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Gu Xiangling proudly played with her phone with a hint of pride in her voice: "Since Manager Song understands, then let's properly fix it."

Song Ming finished cleaning all the dust in the chassis with his sword, and then pressed the start button. "OK, the system is running smoothly." "If the problem is solved, how will Miss Gu thank me?"

Gu Xiangling waved at him, her smile even sweeter than honey. "Come here, come here!"

Song Mingjian happily approached her. Gu Xiangling, with a gentle expression, slowly brought her lips to his face and opened her small mouth: "Pah!" I accidentally kicked the power cord just now and the computer was out of power. "

Song Mingjian remained calm and collected. There were too many people in the company during the day, he would deal with you later.

When it was time for work to end, Gu Xiangling immediately stood up to pack up. Song Mingjian lowered his head as he knocked on the keyboard and said, "Miss Gu, please work overtime tonight."

Gu Xiangling instantly flew into a rage. "You're avenging a personal grudge!"

Song Mingjian raised his head and looked at her as if he was looking at a monster: "Have you not written anything recently? They use all sorts of idioms. "

Gu Xiangling thought so as well. How could she say that he got revenge? He clearly let her down. " "Why should I work overtime!"

"Of course we have to work overtime before the job is done. The chairman said the company needs to publish a journal before he can give us the news." Song Mingjian sent Gu Xianglin a chat log on QQ, proving that everything he said was the truth.

Gu Xiangling sighed and sat down. Why couldn't she escape Song Mingjian's grasp? Besides, once his colleagues had left, she and he would be the only ones left in the huge office building. Who knew how he would bully her?

After ordering a quick meal, he wrote another article. Song Mingjian was always well-behaved and did not speak any other languages. Although he had lived with this man for a period of time and had interacted with him many times, she still couldn't figure out his temperament.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Song Mingjian ordered Gu Xiangling to pass the article to her. After reading it, he solemnly said, "Miss Gu, what do you think about the article?"

In terms of writing essays, Gu Xiangling was a hundred percent confident. I think it's very good. There's no other person in the company who writes better than me. "

"Don't you think that it's too literary and lacking in business thinking?" Song Ming's sword had hit the nail on the head. Heh, in terms of talent in writing, he couldn't find any fault with Gu Xiangling. But in terms of commercial, he would definitely kill her in an instant.

Gu Xiangling was speechless when she saw this. "I don't even know how!"

"If you don't know how, then learn! Who was born with it? " Song Mingjian suddenly picked up Gu Xiangling and threw her onto the sofa at the corner of the room. Afterwards, he quickly untied his suit jacket, revealing a muscular body that was wrapped in a thin shirt.

Gu Xiangling was shocked. She never would have thought that he would directly use his ultimate move. "No, what are you doing!"

Song Ming's fingers deftly held onto his tie, his face blushing red from excitement: "You won't, I'll teach you. Do you know what I mean? If you want to learn, you should first sleep with your teacher. "

With a flash of brilliance, Gu Xiang rolled onto the carpet. Song Mingjian had already untied his tie, so he casually tossed it onto the chair. "What? Darling, do you find the sofa too small to use?"

Gu Xiangling laid on the carpet and wiped her face roughly with her hands, instantly turning herself into a dirty kitten. Song Mingjian looked at her gaudy face and couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Ai, I didn't expect my darling to be so cute." As he said that, he turned on the camera on his phone to take a picture. Gu Xiangling jumped up and snatched his phone, "Bastard, don't take pictures!"

Under the competition, Song Ming unbuttoned his shirt for some reason. When Gu Xiangling's fingers touched his scalding skin, she instantly retracted her hand and cursed: "You hooligan!"

Song Ming's face turned red as he scolded. Song Ming's "still covering half of his face" and revealing half of his body was too alluring. Song Ming's sword approached her and blew gently against her face, causing her face to turn even redder.

"Honey, you want to?"