Chapter 11 Throwing Herself in His Arms
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Snow touched the tip of her nose. She had expected the result.
But she didn't expect to see such a brand. These people were really good at making troubles behind Bob's back. They must be punished.
Shirley looked up at the two bitches who were doing makeup after saying that.
They had not very delicate faces, even the heavy makeup couldn’t cover their grey skin.
In addition, they shaped brows which weren’t appropriate for them. Shirley smiled.
She put the two insulation buckets she had brought on the desk at the reception, then took a lipstick out of her bag and shook it in front of the two women.
They stopped their makeup. They were all attracted by the lipstick.
Seeing this, Shirley held lipstick in her hand and said:
"I think you know it. This is a Dior World Limited Edition lipstick, worth hundreds of thousands. Do you want it?"
One woman quickly replied, "Yes! I want it!"
Shirley smiled scornfully, put lipstick back to her bag.
"Both of you are very suitable for this lipstick, but there is only one. What should I do?"
Shirley looked at them.
"Give it to me! I am more beautiful! I'm more suitable! "
"Nonsense! I look better!"
"You b***h!"
Watching the two people fighting, Shirley showed a disdain smile.
"You both want it, but there is only one lipstick, you should have a fight.
I'll send something upstairs. When I come back, the winner will get it. "
With that, Shirley hummed a tune, carried the insulation buckets, and entered an elevator.
While the two women, staring at each other, began to fight.
"b***h, listen! Dior is mine!"
"Sorry! You can only get my saliva!"
……
How dared two little characters get in the way?
Shirley didn’t want to tangle with them. They were not qualified to be beaten or abused by her!
She took the elevator to the top floor. The president's office area occupied a whole floor.
At this time, a secretary smiled, and stopped Shirley, "Miss White, how did you come here?"
Again?
However, Shirley couldn't make trouble for no reason. She just asked,: "Is he in?"
The secretary naturally understood who Shirley was talking about, but she didn't dare to say. Who knew if Shirley came here to make trouble?
"Mr. Franklin is... busy. You may have to wait for a while. Would you like to go back now, Miss White?"
"It's OK. I'll wait for him."
The secretary dared not to drive her out.
After all, Shirley was the daughter of the White family. She can't afford to offend her.
The person in this position was much smarter than those two idiots downstairs.
Bob's office was magnificent, the whole office was gray style, noble and elegant.
Shirley sat on Bob's chair and waited for him quietly. She didn’t make any noise.
After more than an hour, Bob still did not appear.
Shirley stood up tiredly, which made the secretary anxious.
She couldn't allow Shirley to lose her temper. If she makes another big scene...
At this time, Bob just entered the office and saw Shirley standing in front of his desk stretching.
Shirley also noticed Bob. Under the secretary's gaze, she jumped at Bob and gave him a quick kiss on his face.
"Honey, why did you come back so late? I've been waiting for you for a long time. I almost fell asleep." Shirley said.
When the secretary saw this scene, she was too surprised to close her mouth!
She left quickly.
After the secretary left, Bob immediately dragged down Shirley off him, frowning:
"What are you doing here?"
"I've learned a few new dishes, so I brought them here for lunch."
Shirley didn’t care what Bob did, but leaned on Bob again.
Hearing Shirley cooked, Bob looked at her suspiciously, "Can Miss White cook?"
Shirley looked at Bob's eyes and said haughtily, "I'm the Top Chef. You are lucky!"
Looking at her expectant eyes, Bob did not eat, but asked: "What tricks are you doing?"
As if he didn't make it clear, he added:
"You didn't succeed last night, so you put some sleeping drugs in the food today?
Is that interesting? I don’t have that intention for you at all. Give it up!"
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