Fubao wears books and becomes a group pet

Chapter 777 The Evil Mo Junying
She is just a girl from the village. Because of her good grades since she was a child, her family worked hard to confess her. She lived up to her expectations and was admitted to a good university. After graduation, she did not stay in the big city in order to take care of her family. , and chose to go back to work in the city closest to home.

The front desk is just her internship position, and she is very confident that she will go higher and higher.

I didn't expect to lose my future by buying an ice cream.

As a hotel clerk, she knew that it was impossible for people with bad deeds to have a chance for promotion.

The elevator door opened, revealing the face of Jiang Wanyin's assistant, Qin Xiaoyun.

Seeing Manager Qian's tearful eyes, she curled her lips slightly.

She walked in and looked at Manager Qian with a condescending look.

"What's wrong with this manager? Was he complained? Lost his job?"

Manager Qian suddenly raised his head, staring at Qin Xiaoyun with sharp eyes.

"It was you? You complained about me, didn't you?"

A look of panic flashed in Qin Xiaoyun's eyes.

"Who filed a complaint against you? You must have offended someone yourself, that's why you were complained. So, you have to be kind and don't offend people who shouldn't be offended all day long!"

"Bah!" Manager Qian stared at Qin Xiaoyun with deep eyes, and said bitterly: "No one else knows about my complaint except the front desk and Manager Geng. You actually know it clearly. It wasn't you who complained, or Who made the complaint? There really is a dog for every kind of owner!"

"Who do you say is a dog? Believe it or not, I will sue you?"

Qin Xiaoyun jumped up as if her tail had been stepped on.

She and Feng Yuru were both Jiang Wanyin's assistants, but she liked Jiang Wanyin more than Feng Yuru because she kept her posture low in front of Jiang Wanyin.

Although she did not do human things, she hated others to describe her as Jiang Wanyin's dog.

"Go and complain! It's not like you haven't complained before! I'm afraid of you?"

Manager Qian saw that the sixteenth floor had arrived, and kicked Qin Xiaoyun out of the elevator.

Qin Xiaoyun sat down on the ground, her teeth gritted in pain.

She got up quickly and was about to press the up button on the computer, but no matter how she pressed it, the elevator ignored her and went straight up.

"Bitch! I'm going to sue you! I'm going to make you lose your job!"

Qin Xiaoyun angrily pressed the down button, and ran to the administrative floor on the fourth floor to complain.

Manager Qian came to Jingxinju, and it was Mo Junying who opened the door for her.

Mo Junying was wearing a bib and was still holding ginger in his hand.

He glanced at the Haagen-Dazs in Manager Qian's hand, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

"what's up?"

His voice was indifferent and repulsive.He didn't even look at Manager Qian, but just looked at the ice cream in her hand.

"Uh……"

Even though he saw Mo Junying again, Manager Qian was still shocked by his peerless beauty.

But Manager Qian is a very sensible little girl who knows what she can touch and who she can't touch.

She quickly withdrew her gaze and said respectfully, "Sir, this is Miss Shui's ice cream."

"What does she want to buy?"

Mo Junying's eyes fell on the ice cream with gloomy eyes, and there was a gust of cold air from his body.

Manager Qian felt a chill running down his spine.

She took a step back and moved as far away from Mo Junying as possible: "Sir, can you call the lady out? I promised to hand over the ice cream to her myself."

Mo Junying's eyes flickered slightly: "Give me the ice cream."

"But……"

Manager Qian felt that he had to do what he had promised the little girl, but facing Mo Junying's strong pressure and unparalleled coldness, she handed the ice cream to Mo Junying with backbone.

She walked a few steps, and told her unwillingly: "You must give it to her!"

Mo Junying raised her eyebrows slightly, and said suddenly: "As far as I know, you will be punished for buying this thing at work, right?"

Manager Qian paused for a moment, and said indifferently, "I've already been complained."

Before Mo Junying could speak, she turned around and ran away.

Mo Junying closed the door, looked at the ice cream in her right hand, and then at the ginger in the brown sugar ginger soup she was going to make for Fubao in her left hand.

"relative?"

He smiled evilly, with an evil deep voice in his voice, and walked towards the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)