At the next moment, jiangbeiyuan's slender fingers slipped and silently deleted the two messages of adding friends.

Yannian takes a bath and steps out of the bathroom.

Against the light, a plain white goose egg face is light pink. It's a beige thin suspender with a nightdress. Its long hair is freely draped on its shoulders. It's flat on its abdomen. It's barefoot on the warm carpet floor.

Jiangbeiyuan's eyes fell on Yannian.

There's something wrong with her eyes.

There is desire, there is anger.

Yan Nian doesn't care about wiping his hair: "what's the matter with you?"

The man at the head of the bed pursed his thin lips, without saying anything, he pulled her over and pressed her under the body

……

The next day.

After the regular morning meeting, jiangbeiyuan strides towards the office.

Song Yikai followed him, coagulating the slender and straight figure of the man in front of him. He felt that jiangbeiyuan seemed to hold a breath today, and his temperament was much colder than that of the previous two days.

"Boss and boss,"

Song Yikai chased ahead and stood side by side with Jiang Beiyuan.

"Mr. Dong of MJ Group in France wants to invite you to play golf. When can I book a ticket for you?"

"No." The tone of jiangbeiyuan is very quiet.

"Oh..."

Song Yikai raises his hand and touches the tip of his nose. It's not easy to be an assistant to the boss. The boss turns his face faster than turning a book.

"Then let the vice president go?"

"Yes."

"Good boss, I --"

"bang."

Jiangbeiyuan had already returned to the office first and closed the door. Song Yikai was a little late, but he didn't stop. His nose hit the doorplate and he almost cried because of the pain.

He just wanted to say, "I've sorted out the materials for the meeting. Would you like to read them?" that's all.

"Bang --"

the door of the president's office opens directly from the outside.

"Jiang Ting!"

It's Xu kuangjie who comes in. He swings the car key with his index finger in his right hand. He has a flat face. He's careless and has no virtue.

Jiangbeiyuan sat at his desk and read the documents. His black eyes were like knives, and he seemed dissatisfied with his open mouth.

"Hey, guess who I just saw downstairs of your company?"

Xu kuangjie said, and sat down in front of jiangbeiyuan, playing with the Chinese catalpa pen on his desk.

There is no bird in jiangbeiyuan, and the noble head is low.

"Mengzi night, Mengzi night!"

Seeing that he was indifferent, Xu Guangjie took the pen holder and knocked hard on his desk.

"It's your old rival, the ugly loser! However, Meng Zi night was sued by someone who was meddlesome and ran to the teaching director's office! "

"Is it over?"

Jiangbeiyuan finally raised his eyelids, his body was bleak, and there was a hint of impatience in the depth of Meifeng.

"Hahaha, no more!"

Xu kuangjie stopped when he saw the situation was good, waved his hand and coughed twice. "Tell you the main thing. You asked me to investigate the accident ten years ago. Guess what, the driver killed himself immediately after hitting someone. It was obviously instigated by someone, and this operation is the same as that of the dead nurse."

It's just that words and thoughts are not killed.

Unfortunately, the little nurse died.

The driver of the two accidents is also a gambler who owes a lot of debt. After the collision, he immediately commits suicide, leaving no way for himself or any chance to be cross examined.

Jiangbeiyuan put down his pen, held his chin in one hand, and stared at the table.

Xu Guangjie frowned at him.

The eyebrows of this product are slender and moderate in thickness. When the eyebrows and eyelashes are lowered, there is always a kind of spirit of ancient immortal wind, unlike a mortal.

"And then?"

Jiangbeiyuan suddenly raised his eyes and buckled the front of his eyes, which seemed to be a little startled.