I Pretended To Be Bankrupt At The Beginning, And I Was Kicked Out Of The Group Chat By My Classmates

Chapter 875 Deliberately Doing It

When I heard that the music score was about going to dinner with Mr. Bai, I thought about it in my mind, and thought of a wretched fat man with a fat face. If the music score was to go to dinner with such a person, Zhang Xinlei would feel even more uneasy.

"Just leave me alone about this matter. Don't I even have the right to have a meal with others? I'm not a prisoner!"

Hearing that Zhang Xinlei wouldn't let her go, her anger from being beaten before and this time was vented on Zhang Xinlei, and she yelled at her angrily.

"This is all what Mr. Qu ordered. I just followed the instructions. The manager should not go."

Zhang Xinlei didn't show any anger at the angry Qu Pu. Instead, she calmly told Qu Pu that she wanted to use Qu Pu's fear to prevent Qu Pu from going to eat.

"Okay, is it okay if I go and eat by myself in the evening? Is there no problem with our school having a quiet meal?"

Looking at Zhang Xinlei who didn't give him a chance, Qu Pu thought about it and asked him.

"There's no problem with that, but I have to be next to you."

Zhang Xinlei stopped after hearing the score, but still followed Mr. Qu's instructions and kept an eye on him at all times.

"You are so good! I owed you something in my previous life, right? God sent you to torture me!"

337 Music Score When I got angry, the wounds on my body started to hurt again, and I collapsed on the sofa and roared helplessly.

Zhang Xinlei had long been accustomed to the music score being such a rogue, so she just stood aside and looked away.

"What are you doing? I heard it from so far away!"

Just when the music score was playing, a person walked in, looked at the music score on the sofa and asked Zhang Xinlei beside him.

"What are you doing here?"

Qupu, who was having a bad temper, quickly put away his emotions when he saw the person coming in, but looked at the person's face and asked with some displeasure.

"After all, this place is owned by my father. If you, my son, can come, why can't I?"

Qutu who came in looked around the office, and finally his eyes fell in the direction of the desk. Then he sat down directly on Qutu's office chair and asked Qutu with a smile.

"Qutu, that's my place, get out of here!"

Seeing Qu Tu sitting on his chair, Qu Pu stood up angrily, pointed at the other person and said angrily.

"Hmph, you are really the same as when you were a kid. You have to do everything yourself."

Qutu looked at the score, shook his head and said to the score with a sigh.

"You don't need to tell me what I want to do!"

Qupu just said this to Fan Qutu, as if everyone else was inferior to him, and he seemed to be superior. This is why most people annoyed him since he was a child.

"How sad! Such an important position in the business department is managed by a fool like you."

"The manager is also the person arranged by Mr. Qu. If it's really like what you said, he won't stay there just because of this."

Zhang Xinlei, who was standing next to him, heard Qutu say that the music score was not very good, but he was also his manager. Looking at the music score sitting on the office chair, he thought that he had some affection for him before, and felt that he had misjudged it. Got people.

"Zhang Xinlei, I know you. I hope you won't stand up and speak for him just because he is your manager. After a while, you may not."

Qutu raised his head and noticed Zhang Xinlei, who was looking at him angrily, and then said to Zhang Xinlei with a smile.

"What do you mean?"

When I heard that Zhang Xinlei dared to challenge Qu Tu, I felt a little guilty. I had done that to my employees like this before. Just when I was thinking about it, I heard what Qu Tu said next and couldn't believe it. asked Qutu.

"I've made it very clear. This stool is too uncomfortable to sit on. When I move here, the first thing I will do is replace it!"

Qu Tu stood up from the chair, lowered his head and looked at the office chair he was sitting on, curled his lips and said.

The meaning of (acde) is also that the music score will be replaced like the chair, which also indirectly answers the question of the music score.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible, my father would never do this! Absolutely impossible!"

After listening to the score, I felt as if I had been struck by lightning. I sat on the sofa in disbelief and muttered to myself crazily.

"Music, are you okay?"

Looking at the status of the music score, Zhang Xinlei stopped calling the manager, directly called the name of the music score, and asked with some worry.

"I have something else to do, so let's enjoy this office at the end."

The purpose of Qu Tu's visit was to break down Qu Tu's mental state first, so that he could realize the next step of his plan. After saying that, he left the office.

"Calm down! The matter hasn't been decided yet, are you starting to give up on your own?"

Looking at the already decadent music score, Zhang Xinlei kept talking to him, trying to stop him from being affected by the music score.

"You go ahead, I'll think about it here by myself."

Qu Tu covered his face with both hands and gradually calmed down a little. Just now, his father had praised himself and turned away and wanted to fire his manager. It was obviously a little impossible, but thinking of Qu Tu's confident look just now, he also made him I have no idea in my heart.

Thinking of Zhang Xinlei speaking for him just now, his tone became much gentler and he said to Zhang Xinlei.

"Okay, I still have some things to be busy with. If you have anything, manager, please call me at any time."

Zhang Xinlei also felt that he should let Qu Pu calm down by himself, and then sighed and said to Qu Pu.

After saying that, he left the office, and Qu Pu was the only one left in the entire office.

"Hey, I want to ask you, has Qutu seen my father alone recently?"

When no one was around, the music score suddenly became normal. He took out his mobile phone and dialed Mr. Qu's secretary, and then asked there.

"No!"

The secretary glanced at Mr. Qu and saw that the other party was not paying attention to him. Then he said to the score.

"Then my father didn't make any personnel adjustments, right?"

Hearing that Qu Tu had not gone to see his father, he thought that it might be a phone call, and then asked his secretary.

"No, I'm still busy here. I'll call you when I need something."

Listening to the music score, each question was harder to answer than the next. Normally, I would have answered it, but Mr. Qu was still not far away from me, and he did not dare to say anything more, so he simply answered and hung up the phone.

These actions of the secretary did not attract Mr. Qu's attention.

"You're such a good Qutu, how dare you want me!"

After getting the news, Qu Pu stood up directly, the decadence on his face disappeared, and he was angry just thinking about Qu Tu's appearance. .