"You're still what you remember."

She Leng Leng, he continued: "still so powerful."

Yang Yi clenched her fingers and looked up with a smile: "don't praise me, Wan Dong. I'm easy to be arrogant."

He turned his face, sat in silence for a moment, then pursed his lips and said, "what's the matter with making a wish?"

Countless pictures flashed in his mind. He looked at the calendar, his eyes were a little far away, as if the things that happened in those years had never happened, but after he recovered, he would understand that some things happened.

Wan Jingting looks at Han Cheng with a look of "Gui Cai Xin". He looks away but sees the date on the calendar. It turns out that today is

"No..."

"I was wrong?"

“…… No

But the man didn't seem to want to let him go. His face was tense and he narrowed his eyes. He stared at him with his dark eyes: "what are you laughing at?"

As a secretary assistant to a boss with a black belly, Han Cheng knows that he must have a strong and calm heart, with a calm smile on his face

“……”

Looking at him from the beginning to the end, Wan Jingting sneered, "you're afraid that if you're single for too long, endocrine disorders affect the operation of the brain."

Han Cheng's face turned into the color of pig's liver. He quickly shook his head No, no! Mr. Wan, you think I didn't say anything. "

"Secretary Han, what do you think of me recently? Put it forward for me to hear. Does my practice make you... " The voice of the man in the seat was cold, and his slender fingers knocked on the table: "hmm? "I'm not happy?"

Han Cheng's back is in a cold sweat, and it's too late to repent.

The man put the document in his hand heavily.

“……”

"What? Think I'm aiming at her? "

Wan Jingting looked at him for a minute, and then he uttered a sentence.

Han Cheng can't say what he says.

Wan Jingting raised his eyes from the numerous documents, and looked calmly at Han Cheng, "say."

Just now, the scene in the downstairs hall was a battlefield filled with smoke. Han Cheng also knew that Wan Jingting had an irreconcilable contradiction between Wan xiuren and his wife. Only in public, he was worried that the boss's too direct performance would bring bad influence.

When the elevator door closes, Han Cheng catches a glimpse of his boss's cold face. Naturally, he doesn't dare to say much until he walks into the office and hands over his copy. Only when there are two of them in Nuo Da's office, Han Cheng says, "Mr. Wan, were you too..."

Han Cheng nervously followed into the elevator, Yang Yi in the distance is still there, seems to be set there.

The cold wind blows from Yang Yi's side. Han Chengjian's boss walks with a big stride. He orders his head with Yang Yi in a hurry and steps forward quickly.

Drop a not salty words: "or that sentence, good for itself."

The thin smile on WAN Jingting's face cooled down inch by inch, restoring his usual cold and silent manner.

Han Cheng raised his head and replied, "the news is spreading too fast. The police in Japan have stepped in to investigate. The personnel in Japan are trying to solve the problem."

Wan Jingting nodded his head a little, held his hands slightly on the table, and told Han Cheng: "all reports that are harmful to the group should be cleared. Remember, this is a matter of no importance. Even if someone deliberately makes trouble, remember, it's a small thing. "

Han Cheng understood what he meant, "yes."