Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“He drives a Lamborghini, this is peanuts to him. He can afford to do this every day.”
“Ah, Qiao Mianmian is so lucky. Her husband is so rich and handsome, and he’s so nice to her. Did she save the galaxy in her last life or something?”
“I think she must have saved the universe.”
“When I first saw the post, I thought she was a materialistic woman who dumped her ex-boyfriend for a richer man. But it turned out to be her scumbag boyfriend who dumped her and even got together with her sister. Damn, this type of man is the worst. Fortunately, she managed to get herself a rich and handsome boyfriend who’s better than that jerk.”
“He’s way better! Just his looks and figure are enough to beat that scumbag. Honestly, that man’s probably the most outstanding-looking man among all that I’ve seen before. If he joins the entertainment industry, the other men will have to back off.”
Qiao Mianmian signed the receipt before everyone’s envious eyes.
A few employees carried the 999-rose bouquet up the stairs.
The gigantic bouquet took up a huge area of the moderately-big living room.
The fragrance of the flowers dissipated all over the living room and into the kitchen, bedrooms, and every corner of the apartment.
Jiang Luoli walked one round around the flowers and said, “Baby, what are we going to do with these flowers? We don’t have enough vases to stick them into, and they’re going to wilt in a few days. It’s such a waste to throw them away.”
Qiao Mianmian was distracted. “Give them away, or maybe sell them.”
Jiang Luoli asked, “… Sell them? Are you serious? They’re flowers from Prince Charming.”
“Give them away, then.”
“To whom?”
“Anyone. There are so many people in school. If we give each person a few stalks, they’ll probably be gone soon.”
There was no response.
Qiao Mianmian looked at the huge pile of pink roses and decided to send Mo Yesi a text message.
Mo Yesi was in a meeting when he received her message.
His cell phone vibrated, and he immediately picked it up.
In the past, he would never glance at his cell phone during a meeting.
But now, he’d take a look the moment any notifications came in.
The employees were looking at him as he glanced at his cell phone.
They then saw Chairman Mo’s default expression change a little in the next second. His brows were knitted tightly together, and he seemed serious.
The employees felt their heart sink and were getting anxious.
Who sent Chairman Mo a message? Why was he reacting this way?
Wei Zheng, who was sitting beside Mo Yesi, eyed him curiously too.
Mo Yesi’s expression seemed to be getting darker, and that made Wei Zheng himself flustered.
Chairman Mo seemed to be getting angry.
Who was the person who managed to make him so angry in such a short time?
Mo Yesi pursed his lips and looked at his screen for a while more, before placing his cell phone on the table.
He went on with the meeting.
Sensing that he was in a bad mood, the employees were exceptionally apprehensive and nervous when they presented their reports. They were worried that they would be dragged into the picture.
While this boss might appear young and inexperienced, he was a lot stricter than the previous Chairman Mo.
Even as seniors, they dared not anger him.