The atmosphere of the annual meeting was suddenly pushed to a climax.

Although it is not a dynamic dance music, the people performing on the stage are really exciting.

The employees of Jiang's family never thought that their CEO Jiang Hangting had such a sexy side. His waist was twisted, swaying and rhythmic, and his butt wrapped in his suit pants was straight and upright.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Moreover, even if Jiang Hangting danced in a female step, it made people feel full of aggression.

Of course, Ning Zhou was no less than that. Even his rhythm was perfectly stomped on the drum beats, and every movement was full of power.

The two of them were very close to each other, and their faces were almost all pressed together.

From some perspectives, Jiang Hangting and Ning Zhou were both about to kiss each other.

Both of them had very sexy and wild expressions, and their eyes were full of provocation, but under the provocation, they seemed to have a hook, trying to completely hook each other.

The two of them danced this dance really ambiguously and ambiguously, making people feel blushed and heartbeat.

The song is over.

Thunderous applause and screams erupted in the entire banquet hall, and the audience also strongly asked Ning Zhou and Jiang Hangting to have another song.

The host clapped and said, "Wow, I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to have such talent, and Mr. Ning's dance was also very good."

Host: "Do you still want to watch it again?"

As he said that, he turned the microphone to the stage, and the audience naturally cooperated very much and said he wanted it.

"Mr. Jiang, have you heard the enthusiasm of the masses?" the host asked, his intention to cause trouble was very obvious.

Jiang Hangting: "I think they are more looking forward to the next draw."

This is the suggestion of another song politely rejecting.

After Jiang Hangting clearly expressed his willingness to continue, the host did not dare to make trouble, so he continued Jiang Hangting's words and invited Jiang Hangting and Ning Zhou down.

The annual meeting continues.

Jiang Hangting took Ning Zhou out of the banquet hall.

The performance just now was indeed very hot, and the most direct manifestation was that it seemed like a fire was burning on Jiang Hangting and Ning Zhou.

Of course, this is outside, and they can't do anything, but they can stand by the windowsill and blow the wind to let the wind blow away the heat in their bodies.

They said it was a blow-off, but as soon as they left the public's sight, the two hid next to the windowsill at the corner, hugged each other, and kissed each other eagerly.

The wind in winter is very cold, but at this moment it cannot disperse the hot hearts of the two.

Finally, I simply opened a room upstairs, no longer depressed and completely released.

As soon as he entered the room, Jiang Hangting pressed Ning Zhou on the door panel, his voice hoarse, "Have you learned to dance?"

When I was dancing just now, Ning Zhou didn’t look like a person who couldn’t dance, and he had a very rhythmic feeling.

Ning Zhou: "I learned it during the physical education class."

Ning Zhou participated in a stage play. He was the starring actor and played a dancer. In order to play this role well, Ning Zhou also specially learned dance for a while to make himself more in line with the role.

Jiang Hangting smiled softly, lowered his head and said in Ning Zhou's ear: "How about role exchange?"

Ning Zhou pretended to be stupid.

Jiang Hangting: "Did you remember my dancing steps?"

"No." Ning Zhou answered very simply.

Jiang Hangting put his hand on Ning Zhou's waist, "It's okay, I'll teach you."

Ning Zhou: "..."

So Ning Zhou was driven to the shelves and learned two hours of veneer dance steps under the leadership of Jiang Hangting.

When the two returned to the annual meeting site again, the annual meeting was coming to an end.

The two happened to meet the stage of presenting the special prize. After Jiang Hangting returned, he was naturally called to the stage to present the special prize.

The annual meeting will end after the award is awarded.

Some people gathered together and planned to go to KTV to renew their business. A senior executive asked Jiang Hangting about his opinion, but Jiang Hangting refused and planned to take Ning Zhou back.

Today, more than one company held an annual meeting in a hotel, and this point almost ended. There are many people using elevators, and it takes a lot of time to wait for the elevator.

Jiang Hangting and Ning Zhou simply waited for the people to leave almost the same, and the elevator was completely empty before leaving.

It took more than ten minutes before the two entered the elevator.

In addition to them, only Jiang Hangting's assistant was left in the elevator.

As soon as the assistant walked into the elevator, he stood in the corner very consciously and tried to lower the brightness of his light bulb.

Ning Zhou later drank a little cocktail, and the one with a very low degree was just a taste, but he was still a little dizzy.

After entering the elevator and being in a confined space, this discomfort is magnified.

Thinking that there was no one else in the elevator, he pressed his head against Jiang Hangting's shoulder, "dizzy."

His voice was muffled, with a little coquettishness.

"Didn't you tell you not to drink?" Jiang Hangting said accusations, but his hand was placed on Ning Zhou's forehead first, and gently kneading Ning Zhou.

Ning Zhou rubbed his hand and muttered, "Aren't you there?"

He knew very well that he could not drink even if he didn't want to taste it.

It is precisely because of Jiang Hangting by his side that Ning Zhou satisfied his curiosity and tasted the blue-looking cocktail.

This sentence successfully blocked Jiang Hangting's mouth, and the corners of his mouth even raised up unconsciously, and the movements on his hands became more and more gentle.

The assistant squeezed himself into the corner again, kicked over the dog food delivered to him, and silently said: I should be in the bottom of the car, not in the car.

The elevator went down two floors and stopped, and someone wanted to come in.

The elevator door slowly opened and four people walked in.

It suddenly became crowded.

Obviously, these four people were also from the company that held the annual meeting in the hotel. Two middle-aged men in suits, a woman dressed in a very noble dress, and a young man.

One of the middle-aged men pointed at the young man and said, "Dong Ning, Ling Gongzi is really extraordinary and young and promising."

Another middle-aged man's smile froze for a moment, and after a while, he said politely: "Mr. Wu has over the award."

Ning Zhou's body couldn't help but stiffen when he heard this sound.

He never expected that he would meet Ning Changxiong and Zhang Yao in this cramped elevator.

Oh, there is also a "private son" from Ning Changxiong's family, Zhang Yang.

Jiang Hangting noticed Ning Zhou's changes, reached out to block Ning Zhou's shoulder, and pinched it in comfort.

Ning Zhou shook his head in his arms. He could basically be in a state of peace when facing them.

The man known as Mr. Wu quickly noticed Jiang Hangting with a look of surprise, "Mr. Jiang! I didn't expect to meet you here, I'll be lucky."

Mr. Wu knew that Jiang's annual meeting was held in this hotel today. Before coming, he wanted to meet Jiang Hangting, but he didn't expect to meet him.

Mr. Wu's voice attracted the attention of the others in the elevator to Jiang Hangting. At the same time, they also saw the person being hugged by Jiang Hangting.

However, because Ning Zhou's face was buried on Jiang Hangting's shoulder, Ning Changxiong felt familiar and did not recognize that it was his son Ning Zhou.

Zhang Yao frowned and looked at Ning Zhou suspiciously for several times.

I always feel that this back looks too familiar.

Ning Changxiong's attention quickly turned away from Ning Zhou, and his eyes fell on Jiang Hangting, and greeted Jiang Hangting with a smile, "Mr. Jiang."

During this period, there were some minor problems in his company, which were not fatal, but it made him exhausted and had no time to care about anything else.

At first he thought he was not lucky, but later he faintly heard from his partner that it was Jiang who was targeting him.

Ning Changxiong thought for a long time but couldn't figure out where he offended Jiang. He tried to make a few attempts to meet Jiang Hangting several times, but he failed in the end.

Since I met here today, Ning Changxiong must ask clearly whatever he said.

He cleared his throat, "Mr. Jiang, don't know if you're free later? I'll treat Mr. Jiang to a midnight snack."

"Sorry." Jiang Hangting refused directly without any mercy. "My lover is uncomfortable, I want to take him home."

Ning Changxiong looked at the person in Jiang Hangting's arms again, and still felt a little familiar, but he was all in Jiang Hangting and did not go into it.

The elevator just arrived downstairs. Before Ning Changxiong could say anything, Jiang Hangting said, "Borrow it."

Ning Changxiong and Mr. Wu made way out, and Jiang Hangting hugged Ning Zhou and got off the elevator.

Zhang Yao kept staring at Ning Zhou. When Jiang Hangting and Ning Zhou passed by her, she saw Ning Zhou's face.

Ning Zhou also smiled at Zhang Yao and silently shouted "Mom."

Zhang Yao watched Jiang Hangting leave with her arms around Ning Zhou, her eyes as if on fire, and she wanted to burn Ning Zhou and Jiang Hangting.

Ning Changxiong wanted to catch up, but was stopped by Mr. Wu, who was traveling with him. "Dr. Ning, Mr. Jiang doesn't like people who are entangled the most, so everything needs to be discussed from a long-term perspective."

Taking advantage of the time when Ning Changxiong and Mr. Wu were talking, Zhang Yao went to ask Zhang Yang, "Who was that man just now?"
To be continued...