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    “Don’t come to work for a day until this bag thing is settled!”

    Mako hadn’t even finished her breakfast milk before the leader kicked her out of the company.

    A few days ago, his mother, Liu Hongying, came to the company to make a scene, and it just so happened that an important client was present.

    The lady’s Hermes bag was hooked hard to the ground and dragged by Liu Hongying for more than ten meters.

    The hardware was scratched all over and the leather of the wrap was scratched.

    The bag costs 200,000 RMB on the official website.

    The point is that you can’t buy it if you want to.

    So expensive a bag, Mu Xiao is in any case can not afford to lose, her bank card balance is not enough to buy that bag above a small metal buckle.

    The leader said that if Mako couldn’t appease this customer, she wouldn’t want her job.

    Mako stood downstairs at the company and checked the balance in his bank card again.

    It’s as if a few more times you look at it, the balance will produce a few more zeros like a hen laying an egg.

    “Ring ring ring~”

    While worried, Mako’s cell phone rang.

    She picked it up, and a magnetic baritone introduced himself and said he knew Yang Anbo and had something to talk to her about in person.

    “You tell Yang Anbo that I have nothing to talk to him about.” Mu Xiao said coldly.

    The other party seemed to not expect Mu Xiao to have such a tone, and after a pause, he said:

    “It’s not that he’s looking for you, it’s that I want to talk to you, and I’m near your office right now.”

    “Who are you? How do you know my company.”

    “You’ll see when we meet.”

    The man sounded adamant and said he had to meet to talk.

    He was now waiting for her in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau next to her company.

    Strange people.

    Suo Sei at this moment Mu Xiao also has nowhere to go, here to walk to the Civil Affairs Bureau is only seven or eight minutes walk.

    Let bygones be bygones.

    Then she met the man on the phone.

    The man is very handsome, his temperament is on the cold side, his body exudes an aura of uninviting, there is not much expression on his face, when he saw her looking at him, he opened his mouth and asked, “You are Mu Xiao?”

    Mako nodded in bewilderment.

    “Don’t marry Amber Young, I’ll marry you.”

    “Huh?” Mako nearly broke her voice in surprise.

    But she wouldn’t marry Yang Anbo without this man saying so.

    It’s been almost 1 month since she broke up with Yang Amber.

    Ex-boyfriends are a mess.

    Liu Hongying did her best to ask Yang Anbo for 680,000 dowry to get married to Yang Anbo.

    She disagreed, mother and daughter quarreled, Liu Hongying talent to the company to scratch the client’s Hermes bag.

    She couldn’t even hate Yang Anbo, how could she still marry him.

    Hiss–

    The thought of that scratched Hermes bag made Mako’s brain hurt.

    “I’ll pay two million dollars for the dowry and you’ll marry me.” The man said immediately after.

    Mako: “……”

    “My house is readily available and you can move in right after the wedding.”

    The man’s cell phone vibrated with an incoming call, and he glanced at it, rejecting it outright.

    Mu Xiao waved her hand repeatedly, her brain was a bit turned around by the 2 million dollars, “Wait, what is your relationship with Yang Anbo?”

    “I’m his sister’s ex-boyfriend, that lousy Young Ambo guy you should have kicked out a long time ago.”

    “I agree on that point.” Mako nodded.

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