Chapter 239

Soon, the phone was connected. "Why are you delivering me so many packages this early in the morning, Andrew?" Julie asked directly. "I deliver because I want to." Julie: Delivering one is normal, but delivering this many, there's clearly something wrong with him. She glanced disdainfully at the colorful packages on the ground. "I don't want this package, get someone to take it back." "What kind of principle is it to take back what has been given?" Andrew had just arrived at the company and was listening to Charles's work report, his voice slightly suppressive and cold. "My house is small, if you won't take it back, I'll throw it away." Julie looked at the package that occupied more than half of her living room and felt a little headache. "Do as you want," Andrew's voice became increasingly cold. Julie: Indeed, a typical nouveau riche. Communication couldn't continue, and Julie hung up the phone directly. Hearing the beep from the phone, Andrew's originally cold face became even colder