THE NAIVE BOSS

CHAPTER 62

Rameen Tong bit his teeth, yes, there were only a few people known to Jasmine Tong.

The ones sending roses were 80% of the ducks I saw that day, ducks are very rich today and are kept by some rich women, so it should be fine to buy a basket of roses.

It was expected that only this one person, there had never been another person to gift Jasmine Tong.

So this time, the prize should be from Ellen Ron.

Hopefully, Ellen Ron's gift will bring her back to town, or it will be embarrassing today!

Thinking so, Rameen Tong stepped out.

Two men came out to look around and there was nothing.

There's only one introduction.

"Where is Miss Tong's gift" cried Huang Can.

The courier came right away, "There's in my bag, please sign."

"There's in the bag" Huang Can's eyes sparkled and he excitedly shook Rameen Tong's hand.

“Nona Rameen, it's definitely a gem it's a gem.”

Rameen Tong pulled the corner of his mouth, with an expression of "what's the problem", and took out a delivery slip.

This time he grew a pair of eyes and read the name on the delivery slip.

But when he saw the name, Rameen looked at him, his eyes almost staring out of his head

Jasmine Tong (1902-1984), PRC actress

It's Jasmine Tong again

However, the shipping list was accepted, and if he returned it, it would be embarrassing!

No, I can't let Jasmine Tong be the center of attention anymore

“What's the problem, Miss Tong?”

"Uh no." Rameen Tong smirked and immediately signed the name Jasmine Tong.

The courier boy looked at the name, took out a square square square box and placed it respectfully in Rameen Tong's hands.

Rameen Tong only felt humiliated, and when this delivery boy left and he tore the delivery slip, no one would know that it was for Jasmine Tong.

"All right, I'm leaving." The courier boy turned around.

Rameen Tong had just heaved a sigh of relief.

“Nona Rameen, what a good item this is, show us” Huang Can suddenly shouted.

While signing, Huang Can did not see his name, saw Rameen Tong directly sign, and thought it was really for Rameen Tong.

Rameen Tong's face changed suddenly.

The courier boy immediately turned around when he heard a voice, "You're not Jasmine Tong."

Huang Can, who had no idea what was going on, looked to the deliveryman and then to the iron face of Rameen Tong, and instantly understood.

Right now, some actors saw Rameen Tong come out and immediately followed.

And that's what they saw.

The courier immediately snatched the four-square box from Rameen Tong's hands.

“How do you disguise as a male?”

Rameen Tong has debuted, but after all, his first work has yet to reach the market, so unless you have followed the entertainment industry, you will not know him.

This delivery man worked hard every day to make deliveries, so he didn't have time to watch entertainment news, so naturally he didn't know her.

The courier officer picked up the box and yelled several times at him, "Miss Jasmine Tong, Miss Jasmine Tong, your delivery."

Jasmine Tong heard a voice and walked over.

"What,"

"I'm sorry, but someone just signed your name as you, I'm so sorry." The courier apologized repeatedly.

The staff, along with the players, looked towards Rameen Tong, who was not far away, and realized what was going on.

It must be Rameen Tong who once again fooled himself by going to receive the shipment, and consequently, seeing Jasmine Tong's name and signing her name, was ready to mess it up.

result in

Rameen Tong stood there, only to feel a blockage in his chest, hoping he could find a gap to drill into it.

Jasmine Tong took over the box, "Thank you."

"Together," the delivery man smiled and left.

The wife of the future boss of Artsin International is compared to someone with no identity or background!

Big joke.

Jasmine Tong opened the box and inside was a comb and card.

“Honey, we'll meet soon, so remember to miss me.”

Tagged with: Cold Lords.

When he saw the name, Jasmine Tong had a trance.

There he is again.

As Jasmine Tong left, she heard a loud bang, shocking everyone.

Jasmine Tong looked towards the source of the voice.

I saw Huang Can cover his face, tears streaming down, "Sister Rameen, I, I didn't mean it."

"Is this your way of doing things, asking me to sign without looking?"

Rameen Tong finished roaring and stepped out the door.

Today, he had been humiliated.

Huang Can had to follow him.

Jasmine Tong felt the limelight today was not too much, and after saying goodbye to director Lin Chuan, she hurriedly left.

There were only two words that came to his mind.

Mr. Cold, Mr. Cold, Mr. Cold.

He returns. What the hell are we doing?

Back home, Jasmine Tong was still possessed, and she took the comb in her hand.

It was no ordinary comb, and he could not find the material alone.

The color is old, but you can tell that the original should be creamy, and the corners appear irregular, and each comb is like a tooth.

The strange appearance made Jasmine Tong wonder if this was a comb or not.

As he wondered, the phone rang.

Looking at the number on the screen, Jasmine Tong could not help but roll her eyes and then answer the phone.

“Hai Manny, do you like the roses I brought for you?”

"Like you big-headed demon," Jasmine Tong replied rudely.

“By the way, you don't like you know how much effort the master has to put in to engage in those roses in Ecuador this year of cutting roses, now supplies are limited, you know, expensive I still find my little uncle there to buy talent, if my little uncle finds out, don't beat me to death. "

""

"And ah, the air freight fee alone is 30,000 yuan, plus buying roses, the little master spends 110,000."

Oh.

In the face of the vexing accusations from the "little man" across the street, Jasmine Tong simply replied to the word "Oh".

The man across the street lost his temper, "Where's my rose?"

“Beak give it.”

Give someone Jasmine Tong, I tried hard to get a rose for you, and you gave it.”

It was obvious to hear that the others were extremely irritable and out of breath, "What about the other half?"

"Sold."

"Sold,"

thunder from a clear sky (idiom); thunder from a clear sky

"Jasmine Tong, are you human, you sold the flowers I gave you."

"So what if I sell it so much, where you want me to put it, you might as well give me money for air freight along with roses in RMB then maybe I'll like it more."

“You, you, you, you have no romantic feelings at all.”

"No"

“Jasmine Tong,”

The phone hung up and the other man vomited blood and died.

Jasmine Tong sighed, looked at the name on the wishlist, and thought of sending a tweet.