Chapter 15

I'm a little shy when I first meet you. My cheeks are stained with peach blossom, and my clear eyes are floating. Looking in the past, it looks like a deep ancient spring

Where she passed, everyone looked sideways, but she did not squint. She went to Xu Zhenyi and said with a smile, "am I good-looking?"

Xu Zhenyi opened his mouth, and the word "Zhenmei" had reached his mouth, but he swallowed it and buried it in his tongue. Instead, he nodded his head honestly.

This is... A reply.

"Mr. and Mrs. Xu, please come closer."

The photographer enthusiastically helped them choose the best posture to show their sweetness. "Mrs. Xu, put your lips on Mr. Xu's earlobe and close your eyes slightly. Yes, yes, that's it. Keep it."

Xu Zhenyi's keenest ears feel the heat with the unique fragrance of women. Facing the camera, he can't pick anything out, but he has a strong impulse in his heart

He wanted to turn his head to meet the affectionate lips.

Standing on the side, Xu Zhaomin sharply observed the rolling of the young master's Adam's apple, and laughed at the young master's mind.

According to Xu Zhenyi's request, they got the finished product after the film was repaired in an hour.

Holding the picture frame and touching the glittering wedding dress with her fingers, she was very satisfied with her "beauty in the golden age" and "money can make the devil push the mill..."

This is her "but..."

September was anxious to explain, but Shi Dong quickly went on to say, "yes, girl, when you agreed to this condition, you didn't say that you didn't count when there was force majeure. Now, no reason can be your reason."

Yes, September is a little upset. I really should learn how to deal with these people with Xu Zhenyi.

She didn't talk business on her own.

Also did not contact the shrewd businessman when making the contract intrigue.

Even in the face of these uncles and elders, it is rare to speak in such a large conference room. Now it seems that there are only two choices left for her.

... voluntarily quit Chu, or be forced to quit Chu.

In the future, no matter what Chu Zhengyang does, even if she takes off Chu's brand, she has no right to interfere.

"Chu Dong, I have a call for you."

The Secretary hands the phone to Chu Zhengyang. No one listens to what the person in the phone says. Chu Zhengyang gradually turns from sitting to standing.

Judging from the radian of his smile, it must be a big project.

"Let's have a rest for a while. One of our big customers pointed out that they wanted to cooperate with us, and the profit was considerable." He has long forgotten the little yellow haired girl in September and waved to you excitedly, "I've got it. At the end of the year, we can at least triple our dividend!"