Chapter 50

Chris Young gritted his teeth angrily, his face was cold, there was not much expression on his face, he was about to be pissed off by this woman, and he roared angrily:

"Go and make tea. If you dare to touch the tea, I will break your hands."

Yaphet Scott hid his hands behind his back involuntarily, looking at Chris Young with a scared face.

Smiling like a peach blossom: "President, you imagined me to be too vicious. You ate it to fill your hole. You ate my name. How dare I add computer accessories to your tea? If I really dare , I will definitely prepare a coffin for myself in advance."

Chris Young was satisfied with her last sentence, the woman was a bit self-aware and didn't stick her nose in the face.

"Make tea next door, you go and prepare it first."

After Chris Young finished speaking, he turned on the computer and got ready for work.

"Okay, President, I will definitely behave well, okay, I love you, President!"