Please Love Me, Mr. George

Chapter 909 is a ruthless person at heart

Just after finishing, the staff at the back gossiped again.

"Deputy Director? Miss Kennedy is not mistaken, then will not be a salary increase, Miss Kennedy so

kind?"

"Tsk, you just think about the beauty, the logistics department is what, cold palace! If Assistant Wendy

goes down this time, I guess she'll never have a chance to get to our floor again in her life! What hope

is there for life when you're dealing with a bunch of old men all day long?"

"I think it's good, as long as the money is in place, I'm happy to face a group of ugly monsters every

day!"

"You have no heart, no pursuit! If you leave the president's office, where can you find another chance to

fly up the branch! ......"

I simply ignored the words, kept a smile on my face, and was at peace.

A long time later and Folly again recalled the situation today, Folly said, "At that time to see you smile in

the way, I realized that you are at heart, like Dennis, is simply a ruthless person."

Yes, I do want to put Wendy through the torture and torment.

If nothing else, she would never see Dennis again in her life. What could be more desperate than being

locked up in the same building and never seeing him again, or even watching other women make

advances on Dennis? Wendy's despair?

I'm entitled to consider myself a dead man and just want to let evil have its way.

"According to you." Dennis did not have any extra consideration, directly turned around and left,

"Things done before it's too late, do not when the company is over the house place to fool around."

After the words were said, the tall figure had already burrowed into the general manager's office,

looking like he was annoyed by the woman.

Folly and I smiled at each other with a knowing expression, then shifted our eyes to focus on Wendy,

who hadn't yet reacted.

"Director Wendy, did you hear me and can you help me now?" I said, deliberately raising my voice.

Director Wendy, as she is called, has sealed Wendy's fate in the back office.

As when she called me Miss Kennedy, my voice was also pleasant, with the downward glance of a

victor.

None of the colleagues next to me dared to come up and plead for Wendy at this point, and the end

result was that Folly and I took her to a small conference room on the next floor.

Tormenting people is something that Folly used to be more comfortable with, but I am now untutored.

"Please ask Director Wendy to go to the 8th floor investment department to bring the project records for

the past year ......"

"I forgot to mention earlier, there is also the investment planning information for the coming year, you

go againDirector Wendy."

"Only this much? How about this, you go to the sixth ring branch over there, ask for specific information

about our customers, Folly's company Dennis also has shares, there is nothing important about sharing

resources, time is tight, you'd better come back in two hours."

"......"

In one afternoon, I don't even remember how many times I asked Wendy to sit down.

As soon as the door closed, Folly finally couldn't hold back her gloating laugh, "It seems that in the

future, the title of City P female mongoloid should be given to you Clara ah, people are so delicate a

beautiful girl, was you live training into a dog of death."

"Each other, it turns out that the titular young lady of The Lewis family can also be heartbroken." I

teased.

Folly picked up two cups of hot water and handed one of them to me, "And don't you be shady and

sarcastic, although barring that you did a bit hard today, but I still have to say, well done."

She paused, pursed her lips and drank a large portion of the water under the covers before looking at

the air again, "If I could have sworn sovereignty in my own feelings earlier, maybe I wouldn't have gone

this far with Zack."

I rarely see her this way, lonely like a traveler returning alone in the dark, full of wind and snow bleak,

for a moment do not know how to answer.

Folly is a moment a kind, despondent emotions dissipated in the blink of an eye began to gossip, "you

and Dennis fake divorce play until when ah, fortunately I just reacted quickly, otherwise look at Dennis

that attitude, are ready to teach a lesson."

"I don't know, it'll be a while." I sighed, and my mood suddenly sank a bit.

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Dennis will never be short of people around him, even if none of them are absolutely perfect to match

his strength background, but in case one day, there really is such a person, then how should I live with

myself.

Just after I finished, there was a buzzing phone vibrating in my pocket.

Take it out, it's a video call from Dennis.

"Come on, the big boss is here to check up on me, I'd better go back!" Folly snickered, leaving these

words and got up and retreated.

Folly's company has to rely on some prestigious connections in order to stand firm in the business

world, but her relationship with Samuel has been lukewarm, so she asked Dennis to invest in it, which

is why he attended the ribbon-cutting ceremony last time.

I was helpless and shook my head with a smile, which got me on the phone.

"It's taken you so long to pay attention to me, haven't you had enough?" Dennis raised his eyebrows

with a bad smile.

"Can't give it up?" I teased.

"I was afraid you'd be too tired, you've been out all day without a break, how's your body, are you

having any strange reactions?" Dennis doesn't pick up the slack, his tone is soft, smoothing out the

sharpness in my words.

"No, it's pretty normal, I can get angry, I can dislike people, I feel like I've been reborn, where there is a

patient." There is probably no terminally ill patient with a better mindset than mine.

"It's more important that you're happy than anything else." Dennis looked at me and spoke with an

extraordinarily serious expression.

He was clearly eagerly concerned, but I clearly felt the eyes seemed to look through me to find out

what I would look like after I passed away.

The common denominator of all terminally ill patients is that they like to make jokes about death, but

when they really realize that death is coming, they deceive themselves into not accepting it.

"Of course I'm happy, I'm just afraid Mr. George won't have a loving lunch in the future, so I probably

won't be happy." I digressed and decided to stay away from the taboo of death.

"What love lunch?" Dennis was confused.

"Dennis?" I narrowed my eyes and stared at him sharply, "Playing dumb? Wendy brings you love

lunches every day and you don't eat them?"

The whole company has spread the news, how can it be false?

"When?" Dennis still looked innocent, as if he indeed had no knowledge of the matter.

"Nothing." I probably have the same old problem again, listening to two random gossips and actually

eating some unwarranted jealousy here.