100 ways to be a scumbag boss

Ming Jiaye looked at Zhou Yatang without changing his expression, with a smile on his face.

But the old man couldn't help but answered: "Why not? You juniors don't have families, so you don't know how anxious we elders are."

We've seen too much intrigue in officialdom, and everyone wears a mask, but when it comes to his children's marriage, this old man's voice rarely rises much higher, and it's obvious that he has some real feelings.

Ming Jiaye wisely stopped answering, but this incident reminded him that this person also had a "thorn" in his family, and he still refuses to obey and cannot have a family!

"Mingshi is young and promising, and focusing all his attention on work is a good thing for both public and private matters. You can think about starting a family again."

Zhou Yatang's tone was very calm and indifferent, as if he was describing an established fact objectively.

"Work is work, cultivate yourself, manage your family, govern your country, and bring peace to the world. How can you build a career without having a family!"

The old man's words were so sonorous and powerful that he probably kept them on his lips as a curse! So smooth!

"Yes, that's what you said."

It would be pointless for Zhou Yatang not to argue with Mr. Ge.

Looking at the old fox Ming Jiayi, it was obvious that the fort was aimed at him at the beginning, but in the end it was someone else who caught fire.

"You don't need to talk about Jia Ye, just talk about you. How can we leave you just now?"

"Inappropriate." He originally wanted to find an excuse to run away, but why did this topic fall on him again?

"Husbands and wives are meant to get along, but there are so many things that are inappropriate, and people have been doing this their entire lives!"

"Yes, that's what you said."

"Humph, little bastard." The old man walked away angrily.

Zhou Yatang also left expressionlessly.

Only Ming Jiaye sat in his seat, raised his hand and gently touched the wound on his neck, and chuckled happily.

......

She took a few bites of the meal and crawled back into bed.

I can't sleep.

Just hold your phone and play games.

Jinhuan moved in a coquettish manner. She was lucky when she skydived just now. She had a bag when she landed. While others were still looking for equipment, she had already started to collect people.

The feeling of accomplishment brought about by successfully eating chicken cannot be simply described by the word happiness.

"Oh!"

"clang!"

"boom!"

There are always some noises coming from the roof.

She frowned, with a bit of displeasure on her face. The sound upstairs was too noisy. Of course, Jin Huan's consciousness was strong, so she saw what was going on upstairs without much effort.

The gears of fate have never stopped. She is used to mortals following their predetermined fate, and she is just an ordinary bystander.

But after all, he was still disgusted by the blood in the pool, and the dismembered floating limbs were scattered scattered.

The smell of blood was so strong that it was nauseating.

This is also the reason why she is unwilling to let out her spiritual consciousness on weekdays. She sees too many things, but she is actually not happy.

Pulling the quilt over her head, she huddled underneath.

Stop playing and go to sleep!

About half an hour or so.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

She was sleeping soundly and didn't want to pay attention to it. Even if Ming Jiaye came back, she would have to stand outside.

"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong."

The doorbell started ringing more regularly.

But soon, the door lock that was motionless suddenly moved.

The spring of the door lock button that was pressed down suddenly bounced up.

"Click" sound.

The door was pushed open.