The boss of quick time travel is so cool

Chapter 172 The King of Picking Up Trash 27
In the bedroom, Fang Minghe breathed steadily and was still asleep.

He has been busy with the affairs of the company these two days. He thought that his cousin, Li Chunhua, would help talk in front of his parents, and his ears would be clearer. Unexpectedly, his parents were more gossip than netizens, and they kept asking him. What's going on with Miss Liu.

What surprised him the most was that human beings like his parents who have escaped the vulgar interests turned out to be loyal fans of "Let's Go on a Blind Date", especially his mother, who especially liked this gold medal matchmaker. How far has it progressed.

I don’t know what my mother likes about Liu Piaopiao. Is it because Liu Piaopiao is as verbose as middle-aged and elderly people?

What's worse is that after listening to his parents talking too much, his mind is full of Liu Piaopiao, both when he is sleeping and when he is working.During the meeting at work yesterday, he didn't listen to a word in a daze, and it was the first time he lost his composure in front of the employees.

"Liu Piaopiao!" Fang Minghe opened his eyes suddenly, the black eyes were full of flames that could burn everything.

Liu Piaopiao squatted on the ground, covered her nose with one hand, and rummaged through the trash can with the other.

She was startled when she heard Fang Minghe call her name suddenly.

Impossible, how was it discovered?

System: "People are thinking about you. This is called a declaration of love. I heard that during the day..."

"Shut up!" Liu Piaopiao covered her ears excitedly, for fear that the system would say something stupid.

Just when she tilted her gaze slightly, a piece of sketch paper appeared in her eyes.

Finally got a clue!

If a person likes someone, he can always find clues.Even if Fang Minghe's living room is as clean as a model house, there will still be trash cans!

She made a mental construction, quickly took out the sketch paper from the trash can, and ran to the balcony quickly.

When she just closed the door, she clearly heard footsteps coming from the bedroom.

Fang Minghe didn't sleep well, and felt a little dizzy. Just as he walked out, he felt a gust of wind blowing through the house, and a piece of white paper flew out from the gap in the balcony door.

He ruffled his loose hair and laughed to himself.

He couldn't sleep well enough to hallucinate, the show will be recorded in three days, but he can't wait, it's time to ask Liu Piaopiao out to sign the contract.

However, Liu Piaopiao's silhouette in the dream coincided with her whom he was in love with, so could Liu Piaopiao be the little girl he met back then?

Fang Minghe sat on the sofa distractedly, but found that his trash can was in a mess, as if someone had turned it over.

Nothing is missing, except for the painting he drew last night.She was just doodling, the memory of her had long been blurred, no matter how she drew it, he threw it away.

The alarm at home didn't go off, so it was a burglar, or was the memory of his painting last night all fake, and he was dreaming?

The assistant drove over, brought breakfast, and hurriedly rang the doorbell.

The president is not in good shape recently, and he is the worst.

Not only to help find mistakes and correct them before the order is issued, but also to accept the orders of the elders of the Fang family, to take care of Mr. Fang's body and to inquire about Mr. Fang's emotional life at the same time.

Boss Fang teased Ms. Liu awkwardly, but Ms. Liu didn't mean anything at all, so why should he report it.

"It's you!" Fang Minghe went downstairs and opened the door, looking at the visitor with a little disappointment.

As soon as he saw the shape of the lunch box, he knew that the assistant came to bring him a nutritious breakfast under the order of his mother.

(End of this chapter)