The Villain Husband is Online to Raise the Ginseng

"Wen Ling, remember my watch, send it to me before 3 o'clock."

"Wen Ling, remember to send me my budget before 3:30."

"Wen Ling..."

...

As soon as he became conscious, he heard the urging voice in his ear and kept calling his name.

The little ginseng essence is still a little indulged in the previous world, and it doesn't recall much.

As a result, as soon as he opened his eyes, there were bursts of ghostly screams.

And it's a woman's voice.

Wen Ling looked up and saw that this was a modern office-like place. It was a work cubicle, with one place for each person, computers and other office supplies.

At this moment, from time to time, a document, or a few pieces of paper, and buttons hanging on the table will be floating from time to time.

looks busy?

However, if Wen Ling read it correctly, the seat on his right is empty, and no one can be seen for the time being. The computer is still on, and a form has been opened. I don't know how long it has been since it was moved.

The person in front, because the computer was facing away from him, could not see clearly for Wen Ling.

However, she saw that the other party's mobile phone was placed directly in front of the computer. The woman stared at the mobile phone without moving. At first glance, she was not working, and there was someone next to her...

They are very busy, but I don't know if they are busy with work.

"Wen Ling, I'm in such a hurry, help me get it out, I have a headache." Just as Wen Ling was observing, another woman came, looking at her with a pleasing smile, but the bottom of her eyes was more like He looked at her like X, and opened his mouth to ask for help, but he was very rude and threw a document on his desk.

The little ginseng essence has no experience, and has never seen the modern workplace, but also feels that something is wrong.

After putting down the other party's documents, he turned around and wanted to leave.

Wen Ling called her from behind: "What do you mean by throwing it to me if you don't do your own work? Will you give me the salary too?"

Wen Ling's voice is not high, and the voice is very soft, it doesn't sound powerful.

After listening to it, other people were stunned for a while, but many people were still addicted to watching dramas or other things, and didn't notice this at all.

The woman who was stopped by Wen Ling heard the voice and just looked back, and said as it should be: "Don't you usually help everyone to do it, oh, it's a headache, you just do it. "

After he finished speaking, he smiled and went back, picked up his scarf and knitted it.

Looking at the other party's posture, and the appearance of not caring, it is estimated that it is a stinky problem developed by someone.

Wen Ling was too lazy to care about her, and regardless of how many files were on the table and how many offline files were on the computer, she sat there, closed her eyes slightly and said, "Okay, the plot."

This world is not very friendly since the beginning, and the little ginseng essence is a little impatient.

If it wasn't for the benefactors, all these people would be thrown into the soil, fertilized, fed with ginseng...

Neither match.

Afraid of dirtying their soil.

233 was also confused by the scene in front of him.

Still, it's a well-informed system that needs to hold on.

The plot was sent in time, and 233 was responsible for the voice broadcast.

This time, in the modern world.

But the story is a bit complicated...

The specific manifestation is that this story is a book, and a rebirth. It is a hodgepodge of hodgepodge.

But carefully, it's just a story of a domineering president who fell in love with me and then pampered me.

new plane~