The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 320 President, Are You A Dog? (three)
Probably because she didn't expect to be refuted, the girl was taken aback for a moment, and then asked again: "Then do you think it's easy to make money?"

The smell of inferior perfume on her body made Cen Mu a little uncomfortable, so Cen Mu took a step back and said, "It's okay."

Qiaohua Technology generally does not work overtime, unlike Tianyu Technology opposite, who get off work at twelve o'clock every night.

I heard that during Double Eleven, the courier brother sent the courier to the post all night, and ran into Tianyu Technology’s overtime programmer, and almost regarded him as a thief.

In comparison, Qiao Hua took the salary of Tianyu Technology, and then worked eight hours a day, and half of the time Cen Mu was still fishing, so it was not bad.

The girl sneered, "It seems that your family is not bad."

"What does it have to do with his family whether it's easy for him to make money?"

yes!If I find a job well, what does it have to do with my family?My family's mine won't give it to me, it's for their own son.

Cen Mu saw the girl turn her head, although he thought so in his heart, he didn't argue with her.This was said by a woman next to me.

Ever since Cen Mu was taught a lesson, she has been standing and playing with her mobile phone.

She was dressed in red, but this color set off her exquisite face, which was alluring and beautiful.The makeup on her face was a little thicker than that of the woman just now, but her temperament was much better than that of that woman.

"What are you?" Suddenly being refuted again, the girl in front turned her head with a look of disdain.

The girl in red didn't bother to pay attention, so she turned her head and said to Cen Mu: "My friend, let me tell you a truth, I hope you will always remember that your parents and teachers have taught you by example and helped you develop a good temper. It is used to let you improve your quality, not to get used to some idiots who don't know what to do."

She raised her head, chewing gum in her mouth, with an angry face, "Understood?"

Cen Mu nodded blankly, even though he was taught from childhood that he should not judge people by their appearance.But this girl feels like the boss of a gangster!

If he hadn't been a broken sleeve, Cen Mu thought he might fall in love with this woman.

"What do you mean? You have no quality when you call people stupid!" The girl came over to question directly.

The red-clothed girl sneered, "I didn't say that I have quality, and did I mention you by name? I took my seat and admitted that I'm an idiot. It's none of my business!"

"you!"

"What's wrong with me?" The girl in red took the discarded bus ticket from Cen Mu's hand, spit out the chewing gum in her mouth, and glanced at the girl casually.

The makeup on her face is also quite thick, but when she stands close, she can still see the not-so-good skin underneath.In comparison, the taste and cosmetics of the girl in red are much more upscale.

"I see that you put a lot of things on your face. After using so much cosmetics, it's better to buy a set of expensive skin care products. Don't say that you are a student and can't afford expensive ones. You say that the young man takes a taxi. When you spend a few extra dollars, when you spend your parents’ money indiscriminately, do you think about the money you spent on such inferior cosmetics? Sister, is it easy to make money?”

The girl was too angry to speak, her lips moved.

Cen Mu hurriedly smoothed things over, "Okay, there's no need to do this. Everyone has their own consumption philosophy. I'm willing to spend a few dollars more to take a taxi and then go to work. You can save a few dollars by taking the bus to buy a cup of milk tea. We don't need to argue."

The woman rolled her eyes: "Hey, can this save time and make you more money?"

(End of this chapter)