After hearing this sentence, Meng Ting looked at an Shiqi in front of her as if she had discovered the new world. She was simply surprised, "isn't it? There are people in this world who can even send the wrong flowers. "
This reason is obviously very far fetched, but even if she doesn't let an Shiqi say that Meng Ting also knows who sent it. When she thinks about it, she can't help but wink, who can send it? It must have been sent by song Zhiyuan. She knew for a long time that Lisa's feelings for song Zhiyuan were different. That woman was jealous that anshiqi could get song Zhiyuan's attention.
In fact, what makes Meng Ting unhappy is that she has become a manager, but she is still an employee. This is a day and a place! How could she not be jealous? As expected, he is a colleague and an enemy.
This morning, an Shiqi was about to go to the company after breakfast, but just under the apartment, she saw Li Haoyu in a gray coat. Li Haoyu did not deny that the manager of anshiqi was really attractive. She used to think she was very cute, but now she seems to be more feminine.
But at the thought of what happened last night, Li Haoyu's whole lung was going to explode. An Shiqi just glanced at Li Haoyu coldly. The person who played with her in the palm of his hand had no good feeling for her. She was about to pass him by when she was dragged over by him.
"Shiqi..."
Li Haoyu didn't say a word, but she was interrupted by an Shiqi. She put a smile on her face. "Dear Mr. Li, I think it's necessary for me to tell you that I have no relationship with you now. If you do this, you will be afraid that your fiancee will come out again and say that I robbed her man."
He was about to leave, but Li Haoyu didn't want to give up, so he immediately tugged at her again. At this moment, a limited edition Porsche came by and fell into the eyes of the men in the Porsche. A pair of sharp eyes were staring at his eyes. The two men and women who were constantly pulling each other, the whole car was full of cold breath. If anyone was sitting here, he would not let go A car. It's really cool.
"Shiqi, it's not what you think." Li Haoyu still clings to her hand, and soon there is a burst of scarlet on angshiqi's hand.
"Not what you think, what is that?"
Song Zhiyuan still can't stand Li Haoyu pulling an Shiqi like this, "let go of my woman's hand!"
Li Haoyu a pair of eyes stare big, "you..."
This is the difference in identity. Li Haoyu, the son-in-law who comes to the door, is never better than song Zhiyuan. Finally, he lets go. Song Zhiyuan takes an Shiqi's hand and looks at the wound above. He stares at the man in front of him with a pair of sharp eyes.
It was the man who hurt his woman. Song Zhiyuan must have come back a thousand times and a hundred times, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just glanced at the man coldly, and then held an Shiqi in his arms. But anshiqi didn't seem to want such a hug, so she walked forward and said coldly: "please don't come here again, it will only let me see I feel sick! "
The man ate from the bowl and looked at the pot. Finally, she and song Zhiyuan clasped their fingers and left. Li Haoyu suddenly felt that he was really going to lose her. However, he didn't want to let go. The whole thing was not what he thought. He didn't know why it had become this way.
The whole car is very quiet when the car is galloping on the road. However, song Zhiyuan's voice breaks the silence. "If you are in the company and treat Li Haoyu like that, that's fine."
After angshiqi listened, she looked at Song Zhiyuan with disbelief, just like that? So, will people think she's a motherfucker? And who else can trust her?
Song Zhiyuan's face raised a smile. It's a pity that an Shiqi didn't see it. Song Zhiyuan didn't explain why he did it.
Song Zhiyuan went to the underground parking lot to park, but an Shiqi was walking to the door of the company. As usual, when she arrived, people in the company were full of sarcasm. Originally, they wanted to sneer at Song Zhiyuan, but when they saw song Zhiyuan coming, those people shut up obediently.
In fact, song Zhiyuan dragged an Shiqi to the private elevator. However, no one noticed the details and thought that an Shiqi was luring song Zhiyuan.
However, an Shiqi didn't have any expression on her face. A couple of beautiful men and women stood in the elevator and looked up to her. After a long time, she thought that song Zhiyuan would not speak. After a long time, song Zhiyuan said slowly: "in a moment, an hour later, there will be a meeting, and there will be a document to take in the company."
Angshiqi is like watching an orangutan. What kind of divine reply is song Zhiyuan? If you want to have information for her, just ask the Secretary to give it to her directly, and she needs to go there in person. What is he going to do?
"Ding" to a sound, the elevator has reached the top floor, song Zhiyuan came to the president's office, and then will be a material to an Shiqi, "this is it."Angshiqi immediately accepted the information, but some things stopped. An Shiqi's mood let song Zhiyuan have a full view, "what do you have to say?"
"I want to get some people out of the company."
Song Zhiyuan's hand is playing with the signature pen and said: "now you are no longer the man who does the chores, so these things do not need to be investigated. If you want to do them, you can do them yourself."
The next second, song Zhiyuan got up from the office chair, turned from her back, and then tightly hugged an Shiqi. The warm breath fluttered on an Shiqi's earlobe, which made anshiqi's spine numb. Such a posture was too ambiguous. She had a pair of slender arms on her waist, which just touched her small On the abdomen.
"Of course I know what you're going to do. You're going to be tough on this, but I can give you some power. You just have to get rid of the most rowdy ones."
Song Zhiyuan with an Shiqi's earlobe can be as ambiguous as it is. An Shiqi's face is as red as an apple, "er OK, OK. "
Song Zhiyuan likes the blush on an Shiqi's face, but he doesn't do anything too much. He just leaves and then nests his whole body in the office chair. "This month, I hope to see you different. When the performance of this month comes up, I will promote you to vice president."