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Chapter 187 If you agree to wear small shoes, then you must wear small shoes (1)

"Yes, yes... it's Xia Wan'an."

Hearing this name, Zhang Tezhu, who was drinking water on the other end of the phone, choked on himself suddenly.

He coughed violently for a while before he recovered. He subconsciously glanced at the side.

Han Jingnian, wearing a black suit, sat elegantly on the sofa, no different from just now, but there was a clear sharp flutter between his slightly frowning eyebrows.

Assistant Zhang was so scared that his hands trembled and almost threw his cell phone out.

Ai Jiang on the other end of the phone was not sure about the situation of Assistant Zhang, and was still talking in a coquettish voice: "Xia Wan'an called Director Gu in the middle of the night, but was caught by Director Gu's fiancée. Then Xia Wan'an and Director Gu's fiancée started arguing in their department group. Xia Wan'an posted her marriage certificate and said she was married..."

When Zhang Special Assistant heard this, he looked at Han Jingnian carefully and found that the man's face became even more gloomy, and the air pressure in the entire hotel room was extremely low.

Looking at Han Jingnian like this, Zhang Special Assistant thought of the words "Who is the mistress?" he just asked, and he immediately wanted to die.

Secretary Ai is poisonous. She wants to die, why should she drag him on him? Damn, the general manager is a person above ten thousand people. See if he turns around and doesn’t wear small shoes for her!

No... Isn't the wife a good friend of Secretary Ai? Since she is a good friend, why does Secretary Ai treat her wife's affairs as gossip?

Zhang Tejiao had a flash of inspiration and quickly made up for his mistakes: "Secretary Ai, you and your husband..."

The pronunciation of the word "官" was halfway through, and was changed by Special Assistant Zhang: "...Isn't Designer Xia a good friend?"

Zhang Cheng's words made Ai Jiang, who was originally chattering on the other end of the phone, lose his voice.

After about ten seconds, Ai Jiang spoke: "Yes, Goodnight and I are good friends. I just called to comfort her. I just felt sad for goodnight, so I couldn't help but say these words to Zhang Tezhu... "

Zhang Tezhu looked like he suddenly realized: "Is this true? If you don't explain, Secretary Ai, I thought you were deliberately smearing designer Xia just now?"

Ai Jiang on the other end of the phone: “…”

Just like just now, it was still more than ten seconds before Ai Jiang spoke, "No, how could that happen? How could I discredit good night?"

"If Secretary Ai doesn't mean to discredit good friends, then please don't spread gossip about good friends anymore, as this will easily cause misunderstandings." Zhang Tezhu said righteously.

Ai Jiang was choked by Special Assistant Zhang and was silent for a moment, and said embarrassedly: "...Yes, Special Assistant Zhang."

Assistant Zhang didn't say anything else. After hanging up the phone, he immediately looked at Han Jingnian.

Before Han Jingnian could speak, he spoke first: "Mr. Han, I was wrong."

Han Jingnian didn't say anything.

"Mr. Han, I didn't mean to say who is the mistress? I was tricked by Secretary Ai..."

If you agreed to wear small shoes, you must wear small shoes!

Thinking of this, Special Assistant Zhang spoke again without hesitation: "...Secretary Ai said Xia Wan'an a second ago. After being questioned by me, he changed his words and said good night. What does this mean? It means that Secretary Ai did not really treat his wife as a friend. Mr. Han, although I missed the tongue for a while, I tested who Secretary Ai was. I have made contributions to it..."
Chapter completed!
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