Chapter 113

After dealing with Gu Qingmang's business, Lu yanmu raised his eyes and looked at the trembling marketing director. Seeing his appearance, his brow was slightly frowned, with a bit of coldness.

The director of marketing was so cold in his heart that he couldn't help being hairy. The president's eyes are really terrible. He can't bear it.

Who is going to kill him at this time is really going to kill people with a knife!

Zeng fan looked at Gu Qingmang and was more angry. "Gu Qingmang, what did I say just now?"

Green Mans is very calm and direct to Zeng fan's eyes, no fear.

Qing mang looked along her eyes. Zeng fan's hands were folded in his waist, and he was looking at her with an angry face, which was like tearing her hands apart.

When Qingmang is in a trance, her arm is stabbed. She looks at her side, and her deskmate sweeps her eyes.

It turns out that really moving is like this, like a person is always missing, want to know what he is doing, whether there is also missing himself.

I don't know what Lu yanmu is doing at this time? Is it in a meeting or in the office? It seems that no matter what he is doing, he seems to be able to imagine his appearance.

Qingmang people sit in the classroom, listen to the teacher's explanation without expression, occasionally take notes and take notes, and more time is distracted. Maybe this is the advantage of having the unforgettable.

……

Five years ago, he would never let it happen again, and she would be safe by his side until the end.

Thinking of this, Lu yanmu's narrow eyes narrowed, and the whole person seemed to be secretive. Like the yama in charge of time and death, he could subvert life and death by moving his finger.

Very good. It seems that the people who dare to move him are too comfortable in recent days. The school management is like this.

Lu yanmu stood in front of the French window with his hands behind him and his back to the door. His eyes were far away but not fixed. His expression on his face was obscure, and his whole body was permeated with cold. His dark eyes were as cold as a cold pool.

The rest of the executives could only look at him sympathetically. Well, what to do, it seems that we can see the end of the following through his appearance today.

After hearing this, the marketing director sat down on the ground with his feet soft. He couldn't help crying: "which God killed the bad thing! If you let him know, you'll take a knife and cut him to death. "

When Lu yanmu was about to leave the door, lenglengleng dropped a sentence that made the marketing director almost collapse: "redo!"

Did he pass it or not?

The marketing director looked at Lu yanmu's figure, hoping to give the result of the trial. But what is the president?

Lu yanmu glanced at him coldly, got up first, put his hand on the open black suit coat and went outside.

Reluctantly calm his mind, "president, is this report?" When the marketing director spoke, he was obviously lack of confidence.

Qing mang swept his eyes and found that there was no content written on the blackboard. He shook his head and spoke faintly: "I don't know. I didn't listen carefully."

Green mans voice just fell, Zeng fan in the hands of the chalk directly to her. Green eyes to the side of the head, chalk straight hit the back of the boy.

The boy hissed, but he didn't dare to say anything to Zeng fan. He just glared at Gu Qingmang, as if he was complaining that she had hit him for hiding.