"Are you blind?" Mu Xingfeng's tone was full of disdain, and he hung up the phone directly after saying that.
Being mercilessly dismissed by his boss, Lin Junyang looked at the phone that was harshly hung up. Was the boss now in a lovey-dovey moment with Tuzi? If that's the case, would the next meeting lead to a friendly chat about life with the boss's fist the size of a sandbag?
Thinking about it gave him a shiver. Really, his IQ seemed to drop whenever he was with that silly woman.
The salesgirl's sparkling eyes were fixated on the handsome guy in front of her. Seeing that he had hung up the phone, she sweetly asked, "Excuse me, sir, what size do you need? I can get it for you."
Lin Junyang shivered again. Damn, was this woman made of saccharine? Her sweet voice made his blood sugar rise. In comparison, the silly woman's voice was more pleasant.
