The Passerby I Married Is The Richest Man! [Transmigration Into A Book]

Chapter 7 Part 2: The drama in his blood

Jiang Muyu was not convinced and pointed at the packing box on the table and said, "So what's this? You can't bear to leave these leftovers, so you're packing them? Such a loss of face!"

"Alright, Muyu, don't be so noisy." Jiang Muyang couldn't stand it anymore and hurriedly tugged at the corner of her sister's clothes.

How could Jiang Muyu be willing? When she made fun of Bai Zhen Zhen just a moment ago, Bai Zhen Zhen didn't talk back at all. Instead, this man without any manners that was just before her eyes unexpectedly crossed swords with her. If it wasn't for her original reason in coming how could she give up!

But Huo Xiang didn't let her off: "Miss Jiang, being thrifty is not a loss of face but a traditional virtue. Besides, my nurse in the hospital hasn't eaten yet, can't I pack some food for him?"

Bai Zhen Zhen was tired of watching the show. She said to Huo Xiang: "Ok, I'm done eating, let's go back."

Hearing that Bai Zhen Zhen was leaving, Jiang Muyang was somewhat stirred up: "Zhen Zhen, why don't we add each other on QQ? You didn't have a phone when we attended school, and I couldn't reach you after graduating..."

Bai Zhen Zhen realized that this novel was already old, and when the author wrote it WeChat probably didn't exist yet, so when people met, they would add their QQ.

"I'm sorry," Bai Zhen Zhen politely refused, "now I'm busy at work so I don't usually chat with QQ."

"How about you give me your phone number? There's an alumni gathering next month, I'll call you to go together at that time."

Bai Zhen Zhen hesitated for a couple seconds, then nodded: "Ok."

She looked at Huo Xiang: "Secretary Huo, give my business card to Mr. Jiang."

This was the problem of improvising a play. She didn't expect that Huo Xiang wouldn't need hardly any time to come up with a plan: "Director Bai, when I met with the international representatives at noon, because the other party was too enthusiastic too many people came, so all the business card I had brought with me were given... I have made a mistake in my job, please reprimand me!"

Bai Zhen Zhen held her forehead. He was at the level of a film emperor.

"Forget it, just give my phone number to Mr. Jiang then."

Huo Xiang said, resolutely: "Director Bai, although I'm being disrespectful, I must remind you that your phone calls concern business deals over 100 million yuan. I suggest you proceed in the following way: I give Mr. Jiang my phone number as your secretary, this way it will not affect the company's work."

Bai Zhen Zhen also started to act: "Ay, you're too much! I've already told you that I need another mobile phone..."

"Director Bai, you pay me such a high salary, what else do you still need another phone for?"

Bai Zhen Zhen pondered: "Oh, that seems to make sense."

"Director Bai, then I will tell Mr. Jiang my number."

Getting Bai Zhen Zhen's approval, Huo Xiang reported a string of numbers to Jiang Muyang. Jiang Muyang stared blankly at the two people's cross talk. Even when he took out his phone and wrote down the number, he didn't have time to process what had happened.

"Then we'll go first." Bai Zhen Zhen said this sentence, then turned and left.

Huo Xiang held the wrapped food, straightened his back, and followed Bai Zhen Zhen. When he brushed past Jiang Muyu, he cast a mocking and disdainful look at her.

Jiang Muyu was extremely angry and spat: "How could there be such a mannerless man!"

The angrier the "enemy" was, the happier Bai Zhen Zhen and Huo Xiang felt. The two people strode towards the store's door when suddenly firm steps approached from behind.

Those steps sounded firm and magnificent for three seconds, then abruptly came the shopkeeper's voice: "You two --- haven't paid yet!!"

Bai Zhen Zhen: "..."

Huo Xiang: "..."