Transmigration:Evil BOSS, bad to the core!

Zhou Mohan held the table firmly. He shook his head, and there was a blur in front of him.

It seems that I'm really old, but I didn't sleep for two nights, so I can't help it.

Chen Haoqing, who is wearing military uniform and military boots on his horse, seems to feel something at this moment.

He moved the brim of his hat and turned to look at the teahouse.

At a glance, I saw Zhou Mohan standing firmly in the teahouse, holding the table.

Cold eyes flashed a streamer, fast people can not grasp.

Chen Haoqing shifted his eyes and deliberately pulled the reins to slow down the horse.

When Mo Han looked at the middle of the road again, he saw Chen Haoqing riding away.

He shook his head secretly, but he didn't take a picture with him after all.

Looking at each other's back to leave, Zhou Mo cold after a long time, just turned to leave.

When he turned around, he didn't find that the indifferent young commander sitting on the horse turned back.

The eyes are deep and heavy.

……

For the next few days, no one saw Zhou Mohan.

Miyuning guards the third master every day and feeds him some soup three meals a day.

Even so, the third master is very thin these days.

At this time, miyuning is eating the soup cooked in the evening for the third master.

It's not easy to eat half of a spoonful.

It will take half an hour for miyuning to feed a third of this bowl of soup.

She's used to going through this every day.

It's really the first time that she has worked so hard to serve someone.

Glancing at the lying third master, miyuning wipes the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief.

The eyes are tender and sad.

How can such a man make her willing.

Is she possessed?

Mi Yining couldn't help laughing at the thought of the word.

She withdrew her hand, got up and left the bedroom with a tray.

Uncle Liu is on the phone downstairs.

Since yesterday, there have been more phone calls at home.

"Yes, I will tell the third master. OK, OK."

Miyuning hands the tray to the servant and listens to uncle Liu.

Seeing him hang up, he stepped forward.

"Someone's coming to find out again?"

Uncle Liu sighed, "yes, there are more and more roundabout calls these two days."

Mi you Ning said with a smile, "there will be more in the next few days. If uncle Liu can't cope with it, it's better to find someone to answer the phone and send them away."

Her suggestion made uncle Liu silent.

He really has to think about it.

If you pick it up a few more times, you'll beat around the Bush and try to make a call.

He estimated that he would live a few years less, which was too much of a brain drain.

"Yes, I'll arrange it later." Uncle Liu thought for a while and answered.

Miyuning nodded. She turned and walked upstairs.

In the middle of the walk, the steps stopped suddenly.

She turned to show eyebrows slightly wrinkled, asked Uncle Liu, "these days, Zhou Mo Han is not here?"

"Xiao Hanzi didn't show up for several days."

"Well, it seems that he is very interested in..."

It was from that night that the other party didn't show up. Miyuning knew what the other party was doing.

……

In the next few days, the number of calls in Qu's mansion really increased.

Almost a day without interruption at all.

There are even people visiting, and uncle Liu always deals with them.

I can't cope with it. Miyou would rather go downstairs and send those people away.

Ordinary people are OK, which is different today.

Today is a UK partner.

Or Bradbury's supplier.