Luo Ye said seriously: "If there's nothing wrong with your eyes, why do you keep peeking at the breasts of other female employees?"
Liu Xinglong frowned, his old face flushed with anger, and he shouted loudly: "I didn't!" He had something in his heart, and was caught on the spot by Luo Ye, so his defense sounded feeble.
"No? Did I misunderstand?" Luo Ye exaggeratedly looked at the female employee's breasts, "Well, it seems that I misunderstood. There is indeed nothing wrong with your eyes. That's good, so I feel relieved."
"Hmph!" Liu Xinglong gritted his teeth and tried hard to maintain his dignity as a prominent figure in the company.
Luo Ye chuckled and put his arm on Liu Xinglong's low shoulders, "So you are like me and like to look at women's breasts. As a gangster, I suddenly feel a little more intimate with you."
Liu Xinglong pushed Luo Ye's arm away angrily, with a sinister look in his eyes. "Mr. Luo, this is Dingxin Company, a large company in the world's top 500. This is not a place for you to act wild. Please be respectful and don't give any
Miss Lin Wanyu is smearing!"
These few words were spoken with righteousness. In the blink of an eye, the hatred in Liu Xinglong's eyes was hidden, replaced by his previous aloof and uncaring attitude, like a wall filled with fairness and justice.
The high wall is shaking.
As expected of a treacherous and cunning person, he actually used Lin Wanyu to suppress him. Unfortunately, he did not understand the true status between Luo Ye and Lin Wanyu at all.
Luo Ye laughed and said, "Don't get excited, Old Liu. I just want to share my experience with an old gangster like you. In fact, there is room for improvement for an old gangster like you. Only by communicating more and promoting each other, can you start from
Only old gangsters can become old gangsters in the urn. Ahem, take women's breasts as an example. Women's breasts are the most striking feature that distinguishes them from men. Some men like fat and big breasts, and some men like full breasts.
When it comes to breasts, some like virgin conical ones, and some like young women's hemispheric ones, but no matter what, there is no man who doesn't like women's breasts, unless he already likes men - Lao Liu, do you think I'm right?
"
Liu Xinglong turned his face to the side and ignored Luo Ye's question.
"Well," Luo Ye nodded to himself and analyzed: "It seems that you like the fat and big ones. You really think the same thing as gangsters. So, how do you plan to attack this female employee?
If I were you, I would first force her to work in the Ministry of Supervision, and then ask her to come to my minister’s office and threaten her to take off her clothes - oh, I am such a gangster, hahaha."
After laughing three times, all the employees in the elevator were so shocked that they didn't dare to breathe.
The big-breasted female employee blushed when she heard that. Although none of those words sounded good, she understood that Luo Ye was only targeting Liu Xinglong, a beast in clothes. In this big company with a kind and cold heart in interpersonal relationships, how could someone stand up for her?
Speaking, she felt grateful to Luo Ye.
"That's enough!" Liu Xinglong felt that his face was burning, as if he had been slapped more than ten times in a row. "You, you..." he said with a trembling voice: "I will tell you what happened today.
Please report it to Miss Lin Wanyu and let her deal with you!"
Luo Ye shrugged, "I am really a gangster, and Yuwan knows this. But you, you are obviously a gangster, but you pretend to be sanctimonious."
"You..." Liu Xinglong was out of breath and almost fainted.
Luo Ye supported him and said, "Oh, old gangster, oh no, I'm sorry to say it so smoothly, Old Liu, are you okay? Come on, come on, take a deep breath, take a deep breath--"
Liu Xinglong wanted to break free from Luo Ye's control, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not get rid of Luo Ye's iron hand. As a last resort, he adjusted his breathing to calm down his irritable heart...
"Yeah, take a deep breath, keep taking a deep breath-"
Liu Xinglong unconsciously adjusted his breathing according to Luo Ye's rhythm, and the ideas in his mind gradually became clearer.
"Breathe-breathe-breathe-breathe-"
"puff--"
A loud and long fart sound echoed in the elevator.
Liu Xinglong was inhaling according to Luo Ye's rhythm, and his face turned green when he heard the sound of farts. "Ahem, cough, um...who? Who did this?" Dare you fart while he was inhaling?!
"Oops," Luo Ye rubbed his belly, "I'm sorry, I drank a lot of milk for breakfast, so I couldn't help but fart. Fortunately, Liu, you used your style to absorb all the fart smell, otherwise
If so, I would be really embarrassed to face the other employees in the elevator. Old Liu, you are so great, don’t you think so?”
The other employees in the elevator looked at Liu Xinglong's face as golden as paper. How could they dare to laugh? They all nodded and said flatteringly: "Minister Liu is so great, so great."
"You!" Liu Xinglong resisted the feeling of vomiting, and a sinister look appeared on his twisted old face. "Luo, I have been tolerant to you again and again, so don't be ungrateful!" At this time, he could no longer care about himself.
Identity.
Luo Ye smiled softly, "It doesn't matter. If you can't bear it, you don't have to bear it."
Liu Xinglong's eyelids twitched. He gritted his teeth and said stiffly: "Okay, let's see."
The elevator door opened, and Liu Xinglong walked out of the elevator angrily. When he turned around, Luo Ye was looking at him coldly. Because of the direction, only he could see that look - cold and murderous, like staring at a corpse.
Like a lifeless corpse.
Liu Xinglong couldn't help but shudder. He suddenly realized that Fang Tianming's warning to him was reasonable - Luo Ye was definitely not a simple bodyguard. He had just had an epiphany, but at this time the elevator door slowly closed.
, it seems that everything is already too late...
The elevator stopped and went, and finally the busty female employee and Luo Ye were the only two people left in the car.
Luo Ye smiled and asked: "What? You also work on the 80th floor?"
"No, it's not." The busty female employee waved her hands hurriedly. The 80th floor is a floor reserved for the president. How dare she go in and out casually. She said in a low voice: "I just want to thank you. If it weren't for you just now, I might...
Maybe there will be no job." For ordinary people, work is the guarantee of life.
Luo Ye raised his eyebrows with interest, "Then do you want to pledge yourself to me?"
The busty female employee didn't expect Luo Ye to make such a request, so she glared at him in shame and escaped from the elevator.
Luo Ye smiled softly, put his hands in his pockets, and leisurely hummed the newly composed song about picking up girls this morning.
After the elevator stopped on the 80th floor, Luo Ye walked to the door of the president's office and gently opened the door.
Lin Wanyu and Yang Qiushui are both there.
Lin Wanyu was sitting at her desk, her head lowered, her expression focused, and she was busy writing something in her hand. Her cheeks were as rosy as a ripe apple, completely different from the pale yesterday.
It can be seen that she slept soundly last night and no one disturbed her.
Seeing Lin Wanyu, Luo Ye felt a vague sense of tension in his back. He could control his muscles, but he couldn't really relax himself.
Beside the desk, Yang Qiushui was bending over, carefully checking the information documents left by the previous president, and then sorting them into categories, keeping the important ones and throwing the unimportant ones into the trash can.
She kept quiet and tried not to make any noise that would disturb Lin Wanyu. Her spirit seemed a little depressed. After she separated from Luo Ye last night, she had been enduring torture all night.
She didn't know what was wrong with her, why that skillful kiss didn't keep Luo Ye - not his heart, nor his body...
She deliberately changed her outfit today. After all, she was no longer a receptionist. In addition, she noticed that Lin Wanyu seemed to be dissatisfied with her miniskirt, so she changed her heavy makeup to light makeup today and simply tied her hair into a ponytail.
, the skirt was also changed to a pencil skirt that went above the knee.
Pencil skirt is also called elastic narrow skirt, so named because it is as straight as a pencil. This kind of skirt that tightly hugs the curve of the lower body has extremely high requirements on the figure, and it is easy to show off the advantages and disadvantages of women. Of course, if you have a good figure,
The advantages will be exaggerated, and a poor figure will exaggerate the disadvantages.
Yang Qiushui has a good figure, and her pencil skirt perfectly outlines her curvy figure. Although she changed from heavy makeup to light makeup, it is not difficult to see that she still has conflicting ambitions for Luo Ye.
Luo Ye tiptoed up behind Yang Qiushui and slapped her elastic buttocks hard——
"Ah!" Yang Qiushui was startled, covered his butt and screamed.
When she saw clearly that it was Luo Ye, her face was full of shame, anger, and a little secret joy.
Lin Wanyu was attracted by Yang Qiushui's screams. She raised her head and saw Luo Ye standing next to Yang Qiushui with a smirk on his face, while Yang Qiushui was covering his buttocks and his face was red. She felt a slight pain in her heart and pretended to
He said calmly: "You are here."
"Yeah." Luo Ye sat on the sofa and agreed casually.
"You...are late." Lin Wanyu bit her lip.
"Well, it's too late." Luo Ye's eyes kept wandering around Yang Qiushui.
"Then... pay attention next time." Lin Wanyu's voice became lower and lower.
"Well, pay attention." Luo Ye didn't pay attention to her words at all.
Lin Wanyu's heart was twisted together. She was fine last night, but why did Luo Ye become even more indifferent after just one night?
She was a little angry, angry with Yang Qiushui, angry with Luo Ye, and even more angry with herself. She was obviously the president and the master, but why couldn't she be tough on Luo Ye? Why did he hate her so much?
?
"By the way," Lin Wanyu cleared her throat, "Thank you for last night."
"You're welcome," Luo Ye kicked off his shoes and sunk his whole body into the sofa, "I'm your bodyguard."
How could any bodyguard treat his master like this?! Lin Wanyu bit her lips, her big watery eyes filled with mist. "Anyway, thank you. Last night was the most relaxed I have felt in a while.
day."
Luo Ye lay on the sofa and waved casually without saying a word.
Lin Wanyu lowered his head again.
Sure enough, what is more heartbreaking than being annoying is - ignoring.