Dear Mr. Ji

Chapter 8 Training the little woman (8)

"You hate me that much?" Ji Shaofeng frowned.

"By the way, I've hated you since I met you. Thinking of your dirty hands touching my body makes me sick to my stomach. Damn, I don't want to. The more I think about it, the more disgusting I get." Chen Zizi shook her head in confusion.

When Ji Shaofeng heard it, his thin lips were pursed tightly, and his peach eyes were a little depressed. His voice was a lot colder: "If this is the case, then don't blame me for being tough, start from today!"

"Don't make me hate you!" Seeing that the conversation could not continue, Chen Zizi got up and walked towards the door again.

Ji Shaofeng also stood up.

When they reached the door, two men in black suits stopped at the door again, and Ji Shaofeng waved at them.

The two subordinates stepped aside, Chen Zizi snorted softly, and strode out.

It's just that when Chen Zizi just walked out of the door, she was stunned and froze in place.

Ji Shaofeng came out, and seeing Chen Zizi standing still, he couldn't help but bend his mouth, and said, "There are 23 bars and 6 nightclubs in this city, and there are 58 people here, and each place allocates 2 , as long as you dare to enter any bar, they will throw you out unceremoniously!"

Chen Zizi looked at the men in black suits lined up neatly in three rows in both astonishment and anger.

"Have you seen Miss Chen's appearance clearly?" Ji Shaofeng shouted to a group of subordinates.

"See clearly." More than fifty men answered together, the voice was surprisingly loud.

"Very good, as long as she dares to step into the nightclub, you will throw her out!" Ji Shaofeng said coldly.

"Yes!" You replied neatly.

"Ji Shaofeng, you're crazy!" Chen Zizi growled, this perverted man actually arranged so many people to sit on the sidelines.

"In order for you to get rid of this bad habit, it's worth doing this!" Ji Shaofeng looked down at Chen Zizi.

"You bastard!" Chen Zizi, who is 1 meters tall, can only look up at a strong man who is nearly 65 meters tall. This posture makes her lose her momentum.

"Little beauty, there is another gift for you!" Ji Shaofeng smiled disapprovingly, and pointed her in the direction.

Chen Zizi turned her head to look, and when she saw a red Maserati, she was stunned again.

"Is this car acceptable?" Ji Shaofeng asked.

"Why? You want to give me a car." Chen Zizi frowned.

"Yes, a gift." Ji Shaofeng nodded.

(End of this chapter)