Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Facing the surveillance camera, Jiang Muyu could only keep a calm expression silently.

"You knew it just now!"

Ahhh, so why didn't you remind me, Young Master Huo?And let go of your hand quickly, there may be many people watching behind the monitor.

The corner of Huo Dashao's mouth twitched, and he leaned close to her ear, "I don't."

"Young Master Huo, your aloof image in the company will be completely ruined later." Jiang Muyu complained silently.

"will not."

Huo Beicheng threw out two words calmly, put his arms around the little woman's shoulders, and walked directly towards the elevator.

As for whether to be seen by others, this is not within the scope of Huo Dashao's consideration.

As for his image...

After half an hour.

Jiang Muyu, who was forced to attend the meeting with her, finally understood what the word "no" meant.

In the entire conference room, everyone was shrouded in Huo Dashao's icy aura, and the aura in the air seemed to be freezing.

Jiang Muyu pursed her lips, sat on a chair beside her, pretending to write and draw in a small notebook.

"I thought I would be stared at like a giant panda, but I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it." Jiang Muyu murmured inwardly.

After this came into the conference room, they had a meeting, and she was doing her own thing on the side.

No one else seemed to recognize her.

This probably has something to do with her outfit today...

As for the images seen by the people in the monitoring room, they didn't seem to spread them casually, especially when it involved Young Master Huo.

"There are two main aspects of this company's investment plan. Now I will make an evaluation report on this company..."

Above, a senior executive was explaining seriously.

Jiang Muyu below understood a little, but after a while, she had already pulled out the phone.

Lower your head, put your phone under the table, and keep your back straight!

Well, she suddenly had the feeling that she had returned to her student days, where the teacher was giving lectures on it, and she was secretly doing her own things below.

Back then, under the obstruction of the high wall of books, she even gnawed on apples in class.

Jiang Muyu pursed her lips and smiled secretly, the phone had already sent a message to Lu Jiaqi.

"I'm in Huo's building now. When are you going to interview? I've left you the interview."

It took a few minutes for the message to come back:
Lu Jiaqi: "Baby Mu Yu, I love you so much, let me tell you, I just patted the table in front of that fat editor-in-chief."

Jiang Muyu naturally knew who the so-called fat man was. When she was there, that guy tried to rule her out.

Jiang Muyu: "What does the fat man want to do? Kill him, and I will support you!"

Lu Jiaqi: "Hey hey, that's a must! Let me tell you, the editor-in-chief got her mistress or something to come into the company. She's very proud of herself in the company recently. The little girl desperately wants to climb on top of my old lady."

Jiang Muyu: "Aiyo, the little girl is terrible now."

Lu Jiaqi: "That's right, you have already left, otherwise you must really want to beat him up! Seriously, I mentioned your interview. You must be a hot celebrity recently, but the fat man actually wanted to give him mine It's just a dream for a mistress to be a businessman!"

Jiang Muyu grinned, and typed quickly, "I'll tell you, if you just tell me, I'll only recognize you, and it won't work for anyone else."