Chapter 266

"Ah? Reward? "

Song Yarong does not understand how that is a reward!

"Go to sleep."

Jin Beihan didn't say much. After taking her back to her room, she directly found a new quilt to separate the two people. The bed was hooked up, so she didn't have to go to the sofa to sleep.

When song Yarong realizes that Jin Beihan wants to neglect himself, the whole person is surrounded. Does the man think that this will cause any threat to himself?

Lying in the quilt, song Yarong looks at Jin Beihan with his back to his figure. She almost laughs in the quilt. She can't wait for this! God knows that after getting up every morning, the man's body reaction is too direct to her, which makes her want to run away every time!

Song Yarong continues to be happy in the quilt. Jin Beihan also knows what she is happy about. She is so angry that she still insists on her action.

The next morning, song Yarong opened her eyes and found that there was a wall and a meat wall in front of her. The whole person was confused

Subconsciously to look at the two people's posture now, found that... Actually is their first drill in! Song Yarong is not very nice.

"Good morning, good morning."

Suddenly see the man opened his eyes, song Yarong subconsciously to say hello, with a smile on his face, want to directly not admit what he has done.

"Well, good morning."

However, the man did not respond, light should be a, then get up, tidy up their own, turned out of the room.

This makes song Yarong not able to react for a long time, the man before is not like this at all!

Of course, Jin Beihan is still angry now. He can only use this way to face song Yarong. If he attacks her, he will get the opposite result.

Song Yarong was helpless, but she didn't know what to do. She carefully went up and saw Jin Beihan dodging. She felt a lot of loss.

With this kind of loss to go to work, song Yarong can't lift the spirit all day long. At this time, she finds out how much influence men have on herself.

Even others felt something wrong: "Yarong, what's the matter with you?"

"Ah? It's OK, it's OK. "

Song Yarong suddenly returned to her senses, patted her face, and quickly patted her wandering away.

Wan Shanshan was also a little worried and didn't say much, "the president called you to go there. Would you like to go up?"

"What do you want me to do?"

"You have to listen to this project, too, so..." Wan Shanshan knows that song Yarong in this state is not suitable for the past, but she can't help it. It says that song Yarong must be wanted.

Song Yarong nodded, took the information of this time, and went up.

"What's the matter with ya Rong?"

"I don't know. Isn't it the days of every month?" Zhang Min has been tossed about by her aunt recently, but it's hard enough, so naturally she thought of that.

Wan Shanshan touched her chin: "it's very possible. I'll prepare something for her later."

They turned back to their position and continued to work. Wan Shanshan took a look at Zhang Min, and her mouth was slightly crooked. Fortunately, the girl didn't do anything. Otherwise, she might not have worked here for a long time.

Song Yarong plans to go upstairs. As soon as she passes the front desk, she sees a very coquettish woman coming in with a smile on her face. Her figure is vividly outlined by her hip skirt, which can be described as very sexy.

Song Yarong can't help but look a few more, and then he hears the woman say to the front desk, "are you Mr. Jin here?"

"Do you have an appointment with this lady?"

"Oh, my name is Fang Menghan. I have an appointment with Mr. Jin to meet you today."

Song Yarong is a little stunned. Fang Menghan is familiar with this name.

"Ah! You're the one! Isn't that supermodel? "

The front desk lady suddenly yelled, her eyes were bright, almost all of them were close to her.

Fang Menghan nodded slightly, admitting his identity. "How can I find Mr. Jin?"

"Just a moment. I'll check it for you."

In a flash, the front desk lady turned into a working state, with a standard smile of eight teeth on her face. She didn't flash when she saw a star's eyes. It can be said that she changed her face very quickly.

Song Yarong is curious. What does this woman want to do with Jin Beihan?

At this time, a woman came from the door of the company, some fat, no, should be said to be plump, not good-looking, but very patient, panting at Fang Menghan: "Menghan, what are you doing so fast?""You are too slow. I am in a hurry to find Mr. Jin." Fang Menghan lifted his hair for a while. It seemed that there were many kinds of customs and attracted many people's eyes.

Song Yarong stood there watching for a long time, but also had to admit that such a woman is very attractive, that figure, that face, even if it is a supermodel, there is a face that can attract people at a glance!

Suddenly think of their work to report, song Yarong quickly turned his head, toward the elevator.

Just by chance, Fang Menghan and the woman also came in.

Song Yarong subconsciously rubs against the side for fear of accidentally meeting this super model who looks extremely high and cold. This should be Mr. Jin's big customer.

With this in mind, song Yarong stares at the elevator floor and goes up one by one, suddenly feeling her stomach is swelling.

Subconsciously took a look, did not expect what is going on, the elevator will arrive, song Yarong toward them with a smile: "please."

"It's a bit of a wink." Fang Menghan snorted, lifted his hair and went out.

What does that sentence mean? You just pissed her off?

Unable to understand, song Yarong can only restrain her mind. Turning her head, she sees Fang Menghan and the woman waiting in the VIP room here, while Jin Beihan's female secretaries are quietly discussing the woman.

"I know her, supermodel. Ah, she was on the news just a few days ago!"

"My God, that's a great figure!"

"What did she come to the president for?"

"I don't know, ah, isn't it the president's admirer?"

"I don't think so..."

Song Yarong looks at Fang Menghan again. Unexpectedly, her eyes are suddenly opposite. Her heart is a little tight. She turns her head and knocks on the door of the president's office.

"In."

The man's cold voice comes out. Song Yarong is a little nervous. After opening the door, she walks in carefully.

The shoes on my feet fell on the thick blanket, and there was no sound at all. I had to sigh about the strength of the blanket.

It's just a little soft. Song Yarong thinks so. Her steps are not steady. She is about to arrive at Jin Beihan's side. She doesn't know what she has stepped on. She screams subconsciously. As soon as she raises her eyes, the man already hugs her.

"How can you be so stupid?"

The brow is tight wrinkly, Jin Beihan's face is not very good-looking, looking at the high-heeled shoes on her feet, the discomfort on her face is more obvious.