Chapter 151 The real boss ends up getting slapped in the face
Chapter 151 The real boss ends up getting slapped in the face
"I was born poor, but my clothes are brand new, not second-hand, unlike some people who claim they have sensitive skin but go around picking up unwanted clothes to wear."
Wu Jie was stabbed in the heart, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.
He tried his best to hide it and pretended to be calm.
But the suddenly rising tone still betrayed his guilty conscience and anger.
"Don't open your mouth and talk nonsense. Why do you say that the clothes I'm wearing are second-hand?"
The team members also spoke for Wu Jie.
"Yes, Director Lin, you can eat this food indiscriminately, but you can't say anything indiscriminately.
Angkor is so rich, how could he wear clothes that others don’t want? Moreover, those clothes are worth 30 yuan. Who can have such luxury and just throw them away? "
Nicole takes advantage of every opportunity.
"Others may not, but the richest man in Jiangcheng does. A piece of clothing worth 30 yuan may be a sky-high price for us, but for President Qi, who is worth hundreds of billions, it is just money scum. He can throw it away if he wants to. .”
The team members also became suspicious.
The eyes looking at Wu Jie had different meanings.
"What are you looking at? You don't really believe Lin's lies. Do you think my suit was chosen by President Qi?"
"How is that possible? Of course we believe in you, Angkor."
Although the team members said so, they all secretly doubted it in their hearts.
Lin heard that the fire was not burning hard enough, so he continued to light the fire.
"You just said that this suit is custom-made in France?"
"That's right, President Qi specially found someone to tailor this for me."
Wu Jie was eager to prove that his clothes were not second-hand, and he did not realize that he had fallen into Lin Tingxia's trap.
A smile appeared on her lips.
"I believe everyone understands what personal customization is, right? Wu Jie just said that it is tailor-made.
But look at what he is wearing, whether it is the width of the shoulders or the length of the sleeves, they are all far from his actual figure. It looks like Wu Dalang, and it does not fit at all.
I say that President Qi made it tailor-made for you. Do you believe it? "
Now everyone is even more suspicious that his suit was picked up.
Wu Jie's lie was exposed, his eyes were full of panic, and he said indiscriminately: "It's just that I have lost weight recently, so this suit doesn't seem to fit."
Lin Ting curled her lips and smiled, obviously she had expected that Wu Jie would refuse to admit it.
"is it?"
"if not."
"Hehe~"
She sneered, and that contemptuous smile sent a chill down Wu Jie's back.
"why are you laughing?"
"I laughed at you for deceiving yourself and others. You failed to show off and were slapped in the face."
"What do you mean? Who is pretending?"
"This fatness and thinness may be related to weight loss, but what about your height? Are your trousers rolled up more than once? Could it be that you have shrunk recently?"
As soon as Lin heard this, it was a definite fact that Wu Jie picked up the clothes that President Qi didn't want to wear.
"Even if this is worn by President Qi, it is still more expensive than the street stall goods you are wearing. I'm afraid your husband, who sells a shabby house, will never be able to wear such an expensive suit in his life, right?"
"How do you know I can't afford it in my life?"
Before hearing his person, he saw his voice first.
The door of the box slowly opened, and everyone present looked over.
Qi Nian's tall and straight figure exudes a kind of natural confidence and majesty, and his aura makes the box drop down a few degrees in an instant.
He has an indescribable charm that cannot be ignored without words. At this moment, he has become the focus of everyone's attention.
He walked in step by step.
His eyes swept across the crowd and landed on Lin Ting, with a smile appearing in his cold eyes.
He walked to Lin Ting, pulled out a chair and sat down.
"Did I keep you waiting?"
Lin Ting pursed her lips and smiled, shaking her head: "No."
The expression on Wu Jie's face froze instantly.
His mouth could not help but open wide, as if he could fit a whole egg in it.
He never expected that Lin Ting's poor husband would be Qinian, the richest man in Jiangcheng.
Lin Ting introduced to everyone: "This is my husband. His name is Qi Nian. He works in the sales department of Qi Group."
Qi Nian glanced at everyone present and nodded slightly, very polite and graceful.
His eyes glanced around and landed on Wu Jie, who was sitting in the upper seat.
The suit he was wearing, Qi Nian recognized, was an out-of-season style that he didn't like.
He asked his butler, Uncle Wu, to take it to the auction and told him to use the money from the auction to buy comfortable and warm clothes and donate them to children in impoverished mountainous areas.
Unexpectedly, he secretly used all the clothes he didn't want for his son to wear.
Qi Nian's dark eyes stared at Wu Jie quietly, and his words were full of warning: "Does your clothes still fit you?"
"Qi...Mr. Qi...President..."
Wu Jie was so frightened that his upper and lower lips could not stop trembling, and his face instantly turned pale.
"President Qi?"
Lin Ting raised his eyes to look at Wu Jie, then glanced at Qi Nian beside him.
She wasn't sure who Wu Jie was calling President Qi.
Qi Nian narrowed his cold eyes and warned: "He wants to say that President Qi's clothes fit him well, right?"
Wu Jie's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he kept wiping it with his hands. He was so nervous that he kept swallowing his saliva.
"Angkor, are you very hot? Waiter, turn down the air conditioner."
Wu Jie didn't dare to look at Qinian at all.
"Is it hot?" Qinian asked.
Wu Jie was so frightened that he quickly snatched the air conditioner from the waiter's hand and adjusted the temperature back again.
"It's not hot, not hot at all, Mr. Qi..."
"Ahem!" Qi Nian put his fist to his mouth and coughed a few times as a reminder.
Wu Jie immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing.
"Brother Qi, I'm not hot."
"Brother Qi?" Lin Ting looked puzzled.
It was probably the first time that Wu Jie and Qin Nian met, and he had always looked down on her husband, so why did his attitude change so quickly now?
What the hell is he doing?
"Qinian, do you know Wu Jie?"
Wu Jie looked at Qinian, observing his expression all the time. He did not dare to say anything until he spoke.
"It should be considered acquaintance, right?"
Lin Ting never expected that these two people knew each other, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "How do you know each other?"
"He went to our sales department to see the house and met several times."
Wu Jie quickly agreed: "Yes, I went to see Brother Qi to see the house."
"Oh."
Lin Ting nodded dubiously. She was not used to Wu Jie's sudden attitude.
Qi Nian doesn't like others wearing his clothes.
The gaze was directed again.
The voice was low, with a hint of anger: "This ill-fitting suit should be worn less in the future. Just like where you sit, if it doesn't belong to you, it doesn't belong to you."
He was so frightened that he quickly stood up and took off his suit.
"I'm really not qualified to wear Mr. Qi's clothes. Even if he doesn't want them, I shouldn't wear them privately to show off."
Everyone present looked shocked.
He obviously refused to admit that this suit was second-hand just now, so why now he admits that he wore it privately?The atmosphere in the entire box became very subtle.
"Are you worried about sitting in that position?" Qinian looked at him coldly.
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