Simiao looked at the thick document in his hand and carefully and meticulously reported today's schedule to Ouyang Ji, who was sitting on the president's chair. "There will be a morning meeting between 8 and 9 o'clock, between 11 and 1 o'clock."
The president of Yuyang Group invites you to dinner, from 2 to 3 o'clock in the afternoon, to see the newly acquired company, at 4 o'clock."
"I'll pick up the little one at 4 o'clock," Ouyang Ji said casually.
"Huh?!" Simiao was stunned, "What are you doing? I'm talking to you about work now."
Unconsciously, Simiao's tone when speaking to Ouyang Ji became less serious and more casual.
"I'm talking about something more important than work." Ouyang Ji's bright eyes looked at Simiao intently, as if he could never see enough.
"Madam, you can't go in, please wait until I notify the president," the secretary outside the door said hurriedly. Simiao was confused. Who dared to boldly break into Ouyang Ji's office? But Ouyang Ji had already guessed who was coming.
The door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and a lady with light yellow hair tied behind her head came in. She had a delicate face, noble temperament, tall figure, and was wearing expensive clothes. She was holding a
Chanel's bag looked at Ouyang Ji with sky-blue eyes similar to Ouyang Ji's angrily.
What surprised Simiao was that as a foreigner, she actually spoke fluent Chinese. She said, "How can you treat your mother with such an attitude?".
"Then, what do you want me to do to you?" Ouyang Ji said with a hint of disdain on his stern face, "Eight years ago, you came back because you wanted to share your inheritance with me. Unfortunately, the suicide note designated it as mine.
Name. Five years ago, you came back because you owed gambling debts and ran out of money, so you had no choice but to come back. Why did you come back this time?"
Emmasha's face showed embarrassment, she looked at Simiao who was still standing aside, and said sternly to her, "Get out! Bella, come in." As soon as she finished speaking, with the sound of high heels clicking, a man walked in.
An American woman about 168 centimeters tall, with long, wavy golden hair, fair and smooth skin, as if she could squeeze out water with just a pinch, delicate outlines, and a pair of big, radiant eyes with noble pupils.
Amber, from the moment she entered the office, never left Ouyang Ji. Wearing a sexy short skirt, revealing her slender legs, she was very charming. She walked up to Ouyang Ji and placed a deep mark on his handsome cheek.
Remembering the sweet kiss, she smiled charmingly and said, "Ji, we finally meet."
"Don't you understand? Why don't you go out?" Emma said arrogantly, looking at Simiao who was still standing where she was.