C411 Refurbishing

Ye Yuni moved the shiny knife to the other side of her fair face. "I'm just asking you what that white chicken in the kitchen is going to do. Why are you all so excited?"

Ann Qianxi, "Oh."

Zhu Zhu, "Ya", screamed excitedly.

Jia Wanrou "Ouch!"

"Hahahaha," Ann Qianxi liberated Ye Yuni's legs and changed the topic appropriately, "You're so sexy when cooking."

"Hehehe, our family's Yuni has always been so sexy. You're not going to be the sexiest. "

"Huh?" Ye Yuni pushed Zhu Zhu's forehead away with her index finger. "You're so lustful."

Zhu Zhu released Ye Yuni's legs.

When Jia Wanrou saw that Zhu Zhu and Ann Qianxi had let go, she let go of Ye Yuni's waist because she felt that it wasn't a woman's waist at all. It was as thin as her thigh.

Ye Yuni personally cooked delicious food for Ann Qianxi, Zhu Zhu, and Jia Wanrou, who everyone loved, as well as being generous.

Regardless of how the sweet and sour fish tasted, it was still bitter in the middle of all the fish. But on a clear and beautiful morning, Ye Yuni's tongue was shining like a lotus, exposing golden words. Her little words were like a scene from a talk show, and Ann Qianxi and Zhu Zhu's mistakes made the two of them as happy as little flowers that were watered by the rain.

People who knew Ye Yuni well knew that if she still wanted to talk to you about it one day, it would prove that she didn't remember. Ann Qianxi and Zhu Zhu both knew that if Ye Yuni still had the strength to scold her, it would be fine.

If one day Ye Yuni starts behaving politely, smiling politely, and showing you her computer face 360 degrees like a program, it means she's breaking with you.

Ye Yuni placed a large piece of fish into a bowl at the dining table. "Tell me about yourself, Zhu Zhu. If you're looking for a job, you're looking for me. If you're looking for Ann Qianxi, what can she help you with?" "Besides, the assistant job isn't really interesting. It's just buying mouse shit coffee for the perverted CEO, or searching the streets like a madman for the manuscripts of Yu Qiuyu."

Ye Yuni shrugged her shoulders, "It doesn't have much skill content. Plus, you're just a temporary assistant, so it won't be for long before I take on a different job. You follow the director of the design department and do well, in the future, you'll be promoted from editor to art editor. It's not impossible. With your talent, Zhu Zhu."

Zhu Zhu nodded her head repeatedly, "Yes, yes, yes. Yuni, you are absolutely right. I will definitely do my job well in the design department."

Ye Yuni smiled as she rubbed Zhu Zhu's head like a golden dog. "Good girl, this is what you call a good pig."

When they got to Ann Qianxi's place, Ye Yuni only said one sentence, and it was even with a local accent. "Ann Qianxi, I think you just lost your head."

Ann Qianxi nodded. "That's right, that's right. It's my fault. My head was blown off."

Just when Ann Qianxi and Zhu Zhu were feeling relieved as they heaved a sigh of relief, Deng Yujin came down from upstairs. His gaze was still as cautious as it was yesterday. "Where's breakfast?" Deng Yujin's gaze was fawning on Ye Yuni as he looked at her humbly.

"Well, do you want some?" Ye Yuni calmly took a sip of milk. Her delicate and tight eyelashes were clearly lifted. Ann Qianxi's heart sank when she saw Ye Yuni's pair of big, glass-like eyes blinking hollowly.

From this morning onwards, Deng Yujin and Ye Yu started to act very courteously. To be more precise, it wasn't Deng Yujin who was being courteous, but Ye Yuni who pushed Deng Yujin away.

Ann Qianxi and Zhu Zhu understood that Deng Yujin could not be blamed for Du Lingwei's decision to become chairman. Apparently, her son, Deng Yujin, could not interfere with Du Lingwei's decision.

Du Lingwei's action of putting on airs for the top executives was completely negligible, like the acceleration of gravity in physics.

Ann Qianxi and Zhu Zhu had initially reached out to help him, but it was better than trying to persuade him. However, they were able to stop him in time. After all, Zhu Zhu had just come into contact with Ye Yuni, so even if she wanted to set fire to them, she would have to wait for Ann Qianxi and Zhu Zhu to put on their fire suits first.

Ye Yuni's fire could turn Ann Qianxi and Zhu Zhu into ashes in an instant.

In order to reconcile Ye Yuni and Deng Yujin, Ann Qianxi and Zhu Zhu were both familiar with each other and familiar with each other.

If it really doesn't work, then so be it, what's with pushing people into the river, blowing air conditioners to make them sick, creating opportunities and difficulties for the prince and princess to repair their old friendship, but this time the target was Deng Yujin.

Zhu Zhu had decided to cut the banner on her head. To Ann Qianxi, Ye Yuni, and Jia Wanrou, this was something even fresher than a fruit orange.

Zhu Zhu's hair had been raised from university all this time. If it wasn't for her new public offering, she probably wouldn't have cut it. When Zhu Zhu told Ann Qianxi about this decision, Ann Qianxi felt Zhu Zhu's determination.

After a heavy rain, it was a sunny Sunday.

Ann Qianxi looked out the window at the blue sky and the white clouds. She thought that since she had started working, she and Zhu Zhu rarely gathered together.

When Ann Qianxi agreed to accompany Zhu Zhu to the barber shop, there was no need to mention Jia Wanrou. As long as it was an activity related matter, Jia Wanrou would never refuse. Every time she "happily went", Zhu Zhu would wear makeup.

When Ye Yuni heard that the place where Zhu Zhu cut her hair was on Hua Shan Road, she curled up on the sofa like a green snake and wriggled her neck. "Aiya, it's about to be the second ring."

Ann Qianxi hugged Ye Yuni's arm and said, "Yuni, just hold on for a bit."

Zhu Zhu pressed the powder on her face while her large eyes shined, begging Ye Yuni, "Yuni, my classmate opened this hair salon for me. I didn't need any money when I first went, but now …" "Aiya, their family is giving us a 75% discount!"

Jia Wanrou cheered beside Ye Yuni, "Sofia, relax. Don't be nervous. Feel it... Relax... "Pull …" It felt like Jia Wanrou's next sentence was to "separate the legs."

Five minutes later, Ye Yuni appeared in the driver's seat of her BMW.

Ye Yuni looked through the glass window, her burning gaze like a hot carbon net, sweeping past the sparse crowd.