Chapter 87

"Unlike the general manager, they don't want to be photographed in public, and they don't want to appear in the foreign media."

Song Qinghuan also thought, "well, I see. I want to know what they look like."

Yu Yang patted her on the shoulder: "don't worry, as long as there are opportunities in the company, you will see them one day, and then you will know what I said..."

All of a sudden, her voice stopped and her eyes were shining.

A moment later, she was very excited to point out: "Qinghuan, said the opportunity is coming, look, big boss! "Big boss!"

Song Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned his eyes, followed Yu Yang's eyes, and saw a tall and beautiful man standing at the door of the elevator, walking into the elevator gently.

At the same time, Yu Yang's voice was very disappointed: "Hey, I'm in the elevator!"

Although he walked very fast, song Qinghuan still saw half of his face, not any familiar face among the people she knew.

I don't know why, song Qinghuan's heart suddenly settled down.

There are three surnames in the company. She has met the general manager and the boss. Then the remaining special assistant must be her husband now.

Great, this cold smelly man has no escape.

However, this big boss is pretty, but he looks pretty. He doesn't seem to be so domineering as Yu Yangzhong. Sure enough, what she said is exaggerated, but as she said, she does have such a slight temperament.

Is there anything between big boss and her husband, so her husband should be attacked?

If so, then she could understand why he didn't want to marry hancici instead of pretending to marry her.

In this way, to make a figurative marriage, it must be because he likes men?

What's more, I like the big boss. Because of this, I will marry myself. Who let me say that I love the big boss secretly.

Forced to marry her, is to avoid and his rival. Yes, it must be like this.

Song Qinghuan gave 32 praises for her smart little head.

However, the person Yu Yang saw was not the same person as she thought.

Inside the elevator, Shi yuhanba stood in a corner with a cold and serious expression. Next to him was his secretary. He stood respectfully, staring at the rising number of elevators.

When the elevator stops on the top floor, step back immediately and respectfully ask to keep warm first.

When Yuhan entered his spacious office, he immediately ordered people to pour tea.

There was a large backlog of documents, but I didn't lift my head when I was in the cold. I was busy until 4 p.m.

It's getting cold, and it's getting dark. It's only four o'clock. It seems that it's almost dusk.

He got up and took his coat to leave.

When driving out of the parking lot, I saw song Qinghuan standing on the side of the road.