"Stop messing with me!" Shao Moyuan sat down again, and felt a headache when he saw so much work.

"I've been so obedient this morning, just lying on the sofa, why are you messing around?"

Qiao Zhanbei lowered his head and tapped his slender fingers on his phone, saying dissatisfied.

Shao Moyuan opened his mouth, his lips trembling with anger.

He pointed at Qiao Zhanbei's finger, finally let go weakly and took a few deep breaths.

Just as I held the mouse standard and was about to work, my master was making trouble again...

Qiao Zhanbei hugged Hei8 and walked around his stomach, making the little stupid cat scream...

"Little enemy, I'm so hungry, I want to eat..."

Before Qiao Zhanbei could finish his words, he was interrupted by Shao Moyuan slapped the table.

"Coffee cake, right?" Shao Moyuan's eyes turned red with anger and asked word by word.

"Yes!" Qiao Zhanbei blinked and nodded heavily.

The movements, expressions and tone were all like saying, "Look at how cute I am?"

Shao Moyuan hit the inside and ordered the secretary to prepare and send it in quickly.

"Go to bed after eating! Stop disturbing my work. I don't want to work overtime anymore, okay?"

Shao Moyuan said to Qiao Zhanbei in a negotiating tone.

But the eyes under the lens were staring at his master fiercely.

"Little enemy, you are getting worse and worse to me. You are so angry!" Qiao Zhanbei said aggrievedly.

At this time, the well-trained secretary had knocked on the door without waiting for a response.

He pushed the door directly in, put down his things, and went out like a whirlwind, at this speed.

"Eat quickly!" Shao Moyuan said, pointing to the coffee and small cakes on the table.

Then he emphasized, "Don't talk when eating. After eating, hurry up and hold the little stupid cat and sleep well!"

Qiao Zhanbei wanted to tease Shao Moyuan again, but in the end he couldn't bear it.

Forget it, what if he does the true energy, what will he do?

So much work, wouldn’t he be exhausted?

Qiao Zhanbei was eating a small cake, drinking coffee, looking at his cell phone...

Walnut Road Pipe Tower

Nan Er sat at the desk, doing simulation questions seriously.

Fortunately, the one who hurts her left hand does not affect her pen.

A text message came in and Nan'er glanced at it and showed an unfamiliar number, and the last few digits were all eight.

After seeing the above content, Nan Er frowned slightly.

{Guess who I am?}

Nan Er ignored it and continued to do the questions.

The arm injury was not serious, so Nan Er still asked for leave.

After all, after sewing a needle, if you peel the potatoes for a few more hours, Xiao Si would probably cry.

When Han Lei came in with the pot, Nan Er had just finished a page of the questions.

"Hurry up...drink, grandma...dr...drunk all morning."

Han Lei placed the pot on the dining table and urged.

Then he pinched his nose and opened the lid of the pot, "This... is so special... it's so fucking!"

Grandma can do anything, but she can’t cook.

When my grandfather was alive, he was always cooking and his cooking skills were amazing.

Nan Er learned half of his cooking skills from his grandfather.

When Nan Er stood up, a prompt sound came from his phone again.

I picked it up and took a look, and it was the same mobile phone number as before.

{Guess who I am? If you guess correctly, you will be rewarded!}

Nan Er's clear eyes flashed, and his fingers lit on the screen a few times, and returned a message.

Office of the President of Qiao Group

Qiao Zhanbei was full and drank, but he didn't listen to Shao Moyuan's words and went to bed obediently.

Instead, I kept staring at my phone.
Chapter completed!