Bad bamboo produces bad shoots

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What are you laughing at?" He frowned.

At such a young age, is this kind of behavior impressive just because you have money

Hello! She answered the call

She stared at him in disbelief, taking a full minute to suppress her anger, deciding not to take it out on her stomach and giving up on entangling with him.

Naively blinking her eyes, she expressed some surprise: "But I only helped you pick out an outfit"

"Who cares if you're hungry?" The naive one stared at this little fellow who appeared out of nowhere, "Dare to touch my interview and see what happens!"

"Is there any other woman besides you here?" The boy retorted without any courtesy

"It's almost done; there are just a few more orders to organize," she replied

"Hey! You almost hit me, you foolish woman." The impolite accusation rang out again, and her naive gaze slowly descended, noticing someone glaring at her while holding her plate.

"Have you eaten gunpowder?" A cold voice came, it was Qin Qian.

You can order pizza, just wait for 20 minutes. The little devil contentedly wiped his mouth with a napkin and responsibly handed the money in front of her.

With a loud bang, Tian Zhen slammed the fork onto the table, just as he was contemplating whether he should go over and give him a good beating, his phone rang.

The open-plan living room is simply furnished, with a brown wood coffee table placed on a paisley spiral patterned carpet. Innocently, she sits down on the seemingly expensive Chesterfield leather sofa, casually flipping through a magazine

Thank you for your compliment His London accent is elegantly flawless

Hmm, he paused for a moment, "You don't need to... tomorrow"

Dad

She glanced at the cabinet and then at the refrigerator, relieved to find that making a serving of pasta was still feasible

He was a small boy of about eight or nine years old, with slightly curly black hair and fair skin. His deep blue eyes sparkled like jewels, and at that moment, he was looking up with an impatient expression, arrogantly meeting her gaze

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Naively staring at him, she had yet to react to this "surprise".

"It turns out you prefer the style of his son over that of George V." Innocently observing his outfit, which featured alternating light and dark stripes, along with a very wide Windsor knot.

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Naively, Tian Zhen put down the phone in confusion and cast a displeased glance at the little fellow beside him. He couldn't help but curse inwardly—indeed, like father, like son; a bad bamboo cannot produce good shoots, both equally baffling and arrogant.

Next week at Premiere Vision, I will be going to Paris. The main itinerary details are on my desk downstairs. You have arranged everything. Please check with the colleagues who haven't left yet and compile the orders for this week. Additionally, there is a list of graffiti artists on my desk; please contact them and note down those who are willing to collaborate with me

To be honest, she has encountered quite a few handsome men throughout her life. Qin Qian's appearance cannot be described as handsome; his features are too rugged, and coupled with those piercing black eyes, he always exudes a coldness that keeps others at a distance. However, she cannot deny that this guy, when well-dressed, truly has a certain charm. Especially his long neck and broad shoulders, which convey a distinctly elegant aristocratic aura

"Here, this is for you," he handed the phone to Tian Zhen, "My dad wants to talk to you."

"This is the work for tonight, do you all understand?" The dark-eyed man looked at her with indifference

You... the anger that you had finally managed to suppress surged up again, and in a trembling voice, you said, "You don't know that you still make me order takeout?"

Ten minutes later, Qin Qian, dressed anew, walked out of the washroom. She cast a naive glance at him, but her gaze seemed glued, unable to move away.

Before she had finished speaking, that young man had already skillfully retrieved a fork from the kitchen and started eating, completely disregarding her threat

Certainly, her fondness for him is currently limited to the times when he is not speaking

Durham wheat spaghetti, ready-made canned tomato meat sauce, before long, she eagerly served the steaming pasta. Just as she picked up the fork and placed it on the plate to walk towards her seat, she noticed a shadow flicker at the door

The phone was suddenly taken away, and Tian Zhen looked at the little thief in shock and anger, unable to help but shout: "You little brat, what exactly do you want? I warn you, if you provoke me again, I will cook you for dinner!"

What is the takeout phone number? she forced herself to ask patiently

"Who are you?" The sudden voice broke the tranquility of the night. She trembled and the plate fell to the ground... Why is there a voice when no one is visible... Could it be haunted...

"What did you just say?" She was taken aback for a moment before asking hesitantly

"This is your salary for today," Qin Qian completely ignored her comment, took out a two-hundred-pound note from her wallet and placed it on the coffee table, her gaze flickering slightly, "We will discuss tomorrow's work later"

Naively nodding ... . ... she knew he wouldn't let her off so easily, but this daily wage was indeed much more generous compared to her previous job

"Is she your new assistant? Quite interesting." The azure eyes glanced at the woman beside her, and a hint of a mischievous smile appeared on her handsome, youthful face

No." She took a deep breath, controlling her excited tone

You... you are so naive, "Give me back my plate!"

"Child, who are you calling a foolish woman?" After being startled, feeling somewhat displeased to be lectured by a little brat.

It’s nothing, Qin Qian spoke slowly, "Let me talk about it when I return."

Damn it—" she gritted her teeth, unable to suppress the Chinese profanity that slipped out. She pushed aside the queen's avatar at https://m.hetushu.com, glaring at him fiercely, "Why don't you just order takeout yourself?"

Aunt, isn't it a bit beneath me to handle such trivial matters?" He spoke disdainfully, "Don't you know that there is something in this world called the Internet? And there is also something called Google? Just go back to your computer and type in the words 'pizza delivery' and that's all you need to do.

Your dinner? He suddenly smirked, "Not bad, just in time as I am also hungry"

Although Boss Qin only assigned three tasks, she had been working on them for over two hours without finishing. As her colleagues gradually left for the day, she pressed her empty stomach and decided to check the communal kitchen to see if there was anything she could use to prepare a meal.

Aunt, I understand Chinese, you are cursing. He also responsibly placed the plate in the dishwasher, saying, I put it here, remember to take it out later

How is the matter progressing

I do not know," he shook his head

Hey! Innocently and incredulously, she widened her eyes and rushed forward, but a banknote suddenly appeared before her eyes, causing her to halt in her tracks

"What the hell!" Feeling both hungry and angry, I am on the verge of losing my mind. "You bandit, you robber!"