Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Chen Jue pretended to be embarrassed: "Hey, in fact, I just stepped on the shit and luck to get in."

Su Qiao smiled: "Luck is also a kind of strength."

Hehe, but shit luck, but not necessarily.

"I'm full." Lu Han didn't bother to watch these two women come and go and say unnutritious words, so he put down the bowl.

Su Qiao glanced at his bowl.

There is still half a bowl of rice left.

It's been so long, is this kid counting rice grains to eat?

"Just eat that much? No wonder you're so thin."

He pulled the person down and sat down again, and took a chopstick and put the meat into his bowl:

"It's shameful to waste food after eating it all. Don't you even understand that?"

"..." Lu Han gritted his teeth with grievance, his little face was rarely cold.

I knew I wouldn't eat with her.

Not wanting to eat more cakes, not wanting to eat less rice.

He was also forced to finish his meal.

How can there be such a thing?

Is he familiar with her?

Seeing that Lu Han seemed very unhappy, Chen Jue quickly and carefully pulled La Su Qiao's sleeve: "Xiao Qiao, don't eat if he doesn't want to, don't force him."

Su Qiao glanced at the 'little boy' who was obviously having a little temper: "Okay, if you don't want to eat it, forget it. I don't have to bring you cake and milk tea tomorrow."

Lu Han's expression froze.

I really want to say 'don't bring it, don't bring it', wouldn't I buy it myself?

But I didn't know what was going on. When the words came to my lips, looking at Su Qiao's slightly threatening eyes, he suddenly became a little cowardly.

Gritting his teeth, "I eat."

When he said this, he felt even more upset.

Why should he listen to this woman?

Why should he be afraid of this woman?

What a hell.

This woman is afraid of poison.

Su Qiao's expression slowed down, and she gave him a chopstick of green vegetables: "That's right, such a big man, what can he do with such a small bowl of rice?"

"If you go out and meet a gangster one day, you just don't have the strength to run."

"If you have a girlfriend, let alone. Maybe your girlfriend will protect you. Is it shameful?"

Su Qiao chatted endlessly, and Lu Han listened, but he was not as angry as before.

But I was still in a very unhappy mood.

"I'm done eating, I'm going to bed."

He put the bowl on the table heavily, without even wiping his mouth, he turned around and went into his room.

Chen Jue didn't have any appetite either, and put down his rice bowl: "I'm full too, Xiao Qiao, I'll go back to the room first."

"Okay." Su Qiao didn't bother to care whether she was full or not, and nodded perfunctorily.

*

Early the next morning, Su Qiao put on beautiful light makeup, put on a high ponytail, wore a navy blue professional suit skirt, and went to the company in high spirits.

As soon as I entered the design department, I felt something was wrong.

Everyone who met her had an expression of envy, jealousy and hatred.

Did she get a promotion?

Salary increase?

"Su Qiao, congratulations."

A female colleague who can still talk to her on weekdays greeted her with a smile.

Su Qiao was a little strange: "Congratulations on what?"

"Stop pretending." The female colleague joked with a familiar expression.

Su Qiao stopped in confusion: "What are you pretending to be?"

"Didn't you win the lottery?"

Su Qiao was very surprised and pointed to her nose: "Did I get hit? Why didn't I know?"

Originally, he had the habit of buying lottery tickets.

But apart from winning 200 yuan a few times, I haven't won any big prizes.

What kind of untidy guy is this rumor spreading?

On the side, the other female colleagues all had expressions of envy and hatred.