Waste Beauty is spoiled [Transmigration Book]

Chen Xing took Da Shuang to start a "difficult" struggle with two enemies and tens of millions on Weibo.

The gangsters on the Internet have ended up stirring up flames everywhere, if they hadn't seen real people, they would have believed it!

Talking about young people making appointments, indifference, poor study and no sympathy, occupying the latrine and not shitting, passing small animals without feeding or touching, maybe it is the devil in my heart.

There is no evidence for this kind of appointment, which is what the "revealer" said casually without mentioning it in advance.She's getting mad, okay?

Which baby knows that he is holding the wrong one!The mistakes made by the hospital and the adults all ended up on one child.

And what she couldn't accept the most was that those photos belonged to Heizi P!

The real person they met and the Jiang An in the news could be seen as the same person, otherwise she would not be able to recognize it at a glance.But it is very subtle, the subtle difference that can degrade jade into stone.

Just like this, there are still people who attack the boy's face.

Heitu is obviously a handsome guy, okay?

Chen Xing angrily contacted his classmates at the radio station to get the only clear photo.

It was captured on the day Gu Jun and the boy came to class.

The teenager standing next to the man had a slightly curved mouth, cat eyes, and red moles. He was wearing simple casual clothes, and the background was a blurred playground.

Clean and beautiful like a little prince.

As soon as this picture was posted on the Internet, it first attracted a bunch of dogs howling and howling that I can do it, and then they stared at it.Isn't this the civet cat of the Jiang family!So the happy tears that came to my mouth were swallowed back again, and I said that the P pictures of the navy are not realistic.

Chen Xing was so angry that he put on his vest and went on stage to quarrel for thirty rounds.

However, everyone who saw this photo was successfully led astray, and each discussion turned from a discussion about the waste of rich and powerful families to critical criticism of fake photos.

In short, no one believes that this photo is real.

Just kidding, this pretty one doesn't look like a human anymore, okay?

Obviously not alone!

While cursing, download the photo archive.

Needless to say, the level of the P-illustrator is quite high.

If you don’t save it now, you won’t have a place to cry when the photos are deleted. Doesn’t he look good as a screen saver?It's not real anyway.

"Ah, I'm so pissed off, how could there be such a person! It's a lie to scold the Lord with his profile picture!"

Chen Xing was rolling on the bed with anger, "Gu Shen doesn't care at all!"

Obviously, I looked like a baby pimple that day!She definitely didn't miss it!

"Who said it doesn't matter?"

Da Shuang calmly appeared from the upper bunk, pointed at the screen of the phone: "The hot search has been withdrawn."

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Jiang Group headquarters.

The meeting room on the 52th floor.

The senior leaders of the Jiang family in suits and leather shoes gathered in the room, with different expressions. Some of them crossed their hands on the table, shaking so much that people almost feared that he would show off their not young waist; It's just that the legs under the conference table still trembled uncontrollably.

As soon as the order email came in last night, anyone with a little brain could see that the leader who had been kind for three months was going to start making an example of others.

Facts have proved that they were not wrong. Gu Jun just arrived at noon this afternoon, and immediately followed by the senior management of various departments, they received a message to hold a group meeting.

Gu Jun joined the Ming faction for three months, playing the banner of being a stable subordinate and gently integrating the consortium.

Even those who are usually vigilant will believe that this young airborne officer is easy to talk to, and he is ready to get a little fishy secretly.

As a result, on the eve of the peaceful sea, the 'moderate' ruler personally 'slaughtered' an old chicken in front of them, to show them a group of self-righteous monkeys.

Wang Gong, who was the tallest jumper before, had a pale complexion and suddenly aged by more than ten years. He couldn't sit still, and lay down on the cold and hard tiles.

"Wang Gong is getting old, and it is common for his body to be not as strong as before."

The first man spoke in a low voice, crossed his knuckle fingers on the conference table, and clasped his little finger twice.

He smiled gently and said, "Xiao Ru, send Wang Gong to the hospital, contact the director for the best doctor, and make sure to see that he is fine before coming back."

A few words have decided that an old man will be scolded by his peers and spend the rest of his life in the court. The man's temperament is still gentle. The voice sounded again slowly and unhurriedly:

"As for the corruption issue---Wang Gong is an old man of the group, so he can sue after he is discharged from the hospital."

"Yes." The female secretary replied skillfully, and dialed the administrative phone with a smile on her face. Two tall and burly bodyguards appeared quickly, quickly and quietly said "You, you! You!" The old man who turned over was 'handled' out of the meeting room.

The female secretary smiled gracefully, nodded and apologized to the participants, and then lightly closed the door of the conference room.

At the end of summer and autumn, the group is filled with pleasant temperatures, but at this time, all the high-level executives in the conference room shivered unanimously.

Wang Gong has been in the Jiang family for more than 20 years, relying on his seniority, he wants to play tricks from the Ming school.

The new person in power didn't interfere at all for the first three months, and set up a circle in a tepid way, allowing the old guy to walk in with confidence. In the end, he turned his face with the old guy of more than ten years and said nothing. He was also completely kicked out of the Jiang family.

The soft-spoken and polite young ruler showed no mercy.

What he faces is not only being thrown out by his old club in disgrace at the age when he should be able to support his life, Jiang's legal team has already prepared a paper pleading that he must call him "no man and no money" during this trip.

This move is really ruthless to the end.

No one could have imagined that the young man with a gentle and elegant face would drive people to a dead end when he made a move.

This time, they had been stained with "meaty smell" before, and all of them sweated profusely, and the sweat flowed into their eyes, and they didn't even dare to wipe them.

Looking at the man in the main seat, he is still so gentle and easy to talk, but which one of you here dares to play tricks on the basis of his age?

I can't wait to minimize my sense of existence.

The Ming school is in a critical period of integration and expansion.

The core of its business is the R&D and expansion of artificial intelligence. The industry is booming and the market is huge. This will even be an invisible change that will change the modern economic structure.

Jiang's generous investment came in, and everyone was desperate to get a piece of the pie.

As for Gu Jun, who was airborne at this time and designated as the highest executor of the Ming sect, there were naturally temptations for both those who were interested and those who were not.

As a result, they were a group of old men, and it took three months until today to get a glimpse of the temperament of this young man in power.

The young person in power leaned back slightly on the seat, his slightly long and narrow star eyes were calm and majestic, with a polite smile on the corner of his mouth, and slightly raised his thumb: "Everyone, go ahead."

The R&D manager who was named trembled, stood up energetically, walked up to the giant screen projection almost at the same time under the sight of the man, and tried his best to open the first page of the information.

Under the high tension, he clattered the last page of the PPT, closed the materials prepared in front of him, stood up straight like a military posture, and waited for the person in front of him to speak.

The young man lowered his head halfway, his eyes fell on the documents in front of him.

The well-articulated knuckles tapped the thick black solid wood tabletop.

The R&D manager stood up straighter.

"There is no problem with the project, let's follow this information for now --- implement the plan for the third quarter."

"Everyone, if you have nothing else to do, you've worked hard today."

The man closed the documents and stood up with a flat complexion. The iron-gray suit wrapped his tall body and lined his face with deep features. Even if he said it with a smile, it gave people invisible oppression.

The secretary with exquisite make-up while sitting down turned off the computer quickly, and quietly and quickly stood behind the man.

The atmosphere in the meeting room became a little more relaxed, everyone stood up, and complimented politely: "Where, where, Mr. Gu has worked hard."

Before the R&D manager let go of his breath, he was caught by the man's peripheral vision, and the next second, Liu Tong, the civil assistant next to Gu Jun, walked up to him with the documents in his high heels, squinted his eyes and said softly: " Mr. Qin, regarding the project, Mr. Gu will make an appointment with your office to discuss in detail."

The R&D manager's eyes went dark for a moment.

He packed up the materials, followed the man as if he was dead, and walked out of the conference room with Liu Tong.

The self-controlled door opened quietly, and the high-level executives left the venue with exhausted smiles, and there was a slight sound of leather shoes stepping on the carpet.

When they came, they all had their tails up, but when they left, they seemed to have been severely injured.

The president's office is on the 78th floor of the headquarters.

There are three assistants behind Gu Jun, one meeting minutes officer, each of them is tall and long-legged, and the R&D manager is crowded in the elevator, sweating profusely from nervousness.

Thinking about it now, their President Gu, apart from his polite and distant smile, seems to have no other emotional changes in human beings.

'Crushing' a person to death, annexing several companies, men, women and children blocking the entrance of the group and crying, it's also business-like, and nothing seems to affect him.

nothing...

Can soften his heart.

The R&D manager carefully looked at the man with a naturally kind curve at the corner of his mouth from behind. Before the meeting officially started, he frightened himself to death.

He took a deep breath, and then saw the special assistant Lin Qi approaching Gu Jun suddenly, the other party turned his head, Lin Qi didn't know what to say, the man's expression didn't change, but slowly turned his watch twice.

The elevator stopped on the 75th floor, and the man strode out immediately, and nodded to him before exiting the elevator door. out of the elevator.

Qin Gong nodded dumbly.

He always felt that the moment the man turned around, he seemed to see a tangible murderous look!Dodged a bullet!

Lin Qi took a step behind Gu Jun, and compared to the calm Mr. Gu, he seemed a little flustered, giving orders to the other end of the phone, and hastily nodded to Liu Tong.

Qin Gong vaguely seemed to have heard the words "teenager", "children" and "unpopular search".

He looked dazed, while Liu Tong, who had strong professionalism, pointed to the elevator with a smile on his face, and said to the ecstatic R&D manager, "Mr. Gu has some housework to deal with, Mr. Tan, today's report is delayed, and I will trouble you."

"Whether it's hard work or hard work, it's what you should, be polite."

The R&D manager hurriedly replied, looking at the backs of the two people leaving, confused, he breathed a sigh of relief after realizing it.

After all, facing their Gu Zong single-handedly, just thinking about it would cause a heart attack.

But he immediately became confused again.

Mr. Gu, isn't he just eighteen this year, or is he in his twenties?

Where does the housework need to be dealt with...

The author has something to say:

Hey hey, of course it's the kind of 'housework' you want!

Don’t you want to post the story of the elementary school god and the big wolf dog (づ￣3￣)づ╭~, the pre-accepted school god wants to divorce every day [campus] liaogai, ouch