Quick Travel: Cannon fodder, she is beautiful, Lu Ziye

woman!

Their president has a woman!

It’s still such an ambiguous position!

After video conferencing, in other electronic devices, various messages can be sent at an extremely fast speed.

They are about to have a president, CEO, husband, and people!

Even Jiang Yu, the always picky head of the design department, was lucky enough to feel the spring breeze today.

He rubbed his ears in disbelief.

Was it my ears that heard the words "not bad" coming from Mr. Jiang's mouth?

In the video conference, Jiang Yu was sitting upright, looking like a gentle and polite gentleman: "Do you have anything else to add about this meeting?"

Bai Nuannuan was leaning against the door of the study room with a smile.

It was obvious that she didn't do anything, she just stood there as usual.

...still wearing his white shirt.

The shirt was neither long nor short, just enough to cover her buttocks, revealing a pair of white and straight legs.

Jiang Yu's eyes darkened as he remembered something.

He stretched out his hand towards her, and the latter raised his eyebrows slightly, without any pretense, and walked towards him.

The upward eyes were charming and charming, and Bai Nuannuan seemed to have been opened up overnight, attracting Jiang Yu with every move and gesture.

In the video, Jiang Yu, who originally found them quite pleasing to the eye, now felt that they were extremely noisy.

I noticed that Mr. Jiang was easy to talk to today, so he brought up all the cases that he had been suppressing before.

"Mr. Jiang, the previous plan to open up the outer coast and remodel the resort is now at the point where we are cooperating with the relevant builders..."

"Mr. Jiang! The cooperation plan that was previously proposed to let the new generation's top stars be the spokespersons..."

"..." It's really noisy.

He reached out to turn off the microphone and pushed the notebook away sideways. Most of the people disappeared from the screen, leaving only a full bookcase behind Jiang Yu.

The movement of pulling her to sit in his arms was extremely skillful.

Jiang Yu smiled and put his arms around her slender waist. Listening to the noisy video conference, he felt a headache for the first time in these tasks.

"I don't want to work anymore."

Bai Nuannuan was amused by him and giggled. She approached him deliberately, looked straight at him, and whispered: "How can you support me if you don't work, Mr. Jiang?"

The last two words were stretched out by her unconsciously, as if she was deliberately acting coquettishly at him, tickling his heart.

"You weird little goblin..."

I couldn't help but want to rub her ears and temples together, and the ambiguous sounds kept coming, and I rolled up the white shirt on one side of her clothes...

"Mr. Jiang? Mr. Jiang, are you still here, Mr. Jiang?"

The ministers who finally discovered that their immediate boss was gone asked: "Mr. Jiang?"

"Mr. Jiang?"

For a moment, the word "Mr. Jiang" was like a curse. Even if Jiang Yu had intentions, the atmosphere was gone.

Bai Nuannuan couldn't help laughing, and boldly stretched out her hand to rub his face, which was as dark as the bottom of a pot for a moment, and coaxed: "Go, my Mr. Jiang~ Remember to support me when you make money~"

Seeing her getting up, she was about to leave after flirting with him, leaving Jiang Yu with his whole body full of fire.

Jiang Yu narrowed his eyes, and at the moment she was about to leave, he exerted force on his wrist, inserted his fingers into her black hair, and kissed her deeply.

Seeing her watery eyes, her mood suddenly became very good, and she let go: "Go, I will come to you in 10 minutes."

Bai Nuannuan glared at him several times and opened her lips at him silently.

Old rascal!

Hanze employees, who had been shouting for five minutes, finally welcomed their immediate CEO.

——It’s just that the president’s face doesn’t look good.

Ming Huanghuang looked dissatisfied with his desires.

And the suspicious bitten lip corner——

As if they reacted belatedly, one or two of them chose to be quiet.

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Jiang Yu's low pressure was obvious, and he criticized the plan submitted by various ministers a few minutes ago. His words were as sharp as a large Shura field.

Their heads were very low, like quails sitting in a row.

Only Assistant Li seemed to have discovered something, his eyes were shining brightly.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Yu ended the video conference on time.

As soon as he opened the door to the study, he saw that Bai Nuannuan was already wearing his coat out of boredom and wandered into the kitchen, looking for something to eat.

For no reason, Jiang Yu's shoulders relaxed, as if he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Bai Nuannuan walked around the kitchen and came out again. She kept thinking about how to make a reasonable breakfast with the Australian lobster that was delivered this morning.

Suddenly she saw Jiang Yu standing at the door of the study, smiling at her.

Subconsciously, he waved to Jiang Yu, and his tone was natural and not too exaggerated.

"Jiang Yu! I'm hungry, please cook for me."

The latter didn't hesitate at all, and responded to her almost instantly: "Okay."

*

As the clock in the hall gradually points to the number eight, the minute hand and the second hand coincide again, and the British-style stalactite pendulum clock is struck.

A crisp sound, not very loud.

The waiters who greeted guests at the door bowed respectfully and kept shouting the words "Welcome".

A woman wearing black sunglasses and a mask covered her face tightly.

The lobby manager saw the value of her clothes, quickly put down the things in her hands, and stopped talking to the new waiter next to her.

Faced with the woman's concealing actions, the hall manager didn't act too strange.

After all, their hotel is famous for its strictness, and they have seen many celebrities who cover up like women.

"Dear lady, is there anything I can do to help you?"

The woman ducked back warily, as if she was resisting the manager's excessive approach: "I'm looking for someone, room 407."

The words are simple.

The lobby manager smiled and turned sideways, took two steps forward to lead the way for the woman: "Okay, madam, you can take the elevator upstairs first."

The woman did not refuse, stepping on five-centimeter high heels and striding forward.

When she arrived in room 407, the woman stared at the lobby manager warily: "You can leave."

"If necessary, ladies can go to the hotel's front desk for help. I wish you a happy life."

After speaking, the manager walked towards the direction he came from without looking back.

After seeing him leave in the elevator, the woman relaxed and rang the doorbell.

Soon, a male voice came from inside, impatient to be disturbed: "Who is it?"

The woman's eyes were cold and she gritted her teeth and said, "I am Jiang Yue."

The chaos in the room quickly disappeared, and half a minute later, the door to the room was opened.

The bohemian Zhang He even had a bright lipstick mark on his face, and three buttons of his clothes were unbuttoned, revealing some ambiguous scratches from just now.