After Ye Ai finished talking about some of the company's future prospects and plans, he sat down and quickly glanced at Yao Hanbing who was far below. From the beginning to the end, all the women in Xuefu Company looked at the president. Only she seemed to be focused.
Listening to his lecture, he didn't even look sideways at the president.
But he knew that the president's eyes were only on her from beginning to end. There were many women everywhere in the conference room, but the president seemed unable to see and didn't care.
Under the instruction of the CEO, Ye Ai asked everyone to make a brief personal introduction so that everyone could get to know each other's positions and names.
Each one made a personal introduction humbly and cautiously. Yuan Haolie still fiddled with the exquisite Parker pen in his hand. His evil black eyes seemed to be unable to see anyone's introduction, making all the eager beautiful eyes sit down in disappointment.
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"Manager of the International Trade Department, Song Hui." Song Hui stood up and spoke elegantly and politely.
Yuan Haolie raised his head, and a strange light flashed through his evil eyes. He looked at Song Hui with complex squinting eyes, as if he was measuring the weight of the other party. Then he saw that Yao Hanbing was not looking at Song Hui, and he looked at Song Hui again.
The light slowly faded away.
Yao Hanbing was next, and Yuan Haolie looked at her intently.
Yao Hanbing stood up and said calmly:
"Director of the Department of International Trade, Yao Hanbing."
Yao Hanbing finished the introduction and was about to sit down when Yuan Haolie slowly stood up. The Song family members quickly looked at him nervously, and Ye Ai's eyes flashed with light.
Yuan Haolie raised the corner of his lips, walked straight to Yao Hanbing, looked at her directly and said:
"Miss Yao, don't you welcome me here?" Yuan Haolie curled his thin lips, "You haven't looked at me from the beginning to the end, or am I too ugly to catch Miss Yao's eyes?"
He...
Everyone in the audience was shocked. What was going on? What was the identity of the other party? Why did he suddenly become angry with a small director of the International Trade Department?
Yao Hanbing's eyes were slightly cold. She seemed not to see the surprised looks of everyone, but responded coldly:
"I'm sorry, sir, I don't know you."
In other words, from the beginning to the end, Chairman Song, President Song, and even Ye Ai never introduced his identity. It was common sense for her not to recognize him.
"Really?" Yuan Haolie raised a corner of his lips, "Are women always so duplicitous? Say you don't know them if you know them; say you don't like them if you like them?"
Yao Hanbing was startled, his slender fingers pinched her soft chin, brought it over, and kissed her lips quickly.
He plundered her red lips passionately and domineeringly. She was startled and wanted to retreat. He had already put his left arm around her slender waist, and kissed her deeper and more intensely, sucking every piece of sweetness from her soft lips.
Hold it in your mouth.
He skillfully opened her tender mouth, and his tongue penetrated inside to tease her smoothness. He held it in his mouth, rolled it into his territory, sucked, and domineeringly demanded her sweetness and sweetness...
She couldn't breathe in her chest. He was like a monarch plundering her life. She couldn't break free and had to let him devour her sweetness.
After a long time, he let her go. His long fingers were still caressing her red and swollen lips.
"Do we know each other now?"
He said in a beautiful and low voice, she looked at him, and he stared at her with fiery eyes, like a predatory beast.
She subconsciously took a step back, and he grabbed her wrist with one hand, "You are mine, no one can take you away from me, not even God. Bing'er, do you understand?"
When Yao Hanbing saw his intense and fiery obsidian evil eyes, she was completely stunned.
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