CEO: My daughter-in-law said she wanted to protect me

"Can you finish eating so many takeaways?" He raised his eyes and asked slowly.

She nodded and shook her head.

"Forget it, let me work hard to help you." He looked like he had suffered a lot.

She opened her mouth to refuse, but the other party had already sat down politely, opened the takeaway bag familiarly, took a cup of milk tea, and drank it on her own.

"It's peach flavored, I want to drink it." The voice was as soft as a mosquito.

Zheng Yanlang took a sip, put it down, shook his head and said the taste was average, if you like it, give it back to you.

She shook her palms, endured it, and muttered to herself: You've already drank the fuck, how can I drink it?

In order to prevent her favorites from being touched by him, she childishly put her favorites on the coffee table, opened them one by one, sat lazily on the ground, feasted, and stared at the TV screen, which was playing "Pet Lover".

The woman in front of her was wearing loose home clothes, her hair was messy, her eyes were swollen, her bare feet were curled up casually, her fingertips were covered with oil stains.There is no such thing as an executive of a listed company, a naked house girl.

Zheng Yanlang imitated her and sat on the ground, side by side with her, ate a piece of fruit, and asked slowly, "How long is Special Assistant Song going to rest?"

Song Yuye pretended to be uncomfortable, and said weakly, "I'm not feeling well yet, not much, just rest for a week." She just wanted to be a salted fish now.

"Mr. Song from Northeast China will come over tomorrow, and we have a dinner appointment tonight. Special Assistant Song will start working tomorrow!" He didn't speak, and made arrangements on his own.

"I told the personnel to extend the vacation." Naturally, she would not listen to his arrangement.

Zheng Yanlang pursed his lips, and said lightly: "Okay, it's best not to go back to the company this month, but I promise, your salary this month is as good as your number of days of work."

Song Yuye laughed dryly, and said shyly, "Don't, I'm just joking, I'm fine, I'll be fine tomorrow, I can go to work." As he spoke, he pushed Malatang in front of him courteously.

"You've eaten it, how can I eat it?" He glanced at her with a disgusted expression, she must have also disgusted her for drinking her milk tea just now.

Cut, she immediately took it back and took a big bite, whether she liked it or not.

……

After not returning to the company for a few days, Song Yuye thought that everyone would talk about her being beaten, but everyone kept silent and greeted her politely as usual, as if that incident never happened.

Song Yuye met in the elevator, a man with a big belly came in, about 60 years old, followed by two people who looked like secretaries or assistants.

The man's face was ugly, and Zheng stopped all cooperation with him. On the surface, he thought the price of their materials was too high, but he didn't want to lower the price to the cost price. Not only was there no profit, but labor and transportation were required. .

The reason why Mrs. Zheng did this was because her daughter Cao Xiurong hit Mrs. Zheng's CEO's woman a few days ago. The new Mr. Zheng is young and courageous, and he does things mercilessly.I wanted to point to my future son-in-law to speak for me, but he quickly divorced.The man complained endlessly.

Song Yuye nodded to the man as a greeting, but the man didn't move.Song Yuye got off the elevator on the next floor.

Seeing her leaving back, the secretary behind the man suddenly said: "This woman's background is very simple, there is no backer, Miss Cao beat her, how could it make Mrs. Zheng not cooperate with us?"

The man sneered and asked the secretary behind him: "Do you think she is pretty?"

"Pretty." The secretary replied honestly.

"As long as a woman has a pretty face, most of the men are willing to stand up for her." The man sighed, this time he was really killed by his stupid daughter, who is not good to offend, offend Zheng Yanlang's woman.

……

In the black Bentley, Chu Xiao sat in the driver's seat, and Jiang Yuyi sat in the co-pilot shyly with her head down.Song Yuye and Zheng Yanlang sat in the back seat, sitting on both sides, deliberately keeping a certain distance.Zheng Yanlang turned his head to look out the window, while Song Yuye stared intently at the tablet in front of him.

"Something went wrong with the ancient town development project in Zitong Town, and there are still seven companies that do not agree to sign." Song Yuye placed the tablet in front of Zheng Yanlang.

On the screen were some on-site pictures and materials of the development project of the ancient town. Zheng Yanlang took it and swiped it a few times, and calmly ordered: "Take some time to look at this project. Don't delay this project any longer. This week, the remaining original residents must sign and move." Walk."

"Okay, I see." Song Yuye nodded, retracted the tablet, inadvertently touched the back of his hand with his fingertips, his earlobe was slightly red, quickly retracted the tablet, and looked out the window.

She reminded herself that Zheng Yanlang already had a girlfriend, so don't try to flirt with her.What can you not promise others?After all, people are going to marry a wife and have children, so stop thinking about it!The more restrained she is, the more uncomfortable she feels.

Zheng Yanlang took a look at her, she was completely different from yesterday's slovenly house girl, light blue shirt, black high-waisted trousers, high-heeled short boots, khaki windbreaker jacket, delicate makeup, a proper urban pretty girl .

In the box of a five-star hotel.

Zheng Yanlang shook hands politely with Mr. Song from the Northeast, said some polite words, and sat down.Song Yuye sat beside Zheng Yanlang and looked at the boss with the same surname as her.

Song from the Northeast is always a tall and burly man, like an iron tower. People in the Northeast seem to be very tall. The weather here in H City has just entered autumn. It was hot, so he took it off and threw it to the assistant beside him.

"Mr. Zheng, I like you." The man, with the boldness unique to Northeast people, raised his hand to signal the waiter to bring up the wine, poured six glasses, and said, "Mr. Let's do it first." The man said and drank the three cups with his neck up.

Two-two-five cups, three cups is seven-two-five, Chu Xiao and Jiang Yuyi on the side secretly sweated.Zheng Yanlang glanced at Song Yuye, hesitated for a moment, and was about to pick up the cup with his slender fingers.

"Mr. Song, I'm Mr. Zheng's special assistant, Song Yuye, we're in the same family. Mr. Zheng has a little cold these days, and he's worried that he won't be able to greet you, so he specially asked me to have a drink with you. I did it." Song Rainy night got up suddenly, picked up a glass of wine and drank it cleanly, followed by a second glass, and a third glass.

The smile on the man's face was even stronger, he said with a smile that Zheng Yanlang had come prepared, he gave a thumbs up and praised Song Yuye for his boldness.

Zheng Yanlang smiled lightly, looking at Song Yuye, who was drinking with men, with a worried expression on his face. He didn't know how much she drank, and she had pretended to be drunk the few times before.

The two bottles of Moutai on the table were drained quickly, and the man hadn't had his fill of fun yet, and it was rare for him to meet a bosom friend in the south, who was still his sister from the same family, and asked his subordinates to bring another box of Moutai.

Zheng Yanlang's expression changed, and he teased Song Yuye to stop drinking.

Song Yuye shook off his hand, and said with the strength of wine: "Brother, you are my own brother, I will definitely make you happy when you come all the way here, contract, what contract, who said the contract, Secretary Chu Is it you? Today we mainly want to accompany Mr. Song to be happy, how can we propose a contract? Mr. Song is my brother, will my brother not sign it?"

Chu Xiao understood immediately, took out the contract and handed it between the two, but Song Yuye pushed it away.

The man's alcohol was also a little bit up, he grabbed the contract, and said in a rough voice: "Sister, don't you say that so you're out? Contract, contract, pen? Pen?" the man yelled.

Chu Xiao handed over the signature pen with both hands, and the man didn't look at it carefully. He turned to the last page and signed his name, and asked the assistant behind him to stamp his official seal.

"Brother, you really love my sister, what's the point of drinking from a wine glass? The whole bottle is dry." The goal has been achieved, Song Yuye wants to make a quick decision, just drink the other party down.

The men agreed with her proposal very much, and each held a bottle to drink, muttering, "Sister, next time you come to brother's place, brother will cover you."

Zheng Yanlang frowned slightly. If this woman drank any more, something would happen. Just as she was about to stop her, the man was already lying on the table with the bottle in his arms and started snoring.Song Yuye pulled the man up reluctantly, "Get up, get up quickly, and continue to drink, do you still have half a bottle?"

"Song Special Assistant, it's all right, let's go!" Zheng Yanlang pulled her away.

Jiang Yuyi picked up her coat and followed.Song Yuye had never been drunk before, and was always three points drunk in the past.She knew that Zheng Yanlang seldom drank, and if he had to deal with a big man from the Northeast, he might drink so much that his stomach would bleed and he would be sent to the hospital. Isn't the duty of the special assistant to solve the president's problems?
When the car reached a small bridge, Song Yuye couldn't stand it anymore and yelled "Stop".Chu Xiao slammed on the brakes, and the car came to a steady stop. Song Yuye pushed the door open, covered her mouth, staggered to the next pass, and started to vomit, her stomach was overwhelmed. Drinking too much of the best wine would make people feel uncomfortable.

"Drink some water." Zheng Yanlang unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to her.

She took it, took a big gulp and spit it out, drank it and spit it out again.Zheng Yanlang's heart tugged, and he patted her on the back.

"It's okay, I'm not drunk." She suddenly raised her head and smiled at him.

Zheng Yanlang breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second she took off her boots, raised her hand and threw it into the river, screaming loudly, pulled Zheng Yanlang and said, "How is it? Is my water float really good?"

Is this TM not drunk?Zheng Yanlang frowned into the word Sichuan.He wanted to take her back to the car, but she refused to let go, her cheeks were flushed, and she shouted, "Help, some traffickers want to abduct me."

There are occasional pedestrians on the road late at night, only the wind whistling past, with a sense of gloom.

"Be good and stop making trouble, I'll take you home." Zheng Yanlang tried to hug her up.

She twisted her body like a loach, suddenly her face became serious, she pointed at Zheng Yanlang with her index finger, approached him and whispered, "I'll tell you a secret, I used to be a prostitute, and I was raped by three Men have played at the same time, isn't it very good." She laughed wantonly after speaking.

"Rachel, you're drunk." Although the drunk man couldn't believe what she said, his heart was inexplicably congested when he heard her say that.

She shook her head, her whole body became insane, crying and laughing for a while, pulling at Zheng Yanlang's collar and crying: "Do you dislike me very much, do you think I'm dirty?"

"No, no." Zheng Yanlang put his arms around her and kept saying, "You will always be the girl in my heart who smiles and has eyes like the moon."

……

Sunshine came in through the gaps in the curtains, and there was light in the room. Song Yuye rubbed his forehead, struggled to sit up, and had a splitting headache. Finally, he realized the feeling of being really drunk, and it was not uncomfortable at all.

She was naked under the quilt, she must not remember what happened last night, she randomly found a bathrobe to put on, and opened the curtains, the strong sunlight hurt her eyes.Looking at the layout of the room, it should be a hotel suite. Who brought him here?Jiang Yuyi?She shouldn't have so much money to open such a nice suite?Chu Xiao?He won't take off his clothes?Zheng Yanlang?He has a girlfriend, so can't he avoid it?
"Sister, are you awake?" A pleasant male voice came from the direction of the shower.

Song Yuye followed the voice to see a completely unfamiliar face, 22 or [-] years old, just after taking a bath, with a bath towel around his lower body, his skin is so fair that women envy.

"Who are you?" Song Yuye asked coldly.

The man scratched his head and said that a Mr. Zheng gave him 1 yuan to come and accompany her.

Mr. Cheng?Zheng Yanlang?He is really generous, finding a duck for himself, he is indeed a good boss in China.Because of her anger, her chest began to heave violently. She found her bag and took out the cash in it, threw it to the man, and said coldly, "Get out, get out now."

The man took the money, put on his clothes, and was pushed out the door by Song Yuye before he could button up his buttons.

The condom at the head of the bed was removed, and three were used. The messiness of the big bed reminded her of what happened last night, and it was still very intense.She actually slept with a duck.Song Yuye sat on the edge of the bed decadently, wanted to cry but couldn't cry, and angrily threw the pillows and hug pillows on the ground.

……

On the 33rd floor of Zheng's Real Estate, the employees of the president's office gather together in groups of twos and threes to discuss something, laughing from time to time.

For some reason, Song Yuye felt that the laughter was very harsh. These people must be laughing at himself, laughing at himself for sleeping with a duck last night.

"What are you all doing together? Have you finished your work?" Song Yuye stood in the middle of the office with a dark face, and reprimanded loudly.

Everyone was startled, and one or two wanted to defend themselves. Seeing that her face was not right, they all returned to their seats, sat down and bowed their heads, not daring to vent their anger.

Chu Xiao glanced at her, then at the president's office, and with a wink, signaled the president to look for her.

Angry, Song Yuye pushed open the door of the CEO's office, and the perpetrator sat calmly on the boss's chair.

"What do you want from me?" She didn't even say the most basic address.

"What? Assistant Song is not satisfied with my arrangement last night?" Zheng Yanlang raised his eyebrows, and happened to meet him when he raised his eyes.

Song Yuye squeezed her fingers, held back her anger, sneered, put her hands on the desk, and said with a sneer: "I like it, I like it very much, but next time Mr. Zheng wants to reward me, just discount it, and get along with men." I like cash more than I do."

Zheng Yanlang nodded, saying that he would consider it next time.

"I'm going out if I have nothing to do." Song Yuye's tone was as cold as ice in the twelfth lunar month. Without waiting for Zheng Yanlang to speak, she went straight out of the office. When she went out, she bumped into Huang Wanru inadvertently. She nodded slightly as an apology, and walked away.

It was because he joked too much, Zheng Yanlang curled his lips, asked Huang Wanru to wait for him for a while, and told Chu Xiao to let Song Yuye come over again.

Chu Xiao said that Special Assistant Song had gone to Zitong Town.

"Who told her to go?" Zheng Yanlang frowned and spit out.

"Didn't you ask her to stare at it?" Chu Xiao said in surprise, Song Tezhu was the one who was drunk last night, the president should have never touched a drop of alcohol.

Zheng Yanlang was speechless for a moment, he seemed to have said it.