After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Yan Haoyue looked at the young and beautiful girl in front of her with a pity: "Did you just rub against Mr. Bo?"

The little girl's eyes sparkled with excitement, "Yes, Director Yan, you didn't tell me..."

Yan Haoyue immediately interrupted her: "You can rub your legs, but you can't talk nonsense. When did I tell you to do such a thing? Fengxing is a regular company, not a pimp. What is your name?"

The little girl, who was not very experienced in the world, thought that she had made a first-class contribution, so she quickly announced her family name: "My name is Monroe, Director Yan, and the dinner tonight..."

Yan Haoyue raised her lips and smiled lightly: "Monroe, right? You performed well today. I will say hello to the finance department and just go and receive the layoff compensation directly."

"...?"

Monroe petrified in place.

Yan Haoyue stepped on her high heels, turned around and took a few steps forward, then paused and couldn't help but remind her: "Oh, by the way, you'd better die in your stomach just those two times. Don't show off with your mouth and no skills."

"Director Yan, it wasn't you who asked me to..."

Yan Haoyue immediately distanced himself from the relationship, "I never asked you to seduce Party A, or do you have evidence? Are you going to Mr. Bo's place to join me?"

"..."

Yan Haoyue walked back to the office with a happy face.

Monroe rubs these two times, wonderful!

The price difference of one billion can be reversed.

She sat on the executive chair, turned around leisurely, and called the manager of the Shilla Hotel.

"Clear the rooftop restaurant for me tonight."

"But Mr. Yan, there are several regular guests who have reserved seats for tonight. Is it not good to ask them to cancel at the last moment?"

Yan Haoyue tapped the table with her fingertips, "No matter who made the reservation, let them cancel. The top floor has been reserved tonight."

The manager on the other side of the phone was worried, "But there are a few important people to us..."

Yan Haoyue's voice was a little louder: "I don't care what important guests you have, no matter how important it is to have a popular big party? Let me tell you, tonight Mr. Bo, who is masturbating, will go to the Shilla Hotel for dinner with his little wife. , except when you are serving food, you are not allowed to disturb me at other times! Anyone who cannot greet this God of Wealth will pack up and get out tonight!"

"Yes, yes, I understand, Mr. Yan."

I just finished explaining the people below and hung up the phone.

The landline on the desk rang again.

As soon as he picked up the answer, it was Yan Chen's scolding voice: "Yan Haoyue, the story of your extortion has spread throughout Fengxing! Who allowed you to do this? If Mr. Yan knew that you were raising your price in front of Party A..."

The dialogue is very loud and ear-piercing.

Yan Haoyue took the phone away in disgust and said in a harsh tone:

"So what if Mr. Yan knows about it? I am here to help Fengxing create Q4 financial report income. The price difference of one billion is easy to come by. Do you think there are many business deals in the world that can be so generous? Are you full enough to hold on? Just want to scold me?"

Yan Chen said sternly: "Speculation has done too much, and it will have a very bad impact on Fengxing!"

Yan Haoyue chuckled softly, "Am I a speculator? That's right, I make black money, and you make clean money. If Fengxing didn't have people like me who are speculators, people like you who are rigid and rigid in doing things will soon die. Oh yes. Okay, what happened today was not done by me alone, Yan Huan and I did it together. If you want to file a complaint, go and file it as soon as possible."

After saying that, she put the phone back on the landline with a bang.

She sat back on the executive chair and looked at the contract on the table, her eyes brightening again.

Yan Chen is the unlucky one!

Specifically here to ruin her good mood!

She grabbed the huge contract and clicked her high heels briskly in the office, feeling extremely happy.

A price difference of one billion!

Yan Chen is some otherworldly Shabi?

How can you make money by doing business without making black money?

Make good money?

Especially the big capitalist like Bo Han who played capital games and had as much money as waste paper. She was kind enough to bleed him to prevent him from burning too much money!

She turned her eyes and called the monitoring room: "Turn off the monitoring in the large conference room on the eighth floor."

"Okay, Director Yan."

……

Over here, in the large conference room on the eighth floor.

Colleagues from both parties A and B were almost gone, and Xu Zheng was sent by Bo Hanshi to follow up on the follow-up work.

In the huge conference room, only Qiao Yu and Bo Hanshi were left.

Qiao Yu looked calm and stood up and walked out of the conference room: "Mr. Bo, let me take you to visit Fengxing."

As soon as she turned around, she was taken into his arms by those big hands from behind.

The moment her back pressed against his chest, Qiao Yu's eyelashes trembled.

He stood behind her, wrapping her entire slender body in his arms, and a pair of faint shadows were reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The man is tall and straight, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs, and has a cold and ascetic temperament.

Although Qiao Yu has a slender frame, she is clearly 168cm tall naked, but in his arms, she looks a little clingy.

The body shape difference between men and women is slightly larger.

But it is exceptionally well-matched and eye-catching.

The big male hand with clear joints gently held her slender waist, and with a little force, he pressed her waist and hips against his lower abdomen.

So hard and so soft, so tight that there is no gap.

Qiao Yu was about to remove his hand from her waist when a hot kiss fell on her ears and temples, like drizzle, dense and gentle.

"Baohanshi...!"

Hearing her call him that, a low joking voice escaped from the man's throat: "Why don't you call me Mr. Bo?"

His lips were close to her ear, kissing her every now and then. The kiss was not heavy, light and tingling.

Qiao Yu tilted her head, trying to hide away, but she was in his arms, hugged tightly by him, and there was no way she could escape.

"When it's cold, please let me go first."

"Don't let it go."

He stood behind her, lowering his head and pressing it into the crook of her neck.

The cold cedar breath on his body mixed with the light agarwood instantly surrounded her.

Qiao Yu was confused for a moment.

The big hands locked around her waist were indeed a little tighter.

He kissed her ears and temples, but obviously, he was not satisfied with just such a kiss.

As they kissed, he turned the person in his arms to face him.

The hot kiss fell on Qiao Yu's lips in an instant.

This time, the gentle kiss gradually became heavier, with the usual strong possessiveness.

The man's big hand clasped the back of her head and pressed her against the floor-to-ceiling window. Their lips and tongues intertwined, attacking the city.

The longing for so many days, like a flood that opened a flood gate, found an outlet in an instant. For a time, Bo Hanshi was a little out of control.

It wasn't until he felt the person in his arms struggling hard that Bao Hanshi stopped, pressed his forehead against hers and sighed softly: "You haven't missed me at all after being apart for so many days?"

"..."

Seeing that she didn't speak, Bo Hanshi frowned slightly, grabbed her waist with his big hands and pressed her into her arms, "You just rubbed me with your high heels during the meeting, why are you acting like a little piece of wood now? After the contract negotiation, you don't want me anymore?" "