my beautiful chairman

Chapter 118 An Early Murder Case

It's just that Han Yueying felt that the weight of these words seemed a little insufficient, and then she continued: "Brother Mingjie is very kind to me, he told me everything, he told me more than once, Lin Dong is his His immediate boss, but he takes good care of him. As long as Mr. Lin has something to do, he will not just sit idly by. Even if he hits his head, he must protect Mr. Lin's safety. The reason why he would do this is probably because of a mentality of repaying gratitude, brother Mingjie, I support you."

This is just a mentality of repaying gratitude, and I am still his sister, who is more important in Zhao Mingjie's heart, you should understand.

Zhao Mingjie was on the side, covering his forehead in some pain, and really wanted to shout, if you two want to fight and be jealous, don't pull me up, okay, do you know that this will make people anxious to death.

"Well, you two..." Feeling the smell of gunpowder getting stronger and stronger in the air, Zhao Mingjie knew that if he didn't stand up, he might die.

"Zhao Mingjie (Brother Mingjie), this is a matter between me and him, don't interrupt." The two women suddenly turned their heads and shouted at Zhao Mingjie fiercely.

"What about the matter between you and her, you all shut up." Zhao Mingjie also yelled, what are you doing, treat me as if I don't exist, yell at me and I will compromise, don't you think? That's wrong, I like beautiful women, but I'm the master. If I offend Lao Tzu, I won't serve you both.

"Then tell me." Seeing that Zhao Mingjie seemed to be really angry, Lin Wanjing and Han Yueying were a little guilty and closed their mouths.

"That, this, that, what, wash up and go to sleep." Zhao Mingjie wanted to take advantage of Yi Jiang's momentum to chase down the poor, but he saw that Lin Wanjing was his immediate boss. Yueying is also her most beloved sister, it is not good to offend anyone, suddenly some heroes are short of breath, waved their hands, and it took a long time to say these words.

"If you want to sleep, go to sleep. We haven't finished talking yet." The two women seemed to have a heart-to-heart connection, and their tone and demeanor were the same when they spoke.

"If you tell me to sleep and sleep, then why are you talking so much? If you don't obey me, believe it or not, I'll beat your ass to pieces." Zhao Mingjie stared at him with a bit of bastard air.

"You..." Lin Wanjing is also Zhao Mingjie's immediate boss. Now that she hears that Zhao Mingjie is going to spank her own ass, she raises her brows and wants to have a fit, so that Zhao Mingjie can tell who is the big and small king. When Han Yueying was standing on the side, Lin Wanjing changed her mind and her tone became gentle: "You should go to bed earlier, then I will go to bed first, your sister's room is arranged on the west side of the second floor." One room, everything is clean."

As soon as this sentence was said, Lin Wanjing felt a little regretful, why did she keep Han Yueying here? Isn't that uncomfortable.

"Forget it, she'll stay if she stays. After all, I'm taking up Mingjie's time. If I don't do this, Mingjie won't say anything on the surface, but I'm sure I'm not sensible in my heart. What's more, the two When women are together, Mingjie should be more restrained." Lin Wanjing seemed to have found the best excuse for herself, and instead of looking at Han Yueying, she twisted her sexy and charming waist and went upstairs. up.

"Brother Mingjie, don't sleep yet, help me tidy up my things, otherwise I won't tidy up until tomorrow morning." Han Yueying didn't know that Lin Wanjing was very hostile to her but was willing to stay , approached Zhao Mingjie timidly.

"Okay, can't I clean it up for you?" Zhao Mingjie gave Han Yueying an angry look, secretly resenting Han Yueying for disturbing his good business, but seeing Han Yueying's pitiful appearance, he felt a little dissatisfied. I couldn't bear it, so I could only carry the salute to the second floor without saying a word.

Early the next morning, Zhao Mingjie was awakened by the smell of food coming from downstairs. He washed his face in a hurry, and came downstairs, only to see Han Yueying wearing an apron and putting food on the dining table. of it.

One serving of golden pancakes, one serving of three fresh noodles, and two servings of side dishes. Although light, the tempting aroma makes one's index finger move.

"Yueying, when did you learn to cook?" Zhao Mingjie swallowed, but looked at Han Yueying with a puzzled expression. These days when Han Yueying lived in the apartment, he always cooked for Han Yueying by himself food.

"Actually, I knew how to do it a long time ago." Han Yueying smiled triumphantly.

"I know how to do it a long time ago. Why don't you make it for me? You still wait for me to go back and cook every night." Zhao Mingjie has a faint feeling of being cheated. Han Yueying grew up in an orphanage and is very independent. I know how to cook, but why didn't I ask Han Yueying this question because I was aware of this.

"Because I've been tired of eating my own cooking, I want to eat the food you cooked, Brother Mingjie." Han Yueying explained with some embarrassment, but she was thinking of something else: "Hmph, If I didn't want to prove in front of you that I am more considerate and caring than that Lin Dong, I wouldn't cook for you."

"What's the matter, don't you want to eat the rice I cooked, then I'll just throw it away." Seeing Zhao Mingjie's face suddenly turned gloomy, Han Yueying suddenly felt something was wrong.

Mr. Zhao is really depressed now. Han Yueying can cook, and he can cook so well, which is really beyond his expectations. Thinking of Han Yueying waiting for him every night these days, forcing himself to cook, and he How can you not be angry when faced with the feeling that instant noodles, boiled noodles, egg noodles, and three fresh noodles are hard to swallow.

Zhao Mingjie, who was about to have a seizure, heard what Han Yueying said, but felt that this was not the time for him to have a seizure.

So, Mr. Zhao immediately laughed, and it was a bright smile: "Yueying, look at what you said, who said I don't want to eat, such a delicious thing, give me more."

Seeing Zhao Mingjie sit down and move the bowl of Sanxian noodles in front of her like a treasure, the corner of Han Yueying's mouth showed a hint of complacency.

"Wow, it smells so good, who made it." Lin Wanjing was also induced by the aroma in the restaurant. After going down the stairs, she couldn't help stretching. The beautiful curve made Zhao Mingjie suddenly I feel that the three fresh noodles, which were originally fragrant, have become tasteless.

"Mingjie, I really didn't expect that you can cook good meals. It seems that I will be blessed in the future." Lin Wan looked at the exquisite breakfast on the table, her eyes lit up, she sat down, picked up Pick the noodles in the bowl.

Official Zhao originally thought that he had a thick skin and had reached the level of ignorance, but when he heard what Lin Wanjing said, he couldn't help feeling his face heat up, and turned his gaze to Han Yueying who was standing aside.

"Hmph, this breakfast was only prepared for brother Mingjie, but I didn't expect that some people are so thick-skinned that they want to come to eat." Han Yueying felt angry when she saw Lin Wan's eyes on the big horse and golden knife.

"So you made this thing, forget it, I won't eat it." Lin Wanjing frowned and pushed the bowl away.

Zhao Mingjie sighed, and finally understood what it meant to be a woman with three hundred ducks. He knew that there was going to be another storm, but he didn't want to worry about it. He just speeded up his meal, and wanted to get out of here early, so that his ears could be quiet. .

"If you don't eat it, don't eat it. Who cares if you eat it?" Han Yueying sat down angrily, as if venting, stuffed a large golden pancake into her mouth.

"However, since this food is made for Mingjie, if Mingjie can't finish it, then I don't mind sharing some for Mingjie. In this way, food won't be wasted, right?" Lin Wanjing thought very much. He shook his head very coolly, but thinking of the smog outside and the boss's greasy hands, he still resisted the impulse in his heart and walked on the road of saving the country with curves.

Zhao Mingjie became a little embarrassed, and subconsciously raised his head to look at Han Yueying, but at this moment, Zhao Mingjie felt a pain in his foot, and it was Lin Wanjing who stepped on his foot hard.

"Director Lin is right, I can't finish eating so many things, so I'll share some with you." Seeing Han Yueying stuffed a golden pancake in his mouth and couldn't swallow it for a while, naturally he didn't care to stop himself, Zhao Mingjie With lightning speed, Lin Wanjing was given a big cake.

"Director Lin, try this, it tastes really good." Zhao Mingjie said attentively, but then his left foot hurt again. Although Han Yueying couldn't make a sound to stop Zhao Mingjie, it didn't mean that she couldn't be ruthless. A ruthless kick expressed his dissatisfaction with Zhao Mingjie's actions.

"Okay, you two eat slowly, I'm done." Zhao Mingjie wiped his mouth, and didn't bother to wipe his forehead. I don't know if it's hot from eating, or it's oozing out from the pain in his feet. Sweating, he left the dinner table in a hurry.

He limped to the sofa and sat down. Zhao Mingjie looked at Lin Wanjing and Han Yueying, who were still eating and looking at each other like cockfights, with lingering fear, and suddenly said with emotion: "Mom! Yes, you need money to eat in a restaurant, but eating at home with these two women will cost you your life."

"Little Manager Zhao, are you okay now?" Zhao Mingjie's cell phone rang when he came to the office after seeing off Lin Wanjing, and when he connected, Zhao Yun's anxious voice rang.

"Now, it's nothing. What's the matter, Miss Zhao? Is there something wrong?" Zhao Mingjie's heart sank, and he stood up suddenly.

"You, if you have nothing to do, just, come to the entrance of Huadu No. [-] Middle School right away. I, I have encountered some small problems." Zhao Yun's voice was still so eager, and before Zhao Mingjie agreed, she Hang up the phone.

(End of this chapter)