Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 155 Momo is so nice
When Qiao Yimo heard him ask, she still had a lazy expression on her face, she held the chopsticks in one hand and sent them in with her red lips slightly parted.

Leng Juan saw that the braised eggplant bottomed out at the bottom of her bowl, so she put everything on the plate into her bowl.

"Hurry up to improve your grades, or you'll have to clean the toilet!" Qiao Yimo suddenly said lightly, with a bit of sarcasm in her tone.

"What rubbish school?" Hearing the words, he raised his eyebrows coldly and tiredly, with a bit of anger in his dark eyes.

"Don't be angry, those people love to learn, and they might even be able to sprint for the college entrance examination!" Qiao Yimo slowly picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth.

The light in Leng Juan's eyes shone slightly, looking at her exquisite facial features, her thin lips were raised, "Momo is so good!"

This little girl has a really warm heart.

Qiao Yimo turned her face away.

What's the matter, calling her Momo?
Leng Juan smiled lowly, his eyes shone with light.

Han Group.

Han Jia stepped on a pair of high-heeled shoes, her face was wrinkled into a ball, she didn't like anyone, and she got angry at the little sister at the front desk who didn't have a chance to come, "Where's my dad?"

Seeing that it was Miss Han, the little sister at the front desk greeted her with a smile, "Miss Han, you are here."

"Is my dad in there?" Han Jia impatiently poked the head of the little sister at the front desk, "Answer me! You stupid pig!"

After the words fell, the employees of the Han Group dispersed one after another, for fear of offending this arrogant lady.

You know, as long as Han Jia is not happy to sue Han Wei, the whole company will suffer.

"Boss Han is having a meeting inside!" The little girl at the front desk felt very wronged, but she could only smile along with her.

Han Jia gave her a disgusted look, and cursed in a low voice, "You have no brains, be careful that my dad fires you."

The employees bowed their heads and walked away from Han Jia.

Han Jia followed the direction of the little sister at the front desk and directly broke into the conference room.

At this moment, the company was having a meeting. Seeing Han Jia barging in without knocking on the door, Han Wei's face changed slightly, and he knocked on the table. He was told, "The meeting will be suspended first, and it will start in 15 minutes."

The high-level staff nodded, and walked out with their heads down and the notes beside them.

Everyone sees Han Jia like a plague, but only Han Wei loves her like his life.

After all, she is the only daughter of the Han family.

"Jia'er, why didn't you knock on the door?" Although Han Wei was a little angry, he still called her by her nickname.

Han Jia grasped Han Wei's love for her, and tried her best, "Father, you're still attacking me!" As she said, tears welled up in her eyes.

Han Wei said distressedly: "Jia'er, who bullied you? Tell Dad!"

Han Wei suddenly became angry, who dared to bully his precious daughter.

"Dad, I'm shooting a MV recently!"

Han Wei looked at his daughter, "Yes, that was invested by our Han family."

Han Jia said in a very aggrieved tone, "The music maker inside bullied me! The staff below also saw my jokes and bullied me."

Before Han Wei could speak, Han Jia couldn't wait to shake his arm and said coquettishly, "I don't care, you have to ask the director to fire them."

In Han Jia's eyes, the Han Group has a big business, and it's one of the three biggest companies in the entertainment industry, so it wouldn't be impossible to block even a small music maker.

Han Wei was stunned for a moment, and then said after a few seconds: "Jia'er, did you make a mistake? Why did the music maker get into a fight with you?"

Han Jia pursed her lips, "Dad, that person robbed me of the practice room! Not only did she not give up the practice room to me, but she even insulted me, saying that I don't have a child from my parents!"

(End of this chapter)