Dressed as the boss's palm pet

The implementation of the plan is divided into two steps.

At dawn, Song Mengsheng got up early, and didn't have time to prepare breakfast for Lu Baishen himself, but he still made two glasses of detox juice.

Seeing Lu Baishen drink it down, she began to brag about Lu Baishen: "Husband, the suit you are wearing today is very handsome."

Lu Baishen's straight and slender legs folded gracefully: "I also wore this one yesterday."

The juice in Song Mengsheng's mouth almost spewed out: "A big guy like you can still wear a piece of clothing..."

"I like the same style of clothes better, so I bought two more sets." Knowing what Song Mengsheng was going to say, Lu Baishen interrupted coldly.

The woman held the juice glass in both hands, and moved her small face forward: "As expected of a local tyrant."

"Speak directly." Lu Boshen calmly picked up the knife and fork, and cut the bacon.

Song Mengsheng blinked, inexplicably feeling a little guilty: "Well... I have committed so many stupid things before, I don't ask you to forgive me now, but... I know that when I went out for fun, I didn't touch the car at home. think……"

As for the impression in the book, when the original body went out to play, he drove his own car.

Although it is also a high-end luxury car, it is not as awesome as these cars collected by Lu Baishen.

What a Mercedes concept car...

What can buy a Mercedes-Benz BMW Koenigsegg after repairing a car...

I have heard on the Internet that Lu Boshen's cars can be turned into a car museum, and this has been circulated in the rich circles for countless times.

And she felt that in addition to his appearance and temperament, that Xing Niannian was also very beautiful in the ostentation.

Then, as the young mistress of the Lu family, she must not lose to others in all aspects!
Then the first thing to change the pomp is to own a limited edition sports car.

"Hesitating to speak." Lu Bai commented concisely, ate the sandwich in his mouth, got up and was about to leave for work.

The butler hurriedly handed over the suit jacket.

Song Mengsheng got up quickly, cleared his throat and said, "I heard that there is a limited edition Da Niu here, can you drive it for a while?"

Lu Boshen originally disagreed, but seeing that the working hours were a little tight, he waved his hand and reluctantly agreed after hearing the ramblings behind him.

Song Mengsheng cheered, blew a kiss to Lu Baishen's back, and immediately pulled the butler with a smile and said, "Give me the car keys."

The butler looked out with a worried face: "Young Mistress, you drive such a nice car out..."

Song Mengsheng reached out and patted the butler's shoulder, and swore to the sky: "Don't worry, I'm definitely not behind your young master's back to flirt with Xiao Xianrou, nothing will happen."

After finishing speaking, he ran back into the room, wearing a bright purple short dress that just reached his knees.

Charming without being tacky, beautiful without losing its unique aura.

Then, shaking the car keys in one hand, humming a little song leisurely, she drove her beloved blue cow all the way to SunGoddess studio.

I thought that when we reached the door of the studio, there would be screams...

The result was an eerie silence.

After entering the hall of the studio, some noisy voices were heard.

One of the small employees, holding a tray in both hands, was serving tea and water to a group of people sitting together.

Song Mengsheng looked around and found that Peng Ran was sitting with a middle-aged man.

Surrounded by a group of curious colleagues.

"It's still Manager Peng who is amazing. To win such a big cooperation, he is simply my idol!"

"You are beautiful! And so capable!"

Listening to the voices of everyone's discussion, Song Mengsheng straightened her bangs, and Shi Shiran walked towards the middle of her straight body: "Welcome to my studio, I hope our jewelry works will make everyone more and more beautiful." satisfy."

Peng Ran stood up with a smile, and nodded politely to Song Mengsheng: "Cousin, this is my new major client, Mr. Andy, who just came back from abroad and likes my Chinese design very much."

Song Mengsheng glanced at Peng Ran quietly, but didn't express anything.

Peng Ran sat back in embarrassment: "Mr. Song, I need to discuss the design details with Andy first."

Song Mengsheng nodded with fan: "If you want to discuss, don't you go to the conference room? This is not suitable for talking about things."

In other words, is it great to sign a big client?
Do you have to show off in front of everyone?
Peng Ran's complexion was as ugly as if he had swallowed a fly, and he quickly invited Mr. Andy to get up and go to the meeting room.

At this time, a late employee suddenly ran in with awe.

"My God! Did you see that there is a limited edition Lamborghini parked outside our gate!"

The little follower who usually has a good relationship with Peng Ran immediately complained: "What is a Lamborghini! It is much more expensive than it! Isn't the Maybach Rolls-Royce bad?"

The colleague chuckled and shook his head: "Didn't you hear me say it's a limited edition? The one at the door is a limited edition! It's a commemorative honor series! Among the 900 limited editions in the world, one of the 63 more special ones! Value Up to tens of millions! Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy series! You still look down on it?"

The little follower was speechless.

When everyone heard this, they ran out with their mobile phones and took photos with the car.

"Whose car is that?"

"Of course it's my best friend, Mr. Song's!" Xia Qiqi didn't like the smoky atmosphere when Peng Ran was there, she hid in her office a long time ago, and was somewhat surprised when she saw the company where Song Mengsheng drove a luxury car.

Nobody believed it at all.

"Manager Xia, are you lying? Who doesn't know that Mr. Song drives more Mercedes-Benz and BMW!"

"That's right, such an expensive car should belong to the Lu family!"

Xia Qiqi glared fiercely immediately: "I really wish I could seal your mouths with tape! Can't we drive the Lu family's car?"

Everyone was a little embarrassed for a while.

Song Mengsheng happened to be holding the car key in his hand, he weighed it casually, and walked straight into the office, too lazy to talk nonsense.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Peng Ran pretended to straighten his clothes, and secretly glanced at the car.

Lu Boshen is also true, never letting Song Mengsheng touch his car, why did the car come out?
It's a limited edition of limited editions!
Peng Ran gritted his teeth secretly, and pulled Mr. Andy forward.

Xia Qiqi turned around and squeezed into Song Mengsheng's office: "I said you are really amazing! How did you do it?"

Song Mengsheng sat on the desk proudly: "Know it with reason, and move it with emotion."

Xia Qiqi applauded exaggeratedly: "666!"

Song Mengsheng jumped off the desk, raised his chin arrogantly, and explained confidently: "Actually, Bo Shen was too anxious to work and had no time to talk to me, so he agreed casually."

Xia Qiqi made another "888" gesture: "I can't praise you in words! Have you opened your mind? You know how to start with his car?"

Song Mengsheng chuckled, and said cheerfully: "I thought about it carefully, all of his thousands of suitors, from appearance and family background to work and conversation, are all very good! I can't be too low-key and give my rival a chance. And I was able to drive Lu Boshen's beloved car out..."

"You can open it, which means that you are still a little special to him! Look at that vixen Peng Ran, who is still ready to move towards his brother-in-law, his face turned black just now!" Xia Qiqi put her arms around Song Mengsheng's shoulders, and the two of them Laughing and bending over.

Song Mengsheng patted Xia Qiqi on the shoulder, and the two of them quietly chatted about some little secrets, and then each went to work.

When it was time to get off work, Song Mengsheng decided to implement the second step of the plan.

The first step, in fact, is just to practice with the eyes of these people.

It's not very important for them to be amazed, the most important thing is to show Lu Baishen a look.

But the night before, she also heard that Lu Boshen was usually working overtime and was reluctant to go home. It seemed that it was because of the original body.

In the past, the original body used to go out to hang out everywhere, plus Peng Ran and his aunt Shen Ningyi's various instigations, saying that seeing Lu Baishen every day made him sick to his stomach.

They smashed water glasses, burned the curtains, and jumped out of the window...

Later, Lu Boshen was unwilling to go home.

"You can't live by committing sin!"

Song Mengsheng didn't know how many times he felt this way.

Dressed up beautifully, drove the cool bull, and ran all the way to the above-ground parking lot of the Lu Group Building.

However, she was stopped by security at the gate of the group building.

"I'm sorry, young mistress, there is a ban." The security guard wiped the sweat from his head in embarrassment.

Every time, seeing the young mistress is very difficult to deal with.

I can't forcefully drive them away, and I'm afraid of offending them.

Song Mengsheng raised his hand and wanted to give the big security guard a fist: "Why hasn't my ban been lifted yet? Why are you so stubborn and insist on stopping me? Didn't I have nothing to do when I came last time..."

The big security guard insisted on performing his security duties: "Young Mistress, are you sure? When you came to the company last time, your new boyfriend..."

Song Mengsheng almost fell off the steps: "Shut up."

Brother Security was very helpless: "Why don't you contact Young Master Lu or the President's Office?"

"I came here to surprise you!" Song Mengsheng probed into the hall.

Just when I was about to speak, I found a luxurious car just coming behind me, and pointed to it: "Look, my important client is here, please help me to receive it!"

The security guard took advantage of the situation and looked over.

Song Mengsheng raised his foot and ran into the hall.

 When the security guard turned his head, Song Mengsheng had already run out of the revolving door.

"Isn't it? Young Mistress!" The security guard chased after him in agony.

Song Mengsheng had already forced his way to the elevator entrance and pressed the call button.

By chance, I got off an elevator, and Yu Zhiyue in an orange suit walked out of it.

"Why are you here?" Yu Zhiyue's originally handsome smile turned cold in an instant.

Song Mengsheng raised his eyebrows, and glanced proudly at the man in front of him: "Does it have something to do with you? Also, please be more polite. Even if you are the vice president of the Lu Corporation, but I am a young mistress, and I have no official position than Are you older?"