Good luck: The fresh meat husband is so fierce

"Why, in your current situation, do you still want to report me to your dear President Su?"

Danton smiled contemptuously and snapped his fingers.

One of the men in black wearing sunglasses immediately handed over a computer with a USB flash drive inserted.

The picture on the computer screen clearly showed the picture of the assistant trying to secretly stamp his fingerprints on the contract while Dandong fell to the ground.

The assistant and the middle-aged man were all ashen-faced after watching it.

"Despicable! How dare you pretend to be drunk!"

The middle-aged man was already in a state of desperation, completely disregarding face, and yelling at Dandong.

Dandong hooked the corner of his mouth, and said mockingly:
"Is Mr. Chen laughing at fifty steps? If my behavior of pretending to be drunk is despicable, then isn't your behavior of trying to complete the contract without authorization while I was drunk just now not despicable?"

The two who responded to this statement were speechless.

"What do you want?"

The middle-aged man calmed down and started the final negotiation.

"Sign this contract, continue to be your director, and live your life."

"After I sign the conditions stipulated in the contract, I can still be a director with peace of mind? The saliva of the board of directors can drown me!"

The middle-aged man had already reached the point of despair, he didn't know how to describe all these sudden situations, the sudden turning point made him really feel a little bit pained.

"I can assure you that this contract will not have any impact on your own interests... As for your board of directors, it is your own business. I think Mr. Chen should be good at smoothing out public opinion, aren't you?"

The bespectacled man under Dandong said to the middle-aged man with a half-smile.

"Then what if I insist on not signing?"

"If you don't sign, then wait for your company's next crisis public relations. At that time, it will not be as simple as calming down the public opinion of the board of directors. You have to prepare how to calm the public opinion of the whole society."

Dandong crossed his legs and shook the USB flash drive in front of the middle-aged man with contempt in his eyes.

Beads of sweat dripped from the man's face. Finally, the weighing was over. The middle-aged man gritted his teeth:

"Bring a pen and I'll sign it!"

Hearing this answer, Dandong finally smiled with satisfaction.

He got up and patted the shoulder of the middle-aged man, walked to the assistant, and asked in a low voice:

"Where's my big girl? Haven't you found me yet?"

The assistant was still stunned by Dandong's strong aura just now, and he was still a little dazed when he suddenly changed his face again.

"Do you still need..."

Being asked such a question, Dandong suddenly lost interest.

He didn't want a big bonny girl at first.

He just felt that if he surrounded himself with a group of proactive and enthusiastic women, his heart would be filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Even if these women are just for money.

It's better than Lin Qiuran's kind of woman who doesn't know what's good or bad and doesn't understand what her painstaking efforts should give her.

Twisting his tie arbitrarily, Dandong became a little irritable for no reason.

"Prepare the driver and take me back to the hotel."

Losing any interest in staying here, Dandong gave an order, turned his head and raised his legs, and walked out of the entertainment city.

*
At the same time, in Lin Qiuran's apartment.

After receiving education in the study, Zhao Qichen spent the first half of the night without saying a word.

According to the original plan, he should rest early so as not to affect the healing of the injury.

But thinking of the helplessness that Lin Qiuran showed just now, Zhao Qichen felt tossed and turned.

So he chose to sit up and stare at the things in the room in a daze.

It has to be said that Zhao Qichen is a little confused now.

He was a little lost in the transition of his relationship with Lin Qiuran.

How to switch identities between the boyfriend and the person under management is crucial to the current relationship between him and Lin Qiuran.

But when he thought about it, he suddenly felt a little frustrated.

They should be the closest people, why are they pretending to be so strange now because of external factors.

He even wondered if Lin Qiuran was not the manager of SOD, would their relationship develop more naturally.

Feeling depressed, he quietly smoked a pack of cigarettes, and was going to sit on the balcony for a while.

Lin Qiuran's apartment has a strong sense of design. The balcony is an independent open-air space, and a sliding door can block the connection between the inside and the outside of the house.

On the balcony there is a small table for four people to sit around, and an umbrella that is both decorative and sheltered from the wind and rain stands above the table.

Zhao Qichen traveled through the entire living room, but saw a glimmer of light at the end of the living room.

He lowered his steps and approached the light source bit by bit.

Lin Qiuran's hair was loose, and she was lying on the table on the balcony, sleeping with her face sideways.

What makes people excited is that she only wore a white shirt, and the slightly longer hem covered her slightly raised buttocks, revealing two charming long legs.

Under the faint yellow balcony light, her incomparable curves are more and more outlined.

Zhao Qichen's eyes darkened, and he walked forward quickly, took off a blanket that was drying on the balcony, and gently covered her body.

"If someone looks at you like this, I will really go crazy."

In the dark night, Zhao Qichen's tone couldn't tell what emotion it was, it just added a bit of confusion to the already deep and unclear darkness.

Gently hugging Lin Qiuran horizontally, Zhao Qichen walked towards her bedroom step by step.

With almost gentle movements, he gently put Lin Qiuran on the bed, lowered his head to see her face clearly.

But accidentally saw the charming scenery leaked because of the wide neckline.

"What kind of clothes are you wearing?" Zhao Qichen gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand and pulled the blanket up, so as not to look at it.

As punishment, Zhao Qichen quickly lowered his head and bit Lin Qiuran's lips.

"Tell you to tempt me every day."

Coveting this softness, Zhao Qichen's tongue couldn't help lingering.

It took a long time before he tucked in the blanket on Lin Qiuran's body, went out and closed the door gently.

The moment the door was closed, he saw the moonlight pouring into the room through the cracks in the curtains, and onto Lin Qiuran's sleeping face, making her usually cold and hard, but at this moment she gave birth to a little softness.

The original desire to smoke was interrupted like this. Zhao Qichen stood on the balcony and blew the cold wind for a long time before suppressing the irritability in his heart.

He looked up at the dark scene in the distance.

There are also a few sparse stars, shining faintly in the endless darkness.

Zhao Qichen clenched his fists, took a deep breath, turned around and walked straight to the bedroom.

Thinking so much not only failed to sort out the mixed emotions in my heart, but even made the emotions that were already in a mess intertwined even more chaotically.

Throwing the cigarette case heavily into the trash can, Zhao Qichen comforted himself:

"Ran Ran doesn't like to see me smoking, so I won't smoke."