Caught in Love With My Previous CEO novel Chapter 23

Chapter 23 Everything Was Up to Mr. Johnson

The man was about in his early twenties, with a red perm. It would be greatly ugly if he was an ordinary person. But he hadalight skin and good looks, and all he wore were labels. In this way, his presumptuousness turned into wildness.

Before Tina could speak, Tiffany first went over to him.

"Sir, are you the son of Old Mr. Johnson who came the day before yesterday? I provided services for him to purchase that car."

She blinked and brought water to him. Her chest almost touched his arm.

"Seduce everyone."

Tina heard Coco's sneer. It was not the first time that Tiffany did such things.

She took a sigh of relief, persuading herself to keep calm, and turned around to leave.

"You sold it?" The youth asked calmly.

Before Tiffany nodded, he suddenly knocked over the cup.

"Do you think I'm an idiot? The car was leaking oil as soon as I drove it."

Leaking oil?

Tina stopped, and onlookers also gathered to watch.

Victor finally got out of his office and smiled to him, "Mr. Johnson, is it a misunderstanding? Our cars are all new."

"How can I know what you did?" The youth took a cigarette out of his pocket and lighted it, "The woman sales here are so trendy, maybe they often drive those new cars for stud hunting, who knows?"

What he said was really awful.

Tina took a deep breath, noticing that all other woman stuffs just glared at him in silence.

"Sir, please show some respect."

She couldn't help speaking finally and turned around to see Mr. Johnson.

Walter was here to find faults, and she was not into Tiffany at all, a slut, he could tell. But when his eyes fell upon Tina, he was dazzled.

Her hair was tied in a ponytail tidily, and she was wearing a light make-up, coupled with her thin eyebrows, looking like an ancient beauty. Her mouth was turned down, like she was unhappy, and her glaring eyes made his bones turn soft.

Walter became interested in her, and he lifted his chin, "Who are you?"

Tina walked over to him with a straight back and introduced herself, "I'm Tina Lynd. I served Old Mr. Johnson and sold him that car the day before yesterday."

"You?"

Walter pressed his tongue against his inner cheek, and glanced at Tiffany next to him in disdain.

Tiffany flushed, then she buried her face in her hands, wept and ran away.

Walter scoffed and turned to Tina, "Don't give me that indignant look. The car is still in the repair shop, you go to see it with me."

Tina hesitated a little, Coco touched her arm and whispered behind her, "Don't go, it can't be good."