Went to the wrong table on a blind date, got married to a cold and beautiful CEO

"I'll tell you!"

"I'll just say it!"

Seeing that Ling Yu did not deny it, Little Fatty Shen immediately shouted excitedly:

"Mingyue Building, I asked why the company name has the names of my senior brother and my sister-in-law. It turns out that this is a company opened by my senior brother with my sister-in-law's money!"

"Jiejie, senior brother is simply a role model for us men. To reach this level of being a soft-boiled man, you are simply the biggest winner in life!"

He sighed sincerely.

What's the most popular saying right now?

"It won't take long for me to get a promotion and raise my salary, become the general manager, become the CEO, marry Bai Fumei, and reach the pinnacle of my life!"

His senior brother did it perfectly!

His recent good fortune was nothing in comparison.

However, Ling Yu was filled with dark thoughts. When did he become a model of a soft-cooked person and a hard-edged person?

"Little Fatty God, I'm familiar with you, but I still have to explain a few things to you clearly!"

Seeing that his senior brother became serious, Little Fatty Shen had no choice but to become serious.

"First, Mingyue Building was opened by me and has nothing to do with Mingyue. She doesn't know that this company is mine!"

"Second, senior brother doesn't have to eat soft food, and your sister-in-law has never cooked a meal for me!"

"Third, are you the market development elite recommended by the company?"

The little fat man automatically ignored his first two points and didn't even believe the punctuation marks he said.

He understands that no man who eats soft rice will admit that he eats soft rice. If he has the opportunity to eat soft rice in the future, he will definitely not admit it!

Therefore, Little Fatty Shen just answered Ling Yu's third point: "Brother, it's not just me! I was recommended by the general manager and the marketing manager. My abilities have been recognized by them, and I am the elite among the elite! "

"Elite shit!"

Ling Yu was a little speechless: "What level are you, my senior brother still doesn't know?"

"Hey, senior brother, what you said is a bit shocking!"

Shen Xiaopang insisted and said shamelessly: "Although I haven't studied much, my ability is really no worse than anyone else, especially good at serious nonsense! Doesn't developing the market rely on a mouth and good looks? It happens that I am both Yes, I have!"

Ling Yu: "..."

I don’t know if he has eloquence or good looks, but this little fat guy definitely has some shame.

Probably bulletproof!

Lin Fan was inexplicably replaced by this little fat man, which was indeed not unfair.

Because people with thick skin are often luckier.

At this point, Ling Yu sighed and said: "Forget it, since I chose you, I won't hurt your self-esteem, senior brother, but the cooperation on this project is very important, you must negotiate it, okay?"

Little Fatty Shen chuckled and said, "Senior brother, can I say no?"

"no!"

Ling Yu said firmly.

"Haha, that's it! Since you don't allow me to say no, then even for my senior brother, I will definitely work hard to win this project!"

Little Fatty Shen patted his chest and said.

It was Ling Yu's turn that he didn't believe the radical part of his words. The little fat man must be fighting for the 100 million commission! His name is Ling Yu, not One Million!

But now that the matter has come to this, the only option is to let him go.

After sending Little Fatty Shen away, Ling Yu made two consecutive phone calls.

The first call was for Huang Leehom. After asking him why he sent a weirdo to take charge of this project, he also asked him to provide two assistants to Xiaopang Shen.

Otherwise, even if the little fat man has luck and face, he may not be able to sign this contract without any professional qualities.

The second pass is for Nangong Wu.

Ling Yu still felt that it was very unreliable to leave such an important matter to Xiaopang Shen, so he still wanted to meet the big boss of Tai'an Military Industry.

Nangong Wu, who is a candidate for the heir to the Dragon Kingdom's number one conglomerate family, can definitely help him with this kind of thing.

"Haha, Master! Our Nangong family does have connections with Tai'an Military Industry, and we have a way to contact their boss, but if I want to make an appointment with their boss, I'm afraid I don't have enough space!"

Nangong Wu was also very excited when he received his call: "But again, I want to meet with their boss under another person's name. He will definitely meet."

Without him having to say anything, Ling Yu knew who that person was.

That's who he was before!

Wolf King of the North!

Seeing that Ling Yu didn't speak, Nangong Wu continued: "Master, you should know that these international military-industrial groups are war fanatics and admire the heroes on the battlefield most. As long as they hear the name of the Wolf King of the North, their boss will definitely I will take the initiative to fly over to see you, Master!"

"Okay, then you can help me make arrangements, but I have a condition. You can meet me, but you can't reveal my true identity!"

Ling Yu said firmly.

"Haha, my disciple understands! But Master, I also have a condition!"

Nangong Wu was not a filial disciple, and he never helped Ling Yu for nothing.

"Say!"

"Master, you are going to teach me some martial arts moves in the next two days. I also need to quickly improve my strength!"

After hearing Nangong Wu's request, Ling Yu thought for a while and agreed: "Okay."

Anyway, he has asked Qin Mingyue for two days of leave for this matter, so he can arrange his time freely.

"Thank you, Master! I have one more thing to tell Master. The Peak Martial Arts Tournament will start next week and will last for three months. Our Nangong family has already reported Master's name!"

"What? What name did you give?"

Ling Yu said in shock.

"Of course it's not your real name, nor is it the Wolf Warrior King. Master, don't worry! As for the name, you will know it when the time comes, haha..."

Nangong Wu deliberately gave it a try.

As long as his identity is not revealed, Ling Yuqi can do whatever he wants.

On the other side, after Xiaopang Shen returned to the company, he dressed up and set off.

He was originally on a business trip alone, but he didn't know why. The general manager temporarily assigned him two more assistants.

Laura and Lily.

Although not as sexy as Manager Zhu who wears black stockings all day long, it is still pretty good for him.

Accompanied by a female assistant, the little fat man looked even more confident, holding his head high and setting off in the eyes of his male colleagues with envy and hatred.

That night, I flew to Zhuhai City and arrived at an important industrial town on the coast of Longguo.

Along the way, Laura and Lily were still very enthusiastic about Little Fatty God!

Of course, this is a relative of the general manager, and if this task can be successfully completed, he will be promoted and raised, and receive a million-dollar commission.

Although he looks a bit disappointing to the audience and a bit shameless, his character is not bad. Being able to have a good relationship with him will definitely be of great benefit in the future!

Little Fatty God has fallen into the trouble of happiness!

He was actually thinking about whether to marry Mei Jiali and take care of Xiaohongmei for the rest of her life.

However, Mei Jiali didn't like him at all!

Even though he sent her a message telling her that he was now a senior white-collar worker with a monthly salary of 8 yuan, Mei Jiali still ignored him.

forget about it!

What is there to say?

People can't hang from the same tree. Since he has a choice, he also wants to try hanging from a few more trees to see which tree can hang him to death.

The three of them got off the plane and came to a hotel.

Laura was about to go to the front desk for consultation, but suddenly she was stunned!

Lily thought she was a little strange, but she didn't know what was going on. She thought she was just trying to be lazy, so she went to consult herself.

"Excuse me, do you still have a room?"

"Yes! How many of them may I ask?"

The male receptionist responded enthusiastically, but when he looked up, he was suddenly startled!