To be exact, this woman's temperament is very similar to Xiao Yan.
The whole body was full of pearls and jewels, and its face was smooth and smooth. Under the illumination of the light, it revealed a sexy smell. The perfume of the precious perfume on the body had already poured into the office at the moment of opening the door. Her sweet smile, let people almost ignore her age, only know that this is a woman who can be called the best.
Temperament determines the aura. This is an age of looking at temperament. But beauty and temperament, how can it be?
If beauty and temperament are not the best, then adding the word "rich" is not the goddess that every man covets?
Look at its face, look at its dress, anyone can judge, this is not an ordinary woman. To describe her as Bai Fumei seems to lack some truth. How can these three words control her elegant temperament?
After seeing this woman, Huang Xing felt a little bumpy in his heart. He always felt that he had seen her before, but he couldn't remember for a while.
Signs of memory loss? Huang Xing gave a bitter smile in his heart and stood up like a conditioned reflex.
The middle-aged woman walked in leisurely. The pattering of her feet was as clear and pleasant as if her high-heeled shoes were graduated from the Conservatory of music. They were so rhythmic and comfortable. Or, this is a pair of expensive shoes, stained with the noble atmosphere, it is unscrupulously releasing a different kind of charm and sexy for the host.
"Mr. Huang, please forgive me for coming here!" The woman put out a hand and laughed softly.
This smile makes the master relaxed and happy.
Huang Xing, like a demon, reaches out his hand to hold it.
Wu Qianqian suddenly seemed to have discovered the new world and blurted out: Mr. Ye! It's you, Mr. Ye!
The middle-aged woman tilted her head and was slightly surprised: Xiao Wu, why are you here?
Mr. Ye? Through Wu Qianqian's call, Huang Xing's brain ran at the speed of a computer processor for a few seconds, and finally remembered who the woman was.
Yeh Yichen! Famous housekeeper in China!
It's her!
Huang Xing suddenly remembered many details.
Xu Wenguang was grateful that he had saved hundreds of thousands for him. He invited himself to the big house for dinner and brought two beautiful girls with him. One was Feifei, the other was Xiaohui. In the process of dining, ye Yichen, the owner of the big house, also made a special toast in the past, which made Huang Xing a little flattered. Later, he drank too much wine, and even in the hazy with Xiaohui
Thinking, Huang Xing's face was hot.
But at this moment, ye Yichen suddenly came to Xinmeng commercial building to find himself. What's the situation?
Wu Qianqian was obviously familiar with Ye Yichen. She said with a smile: ye Jie and Huang Xing also know each other. How do you know each other?
Ye Yichen tilted his head and said: you say it first.
Wu Qianqian said with a smile: me... Ha ha, I'm a classmate with president Huang. A classmate who is worthy of the name.
Huang Xing felt a burst of shame in his heart. His classmates were just classmates. What's the point of adding so many adjectives?
Yeyichen is also very humorous, asked with a smile: Pro students, a class?
Wu Qianqian's eyes blinked: that's not true! Among our classmates, the most promising one is him.
Huang Xing said quickly: don't beat me in the face, Wu Qianqian. I'm a worker. The most promising is you, big star, big host.
"My father?" Wu Qianqian bluff tunnel: the most promising how to become my father? My father is a peddler.
It's a joke. It's a little cold.
Wu Qianqian seems to be aware of this, quickly change the topic, Chong Ye Yichen said: Mr. Ye, I don't know how you and Huang always know each other?
Ye Yichen said: we know each other by fate. Two days ago, Mr. Huang went to our big house to have a meal. I bravely went to have a toast. That's how I got to know each other.
Wu Qianqian was stunned and asked Huang Xing: did you go to the big house for dinner?
Huang Xing nodded: what's the fuss?
Wu Qianqian gently punched Huang Xing's arm in good faith: cut, why don't you call me?
Huang Xing wry smile: the occasion is not suitable. Call you next time!
Ye Yichen lost no time to say: next time I'll make an appointment to entertain two distinguished guests alone. It's a great honor for you to have dinner at the gate of our house. Besides, I'll give you a full list when you go to the mansion in the future.
Huang Xing also joked: don't! Mr. Ye, let me tell you that the host Wu is a very rich woman with a lot of money. If she goes to the big house, she will kill her.
Wu Qianqian stares at Huang Xing: I am still unmarried. How can I use the word "rich woman"?
Huang Xing asked: what should I call it?
Wu Qianqian thought about it and said: I don't know.
Huang Xing said with shame: that's Bai Fumei? Rich girl? Local tyrant?
"Come on, come on!" Wu Qianqian gently pushed Huang Xing: don't hurt me, I can't afford it.
Huang Xing reaches for ye Yichen to sit down, Wu Qianqian accompanies her to sit on the sofa, while Huang Xing sits opposite.
Tauffy began to serve tea for everyone.
"This is Mr. Huang's assistant? Secretary? Or... "Ye Yichen looks at the pretty girl in front of her, and can't help guessing.
Huang Xing nodded slightly: Mr. Ye has good eyesight. She is my secretary, Tao Fei.
Ye Yichen said with a smile: there is such a beautiful female secretary around, I wonder if Mr. Huang still has the heart to work?
Huang Xing also simply responded with a joke: what's the point? All day long, he just aimed at her.
Everyone laughed.
But Tao Fei's face turned red, and he tooted his mouth. He said, "when did Mr. Huang become a joker? You didn't take a look at me all day, just at the computer and files. I have the heart to go to Korea for plastic surgery.
Ye Yichen can't help but be a little surprised. The female secretary's ability to distinguish is really very important. Originally, he made a joke, but Huang Xing took another one, and his female secretary praised her superior in a joking way. This joke also contains another subtext: Huang Xing has devoted all his mind to his work.
"Smart, really smart!" Ye Yichen nodded: with such a helper, you can save a lot of heart.
Huang Xing said with a smile: that is, that is. Secretary Tao is young and capable. He has shared a lot for me. Without her help, I would not have worked so well.
Tao Fei was very happy to hear Huang Xing's praise, but he tried to hide the joy and said: Mr. Huang is really young and promising. I'm afraid what I learned from Mr. Huang will benefit me all my life. I really want to be a Secretary for president Huang all my life.
Huang Xing said quickly: don't! Is that all you can do? You have to make progress, you have to move forward!
Tao Fei asked: Secretary of the general manager, this is promising enough. I'm very contented. Contentment makes me happy.
Huang Xing said in a very serious way: this kind of thinking is very dangerous. People should learn to think of danger in times of peace. If they can't be satisfied, they can't make progress if they are satisfied. I'll transfer you to the next department for exercise tomorrow!
Tao Fei smacked his tongue and said: I'm wrong, I'm wrong, Mr. Huang. Don't drive me away!
Wu Qianqian lost no time to say to Ye Yichen: ye Jie, you see, these two people are totally rude. We are both sour here.
Yeyichen smile: harmonious, the relationship between the superior and the subordinate is very harmonious.
Huang Xing coughed lightly, but he felt a little itchy in his throat. He took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth.
When he took it out of his pocket, Tao Fei had already realized that she had just picked up the cigarette, and she had already started the lighter and got close to it.
Huang Xing took a sip and said to Ye Yichen: sorry, Mr. Ye. I'm laughing. I'm a heavy smoker. I'll take two puffs and press one.
Ye Yichen said with a smile: this addiction is really big enough. Well, let me get to the point. I'm here today. My main purpose is to visit Mr. Huang. At the same time, I have a little thing to do in your commercial building.
Huang Xingdao: that leaf always says, what needs me to do, I try my best.
Wu Qianqian smiles and brings Ye Yichen to the Army: visit? I don't know how to bring some gifts when I visit you? Hum, it's insincere.
Ye Yichen is not ambiguous, immediately responded: Xiao Wu, how did you become so material, brainwashed? The friendship between a gentleman is as light as water. Although Mr. Huang and I are only on one side, we seem to have been friends for a long time. I appreciate Mr. Huang's ability, personality and, of course, handsome appearance.
Huang Xing said with a smile: the last sentence is the most accurate and practical!
Wu Qianqian reached out and pointed to Huang Xing's face: you? Are you handsome? Where are you handsome?
Huang Xing deeply silent: in addition to the face is not handsome, where are handsome.
Wu Qianqian and ye Yichen smile at each other.
Ye Yichen turns to look at Huang Xing, and the two gold earrings on his ears shake rhythmically. Under the refraction of light, they release a noble atmosphere. Ye Yichen said: I'm going to buy... Or order six sets of cheongsam on your side today.
"Six sets?" Huang Xing suddenly Leng for a while: is the leaf always you wear?
Ye Yichen shook his head: this little thing shouldn't have come to win over Mr. Huang, but he mainly wanted to visit, so he took the liberty to say it by the way. As soon as I saw him that day, I could always want to see Mr. Huang again.
Yellow star quickly way: leaf always really too modest, you can come to me, is you despise my brother. Don't worry. I will arrange the cheongsam you want.
Ye Yichen explained: these six sets of cheongsam are not for me. I want to ration the waiters in our shop.
what? Huang Xing was stunned for a moment. After a little consideration, he said: Mr. Ye, first of all, it's not that I don't want to do your business, but the key is... To tell you the truth, the waiters in your shop are really unique in their clothes, they are all wearing Royal headdress, cheongsam and fur... But really, you don't have to come to Xinmeng commercial building to order cheongsam