"I would like to thank Mr. Ting for the Yue Lao! I wish Mr. Ting to find his other half as soon as possible!"
Tingyun is embarrassing!
Could it be that I am the King of Hell? Is the mortal enemy of Yue Lao? If you fall in love, I will stop you? I am not your father!
Ahem!
But Xiwen and Duan Sisi were surprised by the speed of being together. Tingyun suppressed the surprise in his heart and raised his eyes calmly, "Then how did you confess to her?"
His voice is low and nice, with a hint of asking for advice.
Xiwen was confused, what?
Turning his eyes to help the president look at the wall clock on the wall, Xiwen kindly reminded, "Mr. Ting, there is really no time, Camille is waiting for you in the reception room."
"So don't waste your time anymore, answer me quickly." As he said that, he calmly picked up the teacup and took a sip of the freshly brewed Pu'er tea.
When he put down the cup, the president looked at him seriously.
Xiwen had a premonition that he had to answer this time.
So he reported truthfully, "I am together every day, at the same age, and have similar souls, so I will let it go."
"Do you feel a sense of ritual when confessing?" Tingyun asked seriously with a gossipy attitude.
It seems that this is the core of today.
Xiwen faced his sight, resisting and collapsed! If he didn't go to see the ancestor Camille, he would offend her. At that time, he would be the one who stayed to wipe her butt!!
"President, you really have to go on!" Xiwen was anxious, "If you have any questions, please wait and ask."
"..." Tingyun didn't say anything or planned to get up. He suddenly became obsessed with it and felt that this matter was more important.
There was no way, Xiwen complained directly, "I work overtime here every day, where did I get the sense of ceremony? You gave me a few days off. After being together, I haven't even gone to the street."
Originally planning to learn some experience, Tingyun suddenly felt that he was lonely.
He covered his computer and stood up, "Help me contact the famous jewelry designer Luke, I need to design something for him."
"He has always been a full schedule and needs to make an appointment in advance. Mr. Ting, don't we have a ready-made boss here? Why do we have to find someone else?"
Tingyun, who was walking out, stopped and turned his eyes, "Who?" He didn't expect it for a moment.
"Emma, your dear sister, Miss Siyue." Xiwen's eyes were filled with admiration and light, "Don't you think she is better than Luke? What do you want to customize?"
One is just a well-known person, while the other is a big shot!
Tingyun agreed with his words very much, "Okay, look for my sister." He patted his shoulder and walked away.
Looking at his departure back, Xiwen finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Downstairs, in the large and luxurious reception room, the air was filled with the fragrance of jasmine flowers. Camille stood up and wearing a strapless skirt, her figure was impressive.
It was almost three o'clock, but she hadn't seen the person Chao Siye thought about yet, so she couldn't sit still.
"What's going on?" Camille complained, asking the assistant beside him in French, "Did you make an appointment at three o'clock?"
"Yes, their people said just now, the three o'clock court will always arrive on time, and there is still one minute."
Camille was very unhappy when she heard this. Was she unwilling to do it for a minute?
He ran from France from afar, what is Tingyun's attitude? Or is he really busy?
Trying to understand him, the woman felt a little disappointed.