Chapter 36 Haircut
The manager glanced at Walker Herbert and then at Dana Roosevelt.
He touched his nose awkwardly. "No big deal. I'll go first and check the status of your request. Mr. Herbert, if you need anything else please let me know."
The man said nothing and he just kept his lips shut and turned to leave. The manager left the room and the two were left alone.
Dana Roosevelt felt that the air was getting thinner and subconsciously moved to the other side of the sofa.
"Teacher, it's obviously after six o'clock, why don't the people in the Situation get off work?"
The man gave her a cold look.
If it hadn't been for her, he wouldn't have asked the whole technical department to work overtime.
"Why do you want to know?" This man is emotionally retarded.
"Teacher I just want to ask. Do the people in this company really liked to work overtime?"
"Does it even has anything to do with you?"
Walker Herbert's tone is a little cold. "You have to be more curious about your grades. You have failed three math courses, and the rest are drifting by-tell me, do you think you can get into the Situation with this kind of resume?"
Dana Roosevelt was suddenly felt stabbed in the spine with these remarks.
"And who even says I'm going to Situation?" The girl clenched her fist. "What's the big deal with working in the Situation? It's six o'clock and still doesn't let the employees go home from work. The boss that they have is like a vampire. He is so cold-blooded."
Walker Herbert's face suddenly clouded over.
Fine.
The man sneered and the whole atmosphere suddenly fell into the ice cellar. Dana Roosevelt was so surprised by his sneer that she shook her hand and the cell phone, Walker Herbert bought her fell to the ground.
Dana Roosevelt subconsciously squatted down to pick it up, but she didn't know where the phone went. She lay on the ground looking for it for a long time, only to find it was under the sofa behind the Walker Herbert shoes.
"Teacher, my phone fell on the ground and it is under your shoes. Can you lift your foot a little?"
The man's face did not change and he did not move at all.
Didn't you scold him for being picky? Then don't even ask for your cell phone.
Dana Roosevelt saw that he did not respond, pressed the sofa, and straightened up.
She knew that if she raises her head in half, her hair will be stuck by something.
Dana Roosevelt tears of pain, clutching his hair pitifully, "Teacher, my hair is stuck, please help me."
Walker Herbert, who had been in an iceberg state, looked down and his face sank completely.
The delicate little girl knelt between her legs.
His face was close to her, and her hair was wrapped around his belt.
Dana Roosevelt pulled her hair, "I'm sorry teacher, but can you unfasten your belt"
After hearing that, the man's face was completely dark.
"You want me to take off my belt in public?"
"No, sir, I swear, I will never read it."
Dana Roosevelt is going to cry. Her neck is breaking. It's sore to keep your head down like this.
"Take the scissors."
When three words ring, Dana Roosevelt is completely silly.
"I'm sorry?"
"Just cut your hair off."
"No!"
No!
She usually cherishes her hair most, how can she cut it off with scissors!
"Oh, then you just stay there." This man shows no mercy at all.
"Teacher-"
Dana Roosevelt pleaded in a low voice, but just then the door opened--
" Mr. Herbert, results have come out."
The manager pushed the door in with the information.
When he saw the man sitting on the sofa leisurely and even leaning back happily, and the woman who was so expensive between his long legs that he didn't know what she was doing. He was so scared that he almost dropped all the information he held in his hand.