child hardly picked up the rice in the bowl, but she picked up one peanut after another on the plate. , I also ate all the beef and shredded jellyfish without even looking at the hard dishes. I am indeed too picky.

The little girl blinked her eyes and twirled her hair with her fingers. She seemed a little embarrassed. She just wanted to eat lemon boneless chicken feet...

However, it is not completely impossible to retreat.

"Then I want to eat the fresh crab roe xiaolongbao, and then add a pack of lemon boneless chicken feet...is that okay?"

The sense of oppression on Ming Jiaye's body dissipated a little, her brows relaxed a little, and a smile flashed unexpectedly in her eyes, this girl.

"can."

The excitement was written on his face. Just now he asked pitifully if it was okay. Now he took the initiative to move forward and kissed Ming Jiaye's chin: "Uncle Ming, you are so kind. If there are two packs of chicken feet tomorrow morning, I will I will definitely like you more!"

He raised the corner of his mouth a little, pressed her slender waist with one hand to prevent her from moving, and lightly patted her rounded part with the other hand in a punitive manner.

The little girl ignored the man's restrained warning and moved forward, clinging to his neck delicately, asking for the answer: "Is it okay, Uncle Ming? Two bags, okay?"

He felt uncomfortable being wrapped up in this delicate character. The tip of the little girl's nose rubbed against his tie, and the flat shirt also faintly slid up with a few obvious wrinkles. An imperceptible hot feeling spread in the car seat, and there was a lump in his throat. He couldn't tell the unexplained itch: "Okay."

When the little girl got the answer, she immediately let go, as if the clinging just now was just for two packs of snacks, and there was no trace of the overflowing ambiguous thoughts between men and women.

"Good night, Uncle Ming. We'll see you tomorrow."

She opened the door and got out of the car naturally. There was only timid innocence and simplicity in her beautiful big eyes, and she looked seductive without knowing it.

Ming Jiaye watched her go upstairs before restarting the engine and leaving.

He just doesn't want the child to go home with red eyes. The elders usually don't react very openly to this kind of thing.

But she just took the slightest initiative, and the restlessness in her heart spread like a long wind, burning wildfire into the sky.

......

the next morning

As soon as he arrived, he saw several people standing at the door of his office.

They were carrying things in their hands.

Ming Jiaye frowned slightly. He never accepted gifts. Just when he asked his secretary to send them back, he saw Mr. Wu from Shifeng Building Materials walking over with big white teeth: "Mingshi, the fruits at this time are fresh. , I had someone fly it over from the south to give your little girl a taste."

Mr. Gao from Mingtai Real Estate hurried over, not to be outdone, but he prepared Wangzai milk and a large box of snacks that the little girl loved.

Everyone is quarreling with each other, which is causing headaches.

"Who said I have a daughter?" He pinched his twitching eyebrows, a hint of impatience flashing through his heart.

"Song Jianzhang said it."