100 ways to be a scumbag boss

"I like that he looks good." He still has dark green energy, very beautiful and abundant...

Of course, it was impossible for her to say the next words.

Song Guizhou lowered his eyes and laughed softly. The loneliness on his face made people feel a little sad. The veins on the back of his hands swelled slightly, and his tall back became rickety for a moment.

You said the same thing to me back then.

"I see."

His reaction was too calm, with only a few hints of sadness circulating between his brows. Even Yuan Dahai found this reaction unbelievable.

Originally, I was thinking that if Xiao Song and Xiao Ming got into a fight, who should he distract from them, but I didn't expect that they wouldn't be able to fight at all!

Hey... there is no blood at all, if he is Song Guizhou, he! He didn't dare to fight Ming Gaye!

Well... it's certainly not easy being in a high position.

"My number and address have not changed. If you need anything, call me anytime."

He bent down slightly and looked at the little girl. The twinkling light in his eyes was serious. He clasped the armrest of the sofa with his palms. The intensity of his strength showed that he was not as calm as he appeared.

"Uncle Ming is very good to me." She rejected all Song Guizhou's kindness with just these words.

The moment Yuan Dahai heard Jin Huan speak, a layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead. How could the master speak like this!

Doesn't that block your own escape route?

When you are in the sea market, you have to hug these two thighs!

If Mingshi is not a good person, comes to a dark room or uses power for personal gain, she will at least have Song Guizhou to protect her.

But now, in front of Song Guizhou, he made it clear that he only had Mingshi in his heart. In Yuan Dahai's opinion, it was not something a rational little girl should do.

To put it harshly, he felt that the master had been bewitched by Mingshi.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to be so in love...

How can a little girl hang herself on a man? Even if they break up, they should still be friends with these high-quality exes. Even if they don't renew their relationship, they are at least a part of their circle of friends, especially someone like Song Gui. A blue-chip stock like Zhou and a good ex are truly a blessing for a lifetime. This relationship cannot be broken. There will be a lot of things to ask for in the future!

You still have to speak tactfully.

Although the master is very capable, he is still not tactful enough in dealing with people.

That is to say, Jin Huan doesn't know Yuan Dahai's thoughts.

If she knew that Gao Luo was going to give this person a big deal, Jin Huan could get everything she wanted by herself, and if she really wanted to do something, there would be no time to beg others.

With these men, what she desires is only their love and has nothing to do with anything else, so during the relationship, she only needs to do her best to be nice to one person, and then let everything go.

If she is indeed a human being, then she should follow these rules of the world, but she is not a human being.

Shen Jinhuan should live unscrupulously, without caring about anyone's feelings, just follow her heart and do whatever she wants. What does other people's likes and dislikes have to do with her? These people are at most a drop in the ocean in her long life.

"Call me." Song Guizhou was silent for a long time, his eyes were moist. No matter how well he hid his fragile sense of brokenness, his voice was still faintly trembling, but he still stubbornly repeated this sentence.

Jinhuan raised his head and glanced at Mingjiaye.

The smiling man finally spoke up, his tone was calm and slow, the kind of voice that made people very fond of him as soon as he opened his mouth: "Chief Song, it's good for everyone to stop talking."

Song Guizhou stood up.

The pale moonlight flickered on the tall back, and the lines on the suit were clearly visible.

The feeling of depression dissipated slightly the moment he turned around.

The sharp and cold eyes first fell on Ming Jia Ye: "Ming Jia Ye."

"Ok?"

"As long as you make her feel a little wronged, I don't have to sit in my seat."

Ming Jiaye chuckled, lowered his eyes for a moment, and when he raised his head again, there was only a desolate gloom in his pupils.