Love Report: My Dear Mr.Qin

The woman was frightened by an Qingyang and shrank into the man's arms. "What are you yelling at? You scared my wife. You want to lose your temper and go back to it." the man immediately became dissatisfied and gently stroked the woman's shoulder.

"I'm sorry," an Qingyang calmed down his anger. "Tell me how to deal with this matter?" the fat man asked, "we'll give an answer soon. Please wait patiently." an Qingyang's attitude is very sincere.

"When are you soon?" the man hugged the woman and sat on the sofa. He was very lazy. An Qingyang was really upset by his uncle's posture.

"Within three days," seeing an Qingyang's promise, the man stood up. Behind him came the man's distant voice: "then I'll wait." an Qingyang clenched his fist and looked ferocious.

Others were afraid. An Qingyang didn't attack for a long time, which made everyone seem to hang a knife on their heads. They didn't know when it would fall. Everyone was very nervous.

After a while, an Qingyang seemed to reply calmly, "did you find anything unusual when decorating the hotel before? Why didn't you check out such a big loophole?"

"Who checked it at the beginning? Stand up for me." everyone felt that the hairs stood up. An Qingyang was like a smiling tiger at this time. It was better to get angry directly, which made others more uneasy.

A fashionable and sexy girl stood up, raised her hand and said weakly, "I, it's me," "Oh? It's you? You look good, but! The company doesn't let you eat white rice, it's work!" an Qingyang's voice became severe.

"How much is your monthly salary?" others wondered. Why did an Qingyang ask, "five or five thousand," the girl said weakly, "then you can get out," an Qingyang threw out five thousand yuan and said coldly.

"Mr. an, you can't do this. It's not easy for me to find this job. Just let me go once." the girl holds the document, her eyes are red, and her face is beautiful, which makes people feel pity.

"No one will forgive you. The workplace is the workplace," an Qingyang's ruthless words broke the last glimmer of hope of the girl. Everyone dared not move for fear that he would be the next to go away.

Others check it for me now, and it will come to the bottom of the matter. Otherwise, get out of here. An Qingyang said, and brought Hu a stack of information on the table to the ground.

Almost in an instant, everyone ran out at the speed of light. No one wants to stay in this office anymore. It's really too depressing and suffocating.

An Qingyang's grandfather, leaning on a stick, asked that his white hair and face were engraved with years.

"The young master has been... Busy with the Dubai Hotel recently," said a man in a black suit. "What's wrong with a broken Hotel," take me to see him.

Soon, a black lacles stopped at the door of the hotel. An Qingyang sat down in a chair frustrated and closed his eyes. Although he seemed calm and powerful, in fact, this matter had made him anxious.

Every step the old man took, he would use his crutch to master the ground and make a crisp sound. An Qingyang immediately opened his eyes when he heard the sound. His goal was white hair.

He was a little surprised and asked, "Grandpa? Why are you here?" as he said, he quickly got up and helped grandpa to his seat. "If I don't come again, won't you turn the sky?" the visitor didn't seem friendly.

"Grandpa, if you think too much, just a small thing," an Qingyang said with a bad intuition. "Hum, you don't deceive me. I know everything." the old man hammered the ground heavily.

An Qingyang scolded wildly in his heart. If he knew that it was the bastard who leaked the information, he would have to peel off the man's skin, but his face smiled like a flower: "Grandpa, what news you heard? Everything is very good."

"I don't care what the truth is, you can sell this broken hotel directly," Grandpa an said in an indisputable tone. "What?" an Qingyang felt it difficult to accept.

"Why? You still want to resist?" Grandpa an was angry and hammered the ground with a crutch. "Grandpa!" Ann Qingyang was a little worried. "Hum, what are you calling me for? You don't go home all day because of this hotel. Why? It's reasonable?" Grandpa an coughed a few times.

"Grandpa, don't you believe I can handle it?" an Qingyang asked, "hum," Grandpa an just snorted coldly, which means you can do it yourself.

An Qingyang was so angry that he turned and ran away. Grandpa an looked at his back and shouted, "come back, cough, cough, give it to me..." Grandpa an fainted.

An Qingyang did not know that it was raining cats and dogs outside. An Qingyang walked aimlessly in the rain, with tears mixed with the rain.

There were hurried pedestrians on the roadside. A car sped past an Qingyang. The mud splashed on an Qingyang's body. His customized suit was not clean, and he was like a beggar.

"Why, why?" an Qingyang hit the wall with his fist. The back of his hand was covered with blood. Passers-by looked at him in horror. Someone said, "this man is probably crazy. Let's go," and the others hurried home.

An Qingyang's face was covered with rain or tears. He gently wiped his face. After madness, it was silent. He couldn't be decadent. He hadn't seen his achievements for the old guy.

Thinking of this, he walked into a coffee shop to take shelter from the rain. There were few people in the coffee shop. As soon as he went in, the waiters looked at him in surprise. An Qingyang naturally understood what they thought.

Shaking the mud on his body, he said that this was the first time he was so embarrassed. Although he was surprised, the service staff obviously had good quality. He soon came back and asked, "do you need a towel, sir? Wipe your face first?"

An Qingyang took the towel and wiped his face. "Thank you. Give me a cup of coffee." an Qingyang specially chose a place near the heating. "OK, please wait a minute," the waiter smiled.

After a while, the other party brought a hair dryer and a cup of coffee. An Qingyang took the hair dryer and was surprised at the girl's carefulness. He looked up at the girl and found that the girl looked good.

After drying his clothes, when the rain stopped, an Qingyang also left.

An Qingyang was busy dealing with this matter. He was too busy to pick up Yumo in time, but he didn't forget it. He took the time to call Su Mo and ask Su Mo to pick up Yumo.