Good Evening, Mr President!

Chapter 1744 - 1744: Don’t call me Mr. Jin.

Prev Chapter
Background

Font family

Font size

Line hieght

Full frame
Yes No

No line breaks
Yes No
Next Chapter

Chapter 1744: Don’t call me Mr. Jin.

Translator: 549690339

“You!” Shao Gubei gave her a simple and direct answer.

“Me? “But Yingluo … Didn’t you say Yingluo?” Siyi stammered, still looking confused. The man’s words kept replaying in her mind.

Let her interview ran ran.

After that, he told her to wait for him to finish.

After that, he would tell her not to dream of becoming a celebrity! Follow current s on novelenglish.net . ꜰirᴇ

And then, she said that she didn’t have such good treatment!

Yingluo. the whole process replayed in his mind. Siyi slowly lowered his head and followed the woman who was so smitten that her face was cramping into the interview area.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

This man had indeed never asked her to go for an interview at his company. She had simply misunderstood his meaning!

However, why did she still feel a sense of eeriness, as if she had been tricked by him?

As Siyi followed the boy-crazy girl, she seemed to hear the warning encouragement of an evil man behind her.

“Yan Siyi, perform well! If you dare to fail, be careful of getting beaten when you come back!”

Alright! She could barely misinterpret this sentence as this perverted man cheering her on in disguise!

He did not know what the interview was about, but Shao Gubei only felt that the guy had been in there for a long time.

He sat on a chair at the side, bored, and flipped through the drug Manual in his hand. His eyes would subconsciously glance at the woman who was chatting happily with the lady in charge of the interview.

This guy always seemed to put in a lot of effort in his work!

But for his job, Yingluo,

Shao Gubei scoffed, he was not working hard at all!

Most of the time, he was the only one who was entertaining himself. What was even more exaggerated was that sometimes when he was in the mood, this d * mn woman would actually fall asleep.

His working attitude was simply terrible to the extreme!

Let’s see what’s going on now, Yingluo.

He was a President and her direct superior, yet he was still accompanying her in this stupid interview!

As expected, the young master’s body was the slave’s life!

Just as he was complaining in his heart, Siyi walked out of the interview area.

“Miss Yan, we’ll call and inform you when we have results!”

en, okay. Thank you, Yingluo,” Siyi said respectfully.

The two of them left the pharmacy.

The sunlight gradually faded, but it was still unbearably hot.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

“Let’s go! Let’s go eat!” Shao Gubei held her hand and walked toward the company’s parking lot.

“Yueyue, don’t you have to work?” Siyi was forcefully pulled by him and could only follow him closely.

“You have to look at the time before you go to work, okay?” Shao Gubei looked at her in disdain.

“Yingluo,” she asked another brainless question!

then, ran ran, Mr. Yan, thank you, ran ran. Siyi looked at him awkwardly and thanked him.

“Don’t call me Mr. Nie!” Shao Gubei growled in a low voice.

Mr.

It sounded so awkward no matter how he heard it!

“Didn’t you always ask me to call you that?” Siyi pouted her lips, feeling wronged. How could men be so fickle?

“I’ll change the way 1 address you!” It sounded good in the past, but now, it was terrible!

“Change what?” Siyi looked at him in confusion and thought for a moment. President Shao or boss Shao?”

The corner of Shao Gubei’s delicate lips twitched. He suddenly gave her a harmless smile and said three words unhurriedly,” little Beibei!!

In fact, his mother had been calling him that since he was young. When he grew up, he got tired of it and felt that it was embarrassing for a man to be called that, so he resisted his mother, but what was the use? His mother insisted, but in the end, he had no choice but to accept it. He didn’t know if there was something wrong with his brain, but he actually wanted to hear how this nickname would feel from this little girl’s mouth.

He must be crazy!

Report chapter Comments

Good Evening, Mr President!

Notify