Marriage of a wealthy family: the cold-blooded president lightly teases

Alin: "...forgot to mention, that handsome bastard...well, we have an appointment!"

Miss shopping guide: "..."

The shopping guide, who was obviously relieved, shook her head helplessly, stood up and sorted her clothes, and waited for the elevator to go up and down.

Sure enough, it's not a bastard, haha!
……

Pushing open the door of Alin's office, He Jingyuan sat down on the sofa, and looked coldly at the busy woman lying on the table with a soft ruler hanging not far away.

Alin knew about it when He Jingyuan came in, but because he still had a little work to do, he didn't talk to He Jingyuan.

But... He Jingyuan's eyes are too sharp!

Can it make people work well? Hey!
With a helpless sigh, Alin walked to the desk and made a random call: "Make a cup of coffee for the distinguished guest and bring it in."

"no need!"

He Jingyuan coldly interrupted Alin, "Alin, everyone is busy!"

The implication is, finish it early and end it early, don't waste everyone's time.

Alin really lost to He Jingyuan, she hung up the phone with a cold face, impatiently took the computer, walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Speak, ask!"

Seemingly satisfied with Alin's neatness, He Jingyuan curled his lips, took out his phone and flicked it a few times, "It has been sent to your mailbox."

Alin: "..."

You are all face to face, you are all here, and you still send emails, what kind of show operation is this! ! !
With a helpless sigh, Alin suddenly choked up.

Why does she think that this man, He Jingyuan, is much more difficult than her, it's really annoying!

With a cold face, he clicked on the mailbox and downloaded the attachment. As soon as he opened it, Alin's face turned dark immediately, wishing he could throw the computer in He Jingyuan's face immediately.

"He Jingyuan! I just asked you to write requirements, not a thesis! You have such high requirements, why don't you do it yourself! Why are you hiring a designer!?"

Looking at the furious Alin with a calm face, He Jingyuan curled his lips, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

Picking up the coffee cup leisurely and taking a sip of the coffee, seeing that Alin was about to go berserk, he opened his mouth mercifully: "Can't do it?"

"Yes, can't do it!"

Rejecting He Jingyuan very stiffly, Alin leaned on the sofa with his arms crossed and looked at He Jingyuan with a smile on his lips.

She wanted to see what kind of reaction He Jingyuan would have.

To her surprise, He Jingyuan stood up expressionlessly.

"Okay, bye."

what! ?

Alin froze in place for a moment, looked at He Jingyuan in a daze, and pointed at himself in a daze, "Goodbye?"

"if not?"

Looking down at Alin, He Jingyuan had a Buddha-like expression of "since you can't do it, forget it".

But Alin squinted his eyes vigilantly, stood up and stopped He Jingyuan.

"Are you sure you don't need to design? Do you want your beloved woman to marry you wearing a casual wedding dress?"

After the words fell, He Jingyuan suddenly raised his eyes to look at Alin, his eyes were deep, and he swished at Alin like a knife.

Turning his eyes away a little uncomfortable, Alin's heart skipped a beat, thinking about what He Jingyuan wanted to do.

"You are not the only designer in the world!"

He Jingyuan's tone was cold, it was an understatement, but it hit Alin hard like a boulder.