Chapter 170

The assistant has been in for a long time. When he comes out, he shakes his head at Musheng.

"I'm too proud to talk to you." The assistant frowned and looked at Musheng. He was helpless.

I knew it would be.

Musheng said with a smile, "it's OK, I'll keep waiting."

"Then you should rest yourself. Don't stand here all the time. If you are too tired, go to the tea room and have a seat."

"OK..."

Not long after the assistant left, the door opened from inside. Musheng immediately raised his eyes, and he could see Xiang Xining's gloomy face in his eyes.

Some of the excitement, or with a trace of looking forward to Xining.

"Take it..." Xiang Xining just glanced at her faintly, "follow me to meet a French customer."

As soon as Musheng reached out to receive the documents, Xiang Xining had already walked towards the elevator. Looking up at his back, he felt the cold and strong air, which made people dare not approach him easily.

This man's aura has always been very strong, and because of anger, it deepened his aura.

Mu Sheng understood why the assistant didn't dare to talk easily.

If it were her, she would not dare to speak.

After getting on the bus, they didn't say a word. They turned their faces to one side and ignored each other.

If she doesn't care, she doesn't care for him.

In the process of meeting customers, she still takes out her best state to face others.

As far as possible to show a bright smile, did not expect Xiang Xining suddenly said, "put away your teeth, don't scare my customers."

Mu Sheng felt angry and ridiculous.

How can there be such a mean man? It's really annoying not to give her a smile!

However, Musheng just didn't want to listen to him, and even had a rebellious mentality. The more he didn't let her do that, the more Musheng wanted to do it.

"I just laugh. I think I laugh very well." Musheng is not afraid of death, looking at him, grinning.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Xining suddenly reached out her hand and reached her waist, and then pinched it fiercely. At that moment, her face became black and blue. She was joking and couldn't even shout out in pain.

What do you want?

But the customer is here, and Mu Sheng is really afraid to say anything more, so he has to bear it and bear it again.

This time, Musheng didn't dare to provoke him any more, so he had to put away his bright smile, hide his eight teeth, and change them into a silent smile.

It's evening after meeting customers with Xiang Xining. They go to dinner together. During the meal, her mind is still immersed in what Xiang Xining said to her at work today.

If he's two minutes late, he'll work late into the night.

I don't know whether he is talking or serious. It doesn't look like he is just talking.

So does she really want to work with him late into the night?

Mu Sheng has been thinking about things all the time, glancing at Xiang Xining from time to time, with a little vigilance.

I'm really afraid of being scolded again!

This man's mood is just like the weather in June.

Or don't mess with him.

After finishing his meal, Mu Sheng didn't dare to tell him about leaving work easily. Instead, he obediently followed him and went back to the office together. Most of the staff would have left work.

They walked against the crowd, but no one dared to get close to Xiang Xining.

This is differential treatment!

She was upset immediately, but even if there were more complaints in her heart, she didn't dare to say it easily.

Even if it is said, Xiang Xining may not answer her.

After he finally came to the office with him, he began to work, but mu Sheng found that she had nothing to do for the time being.

"That..." Mu Sheng went to his desk and asked softly, "where's my job?"

"Go and make me tea." Xiang Xining did not raise his head.

Musheng was stunned. Isn't this what the assistant did? Why let her do it as an interpreter?

This is not to bully her explicitly. She is specially asked to do some chores. There is no serious translation work at all. I feel helpless when I think about it.

After seeing her for a long time without reaction, Xiang Xining lifted her eyes in a flash, "don't you go? Waiting for me to teach you how to soak, right? "

I will!

Although she was uncomfortable, she did as she said.

She seldom makes tea, or almost never.

She has never been in the habit of drinking tea. She only drinks boiled water or coffee. Occasionally she drinks, but she can hardly drink anything else.So she is not skilled, or even clumsy.

Mu Sheng feels helpless when he is repeatedly scalded.

During the period, she was burned to her fingers several times, which made her eyebrows wrinkle and never loosen.

It is helpless to the extreme.

"You can't even make tea. How did you bring up the bean sprouts?" Xiang Xining's voice came from his desk.

The hand that Mu Sheng holds teapot is tiny, what thing!

"What's the connection between bringing up children and making tea? Just because I can take care of my children doesn't mean I have to learn how to make tea, right? " Mu Sheng tried to argue with him.

"I can't make tea. How well can I educate my children?"

When Mu Sheng heard this sentence, he would be angry to death. How could he have such logic!

Don't plan to take care of him, Mu Sheng continue to make tea, according to their own understanding, finally is the tea reluctantly good.

Carrying tea toward his direction, look particularly indifferent.

Put the tea on his desk at will. When he was going to turn around and walk away, Xiang Xining's low voice came from behind, "soak again."

"What?" Musheng was stunned and looked back at him inconceivably.

He patiently repeated, "don't you hear me? I'll let you do it again. "

"Why do you want to do it again?" Sheng asked.

"Go..."

I really won't say a word more.

"Yes Musheng had no choice but to leave with the bubbling tea.

It's hard to serve. Musheng feels like a servant girl at the moment, waiting on his master.

No, the servant girls are not as hard as she is.

I feel helpless when I think about it.

While making tea, Mu Sheng looks at the sky outside.

I don't know if bean sprouts have come home.