Jane Sampson shrunk her brain a bit, realizing that Director Daniel Taylor at work was not to be underestimated.
After hurriedly declining the call, Jane Sampson turned to Daniel Taylor with a slight smile, "Continue, continue."
Olivia Chip glanced at Jane Sampson and then at the director, surprised, but didn’t say anything. She just felt that Director Taylor’s tolerance of Jane was really high.
However, this continuation was destined to be interrupted again.
No sooner had Jane’s words fallen than her mobile phone rang again, eliciting a laugh from Olivia Chip.
Daniel Taylor, speechless, rubbed his eyebrows and pointed to the side, "Go soplace far to take your call, and roll back here imdiately after you’re done."
"Got it, brother-in-law." Jane’s face was all smiles, but inside, a million iterations of the Three Character Classic rolled through her mind.
Of course, they were targeted at the incessantly calling Jas Black.
Today, Jas Black’s phone calls were indeed especially frequent!
Jane Sampson held her phone and sprinted to a corner to answer it, and just as she managed a "hello," before she could express her impatient question, she was dumbfounded by a sentence from Jas, laden with rage.
"Jane Sampson, where do you place , your husband!" Jas’s voice was suppressed, but the anger in his tone was undeniable.
Jane’s mind was now filled with big, boldfaced black question marks.
??? What kind of bizarre question is that?
"I’ve placed you in the guard team, of course." Jane answered matter-of-factly.
Is sothing wrong?
No, right?
If the standard answer to this question were one hundred points, Jane felt she could give herself one hundred and one, the extra point for a bit of pride.
Wasn’t Jas in the guard team? She had placed her husband there.
The call then fell into a strange silence, with only the slightly heavy breathing of Jas, followed a few seconds later by a buzzing sound.
Yeah, probably Jas Black’s phone had run out of battery again.
Jane Sampson thought.
So, had she successfully angered Jas to the point of hanging up on her?
That fragile, huh?
Jane Sampson held her phone, foolishly cheerful, and then opened WhatsApp and posted a new mont in Monts.
Seems like I accidentally hurt soone on the inside.
(Emoticon) Hands on hips, smug to a fault.
Right after Jane posted in Monts, Little Protein Prince King instantly liked it; after all, he had her set as a special contact. The response speed was different. Then ca Nina Rice’s comnt.
——That "soone" must be your man.
Jane hadn’t even put her phone away when a call from Peter Gingery ca through.
"Jane Sampson, are you courting death?! Why on earth would you agitate my brother for nothing?" Peter was fuming, "He seed to be in a thunderstorm mood already today, and you just had to fuel the fire and turn it into a storm!"
"Are you feeling sorry?" Jane giggled without a care.
"Sorry! I pity myself!" Peter roared, "I wanted to take a day off today, wanted to leave the guard team and have fun over the weekend! Seeing your mont, not even ten thundering brave hearts would make dare to submit the application form! Why does the disaster you court have to fall on , an innocent little baby?"
"He was in a bad mood today? Why?" Jane exclaid in surprise. "It wouldn’t be because of sothing I said..."
"You’ve upset him today, too?" Peter suddenly felt like hugging himself for comfort.
"It should have nothing to do with ." Jane denied, because on reflection, she didn’t believe she had done anything to provoke Jas.
Right?
?! So, it definitely had nothing to do with her.
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