Doted by My Seven Brothers novel Chapter 170

Chapter 170 Louis was envious

Sitting in the office, Marcus had looked at his cell phone many times. He frowned as if he had encountered a super hard problem.

Philip saw it clearly. He handed him the document and reminded.

"Boss, maybe Miss Nancy is too busy to send you a message right now."

That's right, Marcus was waiting for his sister's message at the moment.

In the past, Nancy would send him a message telling him to eat on time everyday. But today he felt that having a meal was not attractive any more.

Philip's strong professionalism made him hold back the corners of his mouth without twitching his lips. Looking at Marcus, who was absent-minded, others might thought that he was in a relationship. Maybe even if he had a girlfriend, it wouldn't be so exaggerated. Everyone in the Brook family doted Miss Nancy.

I don't know that if Miss Nancy grows up and get married, it is estimated that Marcus will be particularly devastated and carry a 70-meter sword to hack people. Philip thought.

Marcus pursed his lips, "Is something wrong with Nancy?"

Philip reminded politely, "Actually, you can call her."

Marcus thought for a second and nodded, "You are right."

But would it be too over to call her only because she didn't send him message? Would it leave her a bad impression?

In fact...he was just thinking too much.

The phone beeped twice, and the other side answered it.

"Hello? Marcus?"

Marcus hummed. He was not eloquent. He just hummed and didn't speak any more. Philip was worried. Say something, boss.

Marcus coughed, "What are you doing?"

Nancy's soft and little baby voice came from the mobile phone, "My mother and I are learning to cook in the kitchen. Marcus, did you eat on time?"

"Yeah."

"Oh, Marcus, you have to come back early today. Nancy and mother are waiting for you at home. I'm washing fruit now so I didn't sent you a message. You should rest well, don't be too tired..."

Nancy talked a lot. Marcus answered from time to time, and listened patiently. After the phone call, he didn't frown any more.

Philip exhaled a sigh of relief by the side, and thought only Miss Nancy could make the boss feel better.

Marcus was always keep cool, and the expression on his cold face was always the same as that of a robot, although he looked handsome and cool.

Occasionally he was in a bad mood and became depressed. Although the expression on his face did not change, his aura became stronger and more depressing, causing the people around him to tremble with fear. The worst thing was his cold face. No one could guess what happened to him.

Except Philip, who had been with him for many years.

As soon as he hung up the phone, Marcus immediately turned on the workaholic mode. He was really like a robot, sitting upright on an office chair, with two computers in front of him hosting two conferences abroad at the same time in different languages.

At the same time, he also reviewed the document he just gave him quickly, pointed out a few problems in it, and asked Philip to correct it.

"Yes, sir!"

Philip left with the document with a standard smile on his face, and clenched his fists when he walked to the door.

He instantly turned into a fanboy of Marcus and screamed wildly in his heart.

Ahhh! ! ! It was indeed Marcus. He was so handsome when working!

In just a second or two, he turned into that rigorous and perfect assistant again in an instant.

Marcus was always thinking about what Nancy said today about going home early, so he worked intensively for several hours. During the period, his sitting posture remained basically unchanged. Finally, after finishing all the meeting documents, he stood up and put on his windbreaker coolly.

"Boss, there's a party..."

Marcus didn't even think about, "Refuse it."

Then he went straight to the underground parking lot when Philip was about to say something and then closed the door in one go.

"Boss, but that party..."

"I won't go."

Philip was speechless.

Anyway, you had to let me say a complete sentence first.

But under his cold and unfeeling gaze, Philip didn't dare to say anything. Forget it, it was not me who would be scolded at that time.

Philip drove to the Brook's house.

Yale, who got someone's consent to prepare a dinner for someone's birthday the day before, but was put on a pigeon. She was speechless.

He watched the time and his expression gradually cracked.

At this time, Marcus had already arrived home, but the quietness of the house made him a little puzzled.

Pushing the door, with a bang, colorful fireworks ribbons fell from the sky and fell onto his head, and his black hair suddenly became shiny.