Chapter 915

On Friday night, Meng Wanyao attended the quarterly dinner of Meng group as the future new project leader.

After leaders' speeches and various commendations, we are looking forward to the free combination dance.

Meng Wanyao is naturally reserved by the middle and high level of many companies. In order to better cooperate in the future, Meng Wanyao should go one by one.

After three or five dances in a row, her physical strength began to be a little weak. At the end of a dance, Meng Wanyao sat down in the rest area to have a rest. Someone handed her a drink at hand. She said thanks and sent it directly to her mouth. The fragrance of milk instantly moistened her taste buds.

She gulped down a glass of milk, and then she felt that she had recovered most of her strength.

Suddenly, she turned her head and saw that there was no one to deliver the milk. She looked around and finally saw Lin Zheng's flash in the crowd.

Bang! coward!

"Mr. Meng, would you like to dance?" Meng Wanyao's thoughts are interrupted by a man's voice. She turns her head and looks over to invite the new financial director of the group.

"Good."

Meng Wanyao got up and followed him to the dance floor.

There are three dances in succession. Meng Wanyao turns back to the rest area, quietly takes off her high-heeled shoes and gently rubs her ankles.

Next to him was another cup of milk. Meng Wanyao turned her head, just opposite Lin Zheng's eyes.

She pick eyebrow: "do not drink milk, drink."

Lin Zheng Leng Leng: "no, you can't drink."

Meng Wanyao stood up and said, "I've danced six dances. I'm tired and hungry. Then you can invite me out to have something to eat."

Lin Zheng wanted to refuse, but the word "no way" turned out to be: "OK, let's go."

Meng Wanyao does have a tired face, and she has stomach trouble. I'm afraid she will suffer if she doesn't eat.

Lin Zheng and Meng Wanyao leave quietly from the side door.

When Lin Zheng drinks, Meng Wanyao wears high heels, and neither of them can drive. Lin Zheng reaches for a car and Meng Wanyao stops it: "isn't there a car over there..."

Lin Zheng looked in the direction of her finger. It was a bicycle

"The bicycle is too slow. Aren't you hungry?"

"It doesn't matter. I want you to take me with you on your bike."

"I don't know whose car it is, so it's not good to ride it."

Meng Wanyao said with a fork: "Lin Zheng, can you be a little manly! Can you make it easier and more neat? "

Looking at her insistence, Lin Zheng did not hesitate: "OK."

Soon after, Lin Zheng rode over and stopped beside Meng Wanyao: "can you come up?"

"Of course!"

Meng Wanyao raised her skirt and sat down: "OK, let's go!"

"Sit down." Lin Zheng said that the car started all the way along the brightly lit street.

The road was smooth and there was no bump. Meng Wanyao held the back seat firmly and asked, "how did you tell the security guard?"

"It's said that the car belongs to the employees of Monteggia group. I'll pick it up for the owner."

Meng Wanyao said with a smile, "guess why the security guard will allow you to ride away?"

Lin Zheng was stunned: "is the car yours?"

Meng Wanyao picked an eyebrow: "it's not stupid either."

Lin Zheng suddenly laughed: "pass the speed bump ahead, hold on."

Meng Wanyao put her hand around his waist and said, "don't worry."

Lin Zheng's body was stiff. The car slowed down a little and passed the deceleration belt smoothly. Meng Wanyao hesitated for a moment and withdrew her hand from his waist, but was suddenly held by his big palm.

"... there's a speed bump ahead." Lin Zhengdao.

Meng Wanyao quietly laughed, arms around his waist again, ears on his wide back.

The bustling city with lots of traffic has a gentle taste.