When the two foreign girls heard this, they were stunned at the same time.
The performance has just begun, why did it stop? Didn’t the housekeeper tell them to try their best? Could it be that their performance is not good enough?
"Master Ming, don't you like our performance?"
"There is more fun for the young master. You said, let's cooperate."
The two women were not aware of advancing and retreating, and they wanted to be bolder. One of the hands had already started to caress his chest muscles, which were so hard. It seemed that Young Master Ming was exercising every day.
"Get out! Ugly monsters, don't touch me randomly!" Ming Baishang pushed the woman who touched his body with his backhand to the ground, and she lay in a mess.
"Young Master Ming..." Another stared in surprise with blue eyes, revealing an incredible look.
Ming Baishang stopped talking and waved his hand. The two of them put on their clothes and left in disappointment.
"Don't ask me what I mean in the future, I'll come to find a woman." Ming Baishang called the butler.
"Yes, young master." The housekeeper put down the phone in confusion. What's wrong with the young master?
Ming Baishang looked through the magazine for a while and always felt something was wrong. He threw the magazine on the table with a bang, turned on the TV in the room, and watched one by one. It was boring, and turned off the TV with a bang.
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I walked to the bar in the room and poured a glass of very strong wine, and poured it into one sip.
"Cough cough cough..." The liquor choked on his throat again.
"Damn it, wine is against me!" He simply lay on the bed, but he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Finally, Su and Mo's appearance came to his mind again.
"Go away! Don't disturb me!" Ming Baishang covered his head with a quilt, and finally got drunk and fell asleep after taking a long flight.
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In the dim nightclub, the beautiful girls on the stage were dancing erotic dances, doing all kinds of provocative actions, and the men were watching with relish in the audience.
The lights were on, and the tall dancers stepped back. A girl wearing only white underwear/pants came up. She looked pink and white, unlike those people, even in this erosive nightclub
Inside, on this carnal night, she was still as pure as an angel.
The men screamed excitedly and stretched out their hands to touch the little fairy who seemed to suddenly landed from the sky. The little fairy retreated in fear, and looked like a frightened little sheep, challenging it to the greatest extent.
Men's desires.
The more she retreated, the closer people got.
At this time, a cold voice suddenly appeared on the stage. Several handsome and neat movements hit the group of salivating men to the ground, then walked to the little angel a few steps and held her in her arms.
The angel was attracted by this godlike man. She took the initiative to hug the man's waist and stood on tiptoe to give her a fragrant kiss.
Finally, the two people flew up from the stage like ancient heroes, causing bursts of awesomeness.
Ming Baishang saw clearly that the man and woman were Quan Youchen and Su Yumo.
"Su and Mo..." He shouted and opened his eyes. Damn it, it turned out that he was dreaming. He touched his forehead and was sweating profusely. Is this a nightmare?
Ming Baishang got up. Did Su and Mo send another message later? He got up and started looking for his cell phone.
After struggling for a long time, he remembered that his phone had been thrown into the trash can on the plane. He opened the door, walked downstairs wrapped in a bath towel, and said to Loomer, who was talking to the British butler:
"Go to the trash can on the plane and get my phone."
"Trump can?" Lumer fainted.
"Well, is there any problem?"
"Young Master... Master, when you get off the plane, the garbage in the trash can is cleaned up. Now that it has been so long, I don't know which garbage station the garbage inside has arrived."
"Half an hour." Ming Baishang sat on the sofa, but the newspaper handed over by the housekeeper said.
"What?" Lumer was puzzled.
"I will give you half an hour to find your phone and give it to me! Do you need me to repeat it again?!" Ming Baishang smashed the magazine hard on Lumo and roared!
"Yes...yes, no need." Lumer shrugged helplessly at the butler, hurried to find the whereabouts of the unknown cell phone, and prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the garbage bag would still be placed in the private airport.
In the trash can, otherwise he might have to search through several garbage stations.
Alas, people in love are crazy people, while people in love are perverts. Their young master seems to be crazy people and perverts. He loses his temper and throws his phone away, so he wants someone to go to the garbage station to look for them again!
"Butler, when did my dad leave?"
"Go back to the young master, the husband went back to his country for more than 20 days on vacation. He said he wanted to investigate something secretly, but I don't know what it was. The husband told me that if the young master comes, he would take over the work in the UK as soon as possible. At present, the British nobles are now
We have begun to reject foreign companies and join forces with each other. Tianmeng Group, which dominates the country here, may face some difficulties. After all, we are foreign."
"Well, I got it. Take all the documents left by my dad to my study."
"Yes, Master."
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"Miss Su, is this what you did to get rid of all night?" In the office of Ito, Su and Mo stood in front of Ito to accept her scolding.
"Miss Jing, I'm sorry, I don't know where it is unqualified. Please point it out. I have modified it four times according to your instructions."
"I mean you said I asked you to modify too much?" Ito threw the manuscript on his desk and said unhappily.
"It's not that. It's just that if Miss Jing doesn't just ask me to modify it, but gives me some specific suggestions and guidance, the work efficiency will be higher." Su and Mo replied without hesitation. She knew that Jing Teng was deliberately trying to do so."
It’s embarrassing him and her, a manuscript for not particularly important food recommendations, has been revised six times before it has been approved.
Now this character interview only handed over the material to her before getting off work yesterday. She said she wanted it before nine o'clock in the evening. She stayed in the office with an empty stomach and worked overtime. She finally wrote it out. As soon as she returned home, she received another assistant from Itomi.
On the phone call, I said that Miss Ito read it and the manuscript was unqualified and needed to be revised again. She had to take it out before 11 o'clock. After taking it at 11 o'clock, she said it was unqualified and continued to modify it. When asked where it was unqualified,
The assistant said that Miss Ito said nothing, just said that she was not qualified, so she would change it.'
In this way, I was busy until dawn and came to work after sleeping for less than an hour. As a result, Ito said it was unqualified.
"Su Yumo, do you mean to teach me how to discipline my subordinates?" Ito asked coldly.