Chapter 105 Reviews For 105

e busy again feeding Yueyue some medicine and coaxing her to sleep. It was already 03:30 in the morning.Mama Zhu was so tired that she had to cook food for Feng Qianxue. Feng Qianxue coaxed her to go..."the night boss gave it, and the old man gladly accepted it."

Jiang Dong took the coffee with a smile and drank it directly.

Feng Qianxue was stunned. She wanted to tell the old man that there was a chip in the coffee. Don't drink it. Don't drink it.

but the words stuck in her throat and she couldn't say a word.

"Gollum."

Jiang Dong poured the coffee in one breath. At the end of the last sip, he suddenly felt something stuck in his throat. He couldn't help "vomiting" for a moment, but immediately covered his mouth and dared not spit it out.

because this is the coffee of Nightquake Throne!

Night Thunder sat proudly on the president's leather chair to look at Jiang Dong in his spare time.

is like watching a good show!

other shareholders couldn't bear to see Jiang Dong in such an uncomfortable way, but they dared not speak.

"you, if you want to throw up, throw up." Only Feng Qianxue had the courage to say this sentence, but also brought a trash can in a panic, "spit here …"... "

everyone is dumbfounded.

this is who hired the secretary, so lack of eyesight!

how can you get to the 68th floor with such a stupid brain

Night tremors squint, veins protruding on the forehead.

what on earth is wrong with him, and why should he bring this mindless injustice to the 68th floor to annoy himself

"vomit--"

Jiang Dong kept vomiting into the trash can, throwing up all the coffee he had just drunk.

at this time, the face of Night Thunder became even darker, like the sky on the eve of the rainstorm.

everyone is sweating nervously, and several people are already wiping their sweat with handkerchiefs, looking at the face of the night thunder, and then at poor Jiang Dong.

"Yes, just spit it out. Just spit it out."

Feng Qianxue held a trash can in one hand and slapped Jiang Dong on the back with the other, hoping he could spit out the chip.

however, Jiang Dong vomited for a long time, it was all coffee, there was no chip at all.

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"Feng Qianxue, what are you doing" At this time, Xiong Min, who walked into the conference room, saw this and shouted angrily, "Why don't you get out of here!"

"I."

"get out."

Feng Qianxue wanted to say something else, but Wen Li winked at her hurriedly, so she had to go out.

but he had just taken a few steps when suddenly there was a "knock" behind him, and then a group of people were exclaiming, "Oh, my God, Jiang Dong."

when Feng Qianxue looked back, Jiang Dong fell to the ground, his hands pinching his throat, his face purple, his eyes wide and his tongue sticking out.

this situation is exactly the same as when Xiao Sibao swallowed the chip!

it's over, the chip is stuck in the throat.

Feng Qianxue was filled with remorse. If anything happened to the old man, she could never forgive herself.

"call an ambulance, call an ambulance."

suddenly, the conference room was in a mess.

although Night Thunder looks dignified, he is still calm: "call a thunderstorm right away!"

"Yes!"

"how did this happen" The directors were in a state of panic.

"Night boss, although Jiang Dong is stubborn, you can't do that either." An old director trembled and said, "these are all antiques that have been with your grandfather for decades. We have spent our whole life in Night. How can you poison him just because he disagrees with you"

"Yes, night boss, you can't do this to Jiang Dong, it's too hard." The other two senior directors also complained with tears in their eyes, "that's all you do at ordinary times. Can't you do that to your own people"

"I'm going to call the old chairman, call..."

thought the old director made a phone call excitedly.

the night thrill turned livid with anger. What the heck was that he just gave Jiang Dong a cup of coffee, and they suspected him of poisoning him

"who made coffee" I drink cold at night.

"it's her. She made it." Xiong Min immediately pointed to the wind and a thousand snow.."because of the change in itinerary, Ye Zhen Ting had to hurry up to finish the task at hand and had little time to think about anything else.at four o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Hui packed his bags...