The frightened Liang Xiaoyu and Xin Zezhao's lacquered eyes are opposite. The deep eyes seem to have magic power, which attracts Liang Xiaoyu.
Seeing Liang Xiaoyu staring at himself, Xin Zezhao's calm face shows a flash of smile.
"Hold on."
"Ah?" Xin Zezhao good-looking peach blossom eyes light swept to his arm, cool small Yu at this time just reaction come over Put your hands on it.
"Don't disgrace me."
"Don't bring me if you feel ashamed..."
"Are you my wife or my secretary? Who will you take without you?" Xinzezhao light frown, "or do you want white-collar wages do not work?"
"Come on, President of Xinda, it's the next day! Ben! Time! Between! Ah Cool small Yuqiang resist the impulse of rolling eyes, with a fake smile, word by word to emphasize.
But Xin Zezhao didn't think so. He chuckled: "haven't you heard the word overtime?"
"Then remember to pay me overtime!" Seeing that Xin Zezhao has completely exposed the ugly face of capitalism, Liang Xiaoyu will not let himself suffer too much.
"If you don't perform well, you will get a bonus. Besides, your clothes and look are very expensive."
Xin Zezhao, who always talks with facts, chokes and has nothing to say, but Liang Xiaoyu is not willing to admit defeat: "just give it back to you, don't say you want to count this dress as my salary."
"Are you sure you want to give it to me now?"
Xin Zezhao gently picks her eyebrows. Her dark eyes seem to be covered with starlight. She looks at Liang Xiaoyu with great interest. Later, she is not satisfied and bends slightly.
Thin lip then ambiguously stopped in cool small Yu's small ear, gently exhaled: "it's not good in public, go back to take off."
"You Playing hooligans again Liang Xiaoyu, who is in a rage, raises her delicate eyebrows and stares at Xin Zezhao angrily. She can't help pinching Xin Zezhao's arm.
"Come on, stop it." Xinzezhao suddenly collected all the expression, recovered into a cool expression, with a cold Xiaoyu speed up the forward. The sudden change makes Liang Xiaoyu unable to keep up with Xin Zezhao's steps, and he almost trips over his skirt and falls to the ground.
"Ah! Xin Zezhao! You are so... " The original words of complaint were about to be uttered. When he saw a swarm of reporters pouring out before the elevator door was closed, Liang Xiaoyu swallowed them wisely.
"Too what?" Xin Zezhao narrowed his eyes and looked down at Liang Xiaoyu.
"It's brilliant." Liang Xiaoyu is bashful, smiling and flattering.
"Oh."
"Ding" clear prompt sound timely for the cool small Yu Jiewei, as Xin Zezhao stepped out of the elevator, as the waiter pushed open the door of the banquet hall, cool small Yu a spirit, holding Xin Zezhao's arm hand unconscious use of force.
As soon as he entered, Liang Xiaoyu was attracted by the huge and gorgeous crystal chandeliers that lit up the whole venue. Everywhere, there were champagne, red wine and delicious food, as well as gorgeous ladies and men who had a cup of wine. Celebrities who had only seen on TV gathered here.
"Just follow me." The cold words are like a reassuring pill, slightly calming Liang Xiaoyu's fast beating heart because of tension, constantly cheering himself up: be calm! For your bonus and overtime pay!
"Ze Zhao, why are you here now?"
Before Liang Xiaoyu got used to the place surrounded by the strong upper class atmosphere, someone had found them and came forward to say hello.
"He Bo, long time no see." Xin Zezhao slightly bent the corners of his lips, showing just the right polite smile.
"This is..." He Bo, who looks very kind with a smile, soon notices Liang Xiaoyu beside Xin Zezhao and asks with a little surprise.
"This is Dong He of Hongfeng group." Xin Zezhao's long hand makes an elegant arc in the air and tells Liang Xiaoyu the identity of the person in front of him.
Liang Xiaoyu pursed her mouth slightly, revealing her two pear vortices, which were both sweet and polite: "Hello, He Dong."
"This is my secretary, Liang Xiaoyu."
"Oh, Hello, Miss Liang." He Dong clearly responds to Xiao Yu's greeting, and then turns his attention back to Xin Zezhao.
Although Liang Xiaoyu didn't quite understand the dialogue between Xin Zezhao and He Dong, he still stood upright beside Xin Zezhao, kept smiling and listened quietly. There was no trace of impatience between his eyebrows. He was a qualified gentle and quiet female companion.