One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

Zhuang Chuchu snorted coldly in her heart, isn't it just a project, what to pretend, if Long Muyun hadn't taken a liking to him, she wouldn't have cared about him.

The woman was very thoughtful, a gleam flashed in her eyes, and then she smiled, "Mr. Smith, I won't play tricks with you. Tell me, how can I give the project to Long?"

After hearing Zhuang Chuchu's words, Smith raised his head and smiled, looking very funny.

"Miss Zhuang is worthy of being Mr. Long's secretary, she is very refreshing."

Xu Zhuang Chuchu guessed what he was thinking next, showing a concealed smile of triumph, "Thank you, let's talk."

"It's just a project, I don't care, but a beauty like Ms. Zhuang is hard to come by. As long as you sleep here tonight, the project will naturally go to Mr. Long."

After finishing speaking, Smith narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, showed a perverted smile, and stared straight at the beautiful Zhuang Chuchu.

In this situation, the woman did not panic too much, and her face was still calm and breezy.

She has big sparkling eyes, full of innocence, but it makes people unable to penetrate her inner thoughts, which are unfathomable.

The woman smiled and nodded without hesitation, "Okay."

Her decisiveness and straightforwardness really caught Smith by surprise, he paused for a moment, and after he realized it, a sly smile climbed up his chubby cheeks, "Okay, that's the decision."

Zhuang Chuchu twirled the smart black beads, and continued to say to Smith with an innocent face, "I think Mr. Smith has to give me a guarantee, what if you don't mean what you say?"

Smith smiled lightly, as if he had some plans, took out his mobile phone and dialed, then hung up after saying a few words.

A few seconds later, the doorbell rang, the door was opened, and then a graceful foreign woman walked in from the door.

From the formal attire, it was obvious that she was Mr. Smith's personal secretary.

"Mr. Smith, what are your orders?" the woman asked respectfully.

Smith didn't even look at the woman, his squinting eyes still fell on Zhuang Chuchu, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he ordered the secretary clearly, "Send the signed contract to Mr. Long."

The secretary was obviously taken aback when she heard this, but her good professional ethics still made her nod obediently, "Yes."

After finishing speaking, he took a deep look at Zhuang Chuchu, who was calm and breezy, and then exited the door.

Mr. Smith smiled triumphantly, raised his thick eyebrows and asked, "Can Miss Zhuang feel at ease now?"

Zhuang Chuchu smiled sweetly, shook her head slightly, and continued, "That's not enough, what if your secretary doesn't find Mr. Long at all?"

"Don't be afraid of this. When the contract is in Mr. Long's hands, my secretary will call. It won't be too late for you to fulfill your promise."

Even though Smith was insidious and cunning in the mall, he was still dazed in front of the beauty and didn't realize that he had fallen into the trap that Zhuang Chuchu had set for him step by step.

Zhuang Chuchu secretly smiled inwardly, this is what she wanted, nodded lightly and said, "Okay, then wait."

This Uncle Smith was indeed a lecherous king as rumored, and he never expected to be hooked so easily.

And at this moment, Mo Nanchuan, who had nothing to do and wanted to chat with Zhuang Chuchu, came to Long Muyun's room.