The Goddess President's Personal Soldier King

Ye Chen walked over to Ouyang Bing and sat down beside Ouyang Bing with the painting scroll, "Honey, don't look at me like this, maybe I will do something excessive."

As soon as he spoke, Ouyang Bing's face became frosty, "Can you stop looking at me so lewdly?"

"cannot!"

The atmosphere was a little awkward, Ye Chen smiled, "By the way, wife, you have already photographed this painting, should you give me a reward..."

"No!" Before he finished speaking, Ouyang Bing resolutely refused, and Ye Chen blinked: "Dignified CEO, why don't you count your words?"

"I know what reward you want, and I will never give it."

Ye Chen clicked his tongue, "I mean..."

"Repeat again, no!"

"I'm going, how can the dignified CEO be so domineering and earn you tens of millions of dollars, it's dollars, why can't you treat me to a meal?"

Ouyang Bing's beautiful eyes were full of water, revealing a bit of doubt, "You...the reward you want is...you mean that you want me to treat you to dinner?"

"What do you think?"

"I... I thought..." Ouyang Bing's pretty face blushed suddenly, and she couldn't utter the embarrassing words.

"Oh, I understand." Ye Chen looked enigmatic.

"What do you know?"

"We understand each other."

"I don't understand, please explain."

"Forget it, you'll be shy if you say it, but the dignified female president of the group will think about that..."

Ouyang Bing suddenly became anxious, "Ye Chen, tell me clearly, which aspect!"

"Come on, if I didn't say it, the feast will start soon, let's stop arguing, it will damage the image."

Ouyang Bing curled her lips, and she knew that she guessed right, this bastard must have thought about that, but he insisted on pretending to be pure, and in this way, it appeared that his thoughts were dirty.

What a bastard this man is!

With the successful conclusion of the auction, the feast kicked off.

Ye Chen and Ouyang Bing were sitting in the hall, and just said a few words.

I saw Ximen Wudi walking over with a goblet in his hand, with a humble expression on his face.

His face was full of friendship, and there was an affectionate smile on the corner of his mouth.

When talking, the size is very appropriate, "President Ouyang, why don't you go to the inner hall to have a rest, I specially prepared a candlelight dinner for you."

He ignored Ye Chen directly, and didn't even look at him.

Ye Chen was not angry at all, and before Ouyang Bing could speak, he rejected Ximen Wudi, "Don't bother Chairman Ximen, President Ouyang doesn't like that thing."

"This must be President Ouyang's male secretary?"

Ximen Wudi's words were still like a continuous spring breeze, but Ye Chen caught the disdain in his eyes.

"You say I am, then I am." Ye Chen replied casually.

"Since you are a secretary, you must understand the rules. You can't stop what the leader wants to do. You have to obey orders. Fortunately, you are under President Ouyang's subordinate. If you were under my subordinate, what you said just now may be changed." Bring you hell."

Although his words are still gentle, gentle, and even gentlemanly.

But how could Ye Chen fail to understand the meaning of the words.

Ye Chen rubbed his nose and smiled charmingly, "Under President Ouyang, it's my rule to work as a secretary if you have something to do, and to be a secretary if you don't have anything to do. Likes fucking men."

Ximen Wudi's face suddenly darkened.

But the weather soon turned, and he smiled and said, "I didn't expect President Ouyang's secretary to be so humorous."

"Chairman Ximen laughed, he is not my secretary."

Ouyang Bing said slowly, but his mind was still reminiscing about Ye Chen's sentence just now, do nothing* secretary.

He couldn't help but blushed for a while.

This shy and delicate appearance immediately made Ximen Wudi's blood spurt.

The previous unhappiness was swept away, and the irresistible smile appeared on his face again: "I think this gentleman is not the secretary of President Ouyang, or the distant brother of President Ouyang, right?"

Ye Chen has already seen through the person in front of him, he is nothing more than a wolf in sheep's clothing, he smiled: "My God... Chairman Ximen is really good at predicting things, Ouyang Baby applauded me when our car shook before Brother's."

Silence, deathly silence!

Not only Ximen Wudi's mouth opened wide in shock, even Ouyang Bing's expression was suddenly stunned.

There was raging fire in her beautiful eyes, as if she wanted to burn Ye Chen to death!

This bastard, why is he talking about everything, but after thinking about it, Ximen Wudi should give up in this way...

The loose words made Ouyang Bing's thoughts wander.

A few days ago, the scene of being tossed about with him once again came to my mind, and her pretty face couldn't help being as red as a peach blossom, beautiful and magnificent.

And Ximen Wudi at the side, seeing all this, felt desolate in his heart, couldn't help but gritted his teeth, and a glint of predation flashed in his eyes.

Ximen Wudi's face was a little miserable, and he forced a forced smile: "This gentleman is really funny, why don't we go have some candlelight dinner together?"

For this shrewd but tolerant rich second generation, Ye Chen didn't need to be too rigid with him.

So he readily agreed to the other party's request.

Then he took Ouyang Bing's little hand presumptuously, and followed Ximen Wudi into the inner hall he had arranged in advance.

Compared with the outside hall, the decoration of the inner hall is a higher level of gorgeousness, even luxury.

There is only one woman in the inner hall, wearing a kimono of the island country, kneeling on the ground, waiting respectfully for the arrival of the guests.

Seeing Ximen Wudi walk in, a happy smile appeared on the woman's face.

She hurriedly stood up and went forward to greet her, but she was met with a cold face from Ximen Wudi.

When she saw Ouyang Bing behind Ximen Wudi, the woman in kimono obviously froze.

The expression in his eyes was extremely complicated, he gritted his snow-white teeth secretly, and let out a low hum from his nasal cavity.

Then he turned his face to the side.

"President Ouyang, please sit down."

Ximen Wudi stretched out his hand very gentlemanly, Ouyang Bing stroked the hem of his skirt, and sat down gracefully.

The woman in the kimono snorted coldly, and said in a low voice, "Hmph! No matter how you look at it, she's just a chick, and I don't know why Chairman Ximen has taken a fancy to her!"

Ximen Wudi's expression froze, and he glanced at the woman in kimono with a murderous look in his eyes.

Then, Ximen Wudi poured Ouyang Bing a cup of imported Italian coffee.

Soon, the gentle fragrance filled the whole room, full of fragrance and incomparable fragrance.

Ye Chen couldn't help but look at the woman in kimono a few more times.

Suddenly remembered, isn't this woman Qiao Lan'er, the big star who became popular in Southeast Asia two years ago!