Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

Fu Jingting handed the spare key and instruction manual to Xu Qingcheng, "You set the password and fingerprint yourself."

Xu Qingcheng held the spare key with her fingers, and she squinted at him, "You want a golden house to hide your beauty?"

"Can you hide it?" The man snorted.

"It's definitely impossible to hide." Xu Qingcheng stuffed the spare key back to him, she raised her eyebrows, arrogant and arrogant, "It's only for my golden house to hide men, if you want to hide me, in the next life."

The reason why he didn't take her to Jingshan No. [-] was probably because the head of the Fu family said that he was afraid that his entanglement with her would make it difficult for him to escape.

Xu Qingcheng wanted to say that she did not reject Fu Jingting as a secret tryst to avoid people's eyes and ears.

But she doesn't want it this way.

Even if Xu Qingcheng falls into the dust, she still has her pride.

The woman turned and went out, Fu Jingting stared at her back, but couldn't help but smile.

He clicked his tongue.

The haughty and proud little look of her with her little chin up is so damn exciting.

……

After Duan Heng reported his work, he fixed his eyes on Fu Jingting, and the man looked up at him, "If you have something to say, let it go."

Duan Heng coughed and tapped his neck, "Would you like to cover it up here, I'm going to cut the ribbon this afternoon."

After the photos are taken, the clues will be watched. I am afraid that the company's internal forum will fall again.

Duan Heng, a man, doesn't quite understand the concerns and meticulousness of these women.

A senior executive in the group fell into a divorce drama caused by a photo.

It is said that the inspection photos of the female executive surnamed Chen at the project site were published on the group news, and someone found the tie mark on her wrist and thought she had suffered domestic violence.In the end, it turned out that she was cheating and playing SM with someone.

Fu Jingting tilted his head and touched his neck with his fingers.

The woman bites hard, but he only does it when he knows she can't help it.

There was an evil look at the end of the man's eyes, and the more she did this, the more excited he became.

Like a feisty beast, desperately trying to prove his claim to the land.

This kind of wildness has been suppressed in my heart for too many years, and it seems that I can't hold it anymore when I have a channel to vent.

Fu Jingting was silent for half a second, and said, "Take a Band-Aid."

Duan Heng immediately handed it over.

Fu Jingting glanced at it, took it over, and scolded him, "Get out."

Duan Heng immediately get out.

He also listened to the instructions later, "Don't talk too much."

……

Xu Qingcheng was going to die of anger, the three-party billing was not groundless, nor was it a smear.

There is indeed such a thing, and it is an input problem of procurement and financial processing.

This matter can be big or small. If it is handled well, it will be passed safely. If it is not handled well, it will cause a wave of public opinion and make investors lose confidence in the prosperity.

Xu Qingcheng made an appointment with the tax staff, and wanted to find out the depth of the tone first.

In the evening, she directly settled in the Imperial City Clubhouse.

When Xu Qingcheng arrived, he didn't expect that Zhuang Wei would also come. Zhang Ke knew her better, so he told her in a low voice, "Director Zhuang is in charge of your affairs, and I specially asked him to come here. Tell him well, Let him advise you."

The old god Zhuang Wei was looking at her, Xu Qingcheng's face was a little cold, but he couldn't just walk away.

She did enough psychological construction before allowing herself to sit in the lead and accompany position with a smile on her face.

In this banquet, nothing serious was discussed, and Zhuang Wei's Tai Chi skills were very good, and he could push her questions away with just a few strokes.

What is drinking and not talking about work? If she only drinks, will she drink with him?
However, since the other people present were pretty good friends and supported Shengshi a lot, Xu Qingcheng still wanted to sell some thin noodles, so she drank a few cups along with her.

Since Xu Qingcheng took over Shengshi, what she has learned the most is to obey the soft, and if she refuses to accept the soft and hard, she has the strength to carry it hard. She thinks that she has no strength, so she has to soften her waist.

The same goes for drinking.

As soon as the high-strength liquor was opened, the waiters poured it next to each other. When it was her turn, Xu Qingcheng said coquettishly, "I am a woman, and a woman cannot be compared with a man. Brothers, let me drink red wine to accompany you, okay?" ?”

Zhuang Wei only felt that his skull was numb. The former Xu Qingcheng was the iceberg beauty, making people want to subdue her properly.Now that the ice has melted, it still makes people's legs weak.

The sound of her coming out made people lose their teeth, and they couldn't say anything embarrassing.

It's just that the guest of honor today is Zhuang Wei, and he always wants to nod, "Director Zhuang, Miss Xu has spoken, let's see if you can take pity on her."

Zhuang Wei squinted at Xu Qingcheng, with undisguised lust in his eyes, he laughed and refused to release the water, and made up his mind to get her drunk.

When the woman brushed her hair back, she could see red marks on her neck behind the ears, and a person like Zhuang Wei understood what that meant.

Ye Wenhan said that Xu Qingcheng can play well, but he still doesn't believe it.

Now there is some trust, it seems that after leaving Ye Tinghong, this woman is more and more open.

Zhuang Wei's eyes were undisguisedly eager to try. Others knew each other at a glance, so they didn't say much.

Xu Qingcheng knew that tonight might be difficult, so she took a hangover medicine first, and sent a message to Song Chang, telling her to come and pick her up.

Song Chang is a media reporter, no matter how rascal Zhuang Wei is, he has to weigh it for his career.

Xu Qingcheng made arrangements and sat down to drink after making sure nothing would happen.

But Zhuang Wei is an old fritter, he didn't take advantage of Xu Qingcheng, and Xu Qingcheng would never want him to let go.

In the middle, Xu Qingcheng went to the bathroom. She couldn't hold on to the liquor, so she secretly vomited some.

Xu Qingcheng felt that this would be the end if she continued to drink. Whether it was Ye Chengnian's instruction or Zhuang Wei's ulterior motives, she would not get any benefit from Zhuang Wei.

"Are you there?" Xu Qingcheng called Song Chang.

"Here, get on the elevator right away. I'll wait for you at the door of the private room." Song Chang hung her camera bag on her shoulder, making a phone call with one hand, and pressing the elevator button with the other.

"Well, I'm washing outside the private room—you... let go!"

Zhuang Wei reached out and snatched Xu Qingcheng's cell phone and cut it off, covered her mouth with one hand and dragged her into a corner.

Xu Qingcheng's cold and stern voice suddenly came from the phone, followed by a beeping sound of hanging up.

Song Chang said hello a few times, she cursed, and when the elevator arrived, she immediately squeezed in, blocked the door to prevent others from entering, and flashed her press card, "Sorry, I have an important task, next time .”

Taking advantage of a group of people in a daze, she immediately turned off the elevator and said to the elevator attendant, "Twelfth floor."

The elevator rushed up, and Song Chang broke into Xu Qingcheng's private room. A group of people were so drunk that they didn't know that there was no one in the room.

Song Chang was so angry that he kicked the door of the private room.

Reaching out and grabbing a waiter, "The laundry outside the private room... What are you washing?"

The little girl was yelled at by the sharp-eyed woman, and stammered, "Wash, washroom?"

"take me."

When Song Chang kicked open the door of the men's bathroom, Song Xingzhi cursed.

Song Chang looked inside, but there was no one there.

She also glanced at his thing in passing.

Song Xingzhi, "..."

Then Duang closed the bathroom door, and left her very considerate sentence, "Brother, go ahead, don't hold back."

Song Xingzhi's face turned dark.