Goodnight, Mr. CEO!

Lin Hanxing didn't lift the corner of his eyes, and his cold voice hit people's hearts.

Perhaps she was too calm, and the onlookers burst out whispers and looked at the clerk with suspicious eyes.

Han Mingmei's face instantly became difficult to look.

"Lin Xiaojiu, don't know how to pretend to understand. Who in Jiangcheng doesn't know our name, Furuixiang?"

Su Linger hurriedly spoke for Han Mingmei.

The cynicism that the other party had never seen before was in his voice.

"With us, Furuixiang, who can look at those things in other stores?"

"Do you think you guys?"

As soon as Su Ling'er said this, the other shop assistants who watched the bustle outside were not happy.

Although it is correct to say that, it is a bit too much to put it on the table in front of so many people.

The most important thing is that this brain-dead makes up a sentence and asks if it is...

Doesn't this mean the same as slapping people in the face and asking whether you are unhappy?

Perhaps it was too angry that Han Mingmei didn't realize what Su Ling'er said was wrong for a while.

Her eyes stared at Lin Hanxing like that, as if to see a hole in her face.

Instead, Lin Hanxing was expressionless and let her look at it.

"Thank you for trouble."

Suddenly there was a clear and crisp sound from the teahouse buddies next to the door.

The bodyguard guarding the door was stunned, because there was some friendship in the next door on weekdays, and it was this stupid work that made the guy sneak in like a slippery fish with a tea set.

"Girl, your tea."

The teahouse buddy smiled, and put the teapots and cups on the table very quickly.

Lin Hanxing looked at him and thanked him.

The look in his eyes suddenly made the teahouse brother blush.

I don't know why lightly.

"You still have the face to drink tea?"

Su Ling'er opened her eyes and looked at Lin Hanxing. Why is she so thick?

Lin Hanxing turned a deaf ear.

He poured a cup of tea for the old man in tunic suit gracefully, and then he looked up at Su Ling'er with a smile.

No matter how you look at Lin Hanxing's posture, it gives people a feeling of spring breeze.

Su Ling'er trembled all over.

Subconsciously recalled the scene in Qingtengyuan where she grabbed her hair and pushed her whole body into the washbasin full of water.

I'm afraid that she is still laughing this second, the next second...

It will suddenly converge all expressions and start killing!

The old man in the tunic suit took a sip with his teacup.

Raised an eyebrow in surprise, this tea tastes really good.

"Miss Lin, don't make such a joke because of the private grievances between you and me."

Han Mingmei is still working hard to maintain the posture of a celebrity. The kind of arrogant, high-pitched tone is not strange in the ears of others, but it is inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Sister Mingmei, don't talk nonsense with her and tell her to lose money. If you can't pay, you can directly report to the police and call the police to arrest her!"

Su Ling'er cut in at the right time.

Lin Hanxing picked up the teacup and drank lightly, as if waiting for something.

Seeing her like this, the old man in Chinese tunic suit who originally wanted to speak up to support her also sullenly drank tea. He only thought that the facts of A Xiao's family were so interesting that he liked it very much.

"Miss Han, I never make jokes with people I don't know well."

With a click, Lin Hanxing put the cup back on the table, and the cold voice sounded for an instant, which made people feel inexplicably jealous.

Han Mingmei's entire face drooped.

And Furuixiang was also surrounded by people on three floors and three floors outside.

I don’t know who passed the news that someone came to make a fuss about Furuixiang. Now it’s spread ten by one, and the whole antique street is known!