His slender and clean fingers pressed neatly into the purple sand ashtray. The eyes of the women present were fixed. In the layer of light blue smoke, Ling Yansen's exquisite facial features and lazy expression, and even the action of stubbing out a cigarette were a strange thing to them.
A visual feast.
Of course, apart from the men present, there was also Qing Wu who didn't think it mattered.
Just as she was about to move, the devil's voice came over with a faint smell of tobacco in his mouth, "Representative Duan, entertain Mr. Chang and the others well for me."
The corner of his mouth twitched and his eyes turned, and he ran into a cold pool. He had an unpredictable smile, and his strong arms were lazily draped on the shoulders of the person next to him. His eyes were misty and he couldn't see his intentions clearly.
Qingwu turned her attention to Sun Tongtong again, and saw that her expression was arrogant and mixed with a guilty conscience. After all, she had a guilty conscience, and she was not secure even if she got what she wanted. She couldn't help but feel a little funny, and she naturally nodded at Ling Yansen calmly.
Head, secretly cursing in my heart, I am really grateful that this pervert cares so much about me and never forgets to use her as cannon fodder wherever he goes!
Entertaining? To put it bluntly, it means drinking and chatting. Most Chinese-style cooperation is negotiated at the wine table. Qingwu has been hanging out with her father for a long time, and she can survive with a few glasses of white wine.
She put on a decent smile, walked up to the boss of Xinyuan, made a brief introduction and sat down gracefully. The temperature in the room was high, and the wound on her steamed arm was aching, so she had no choice but to take off her suit jacket.
It's okay if you don't take it off, but trouble will ensue once you take it off.
The eyes of several male senior executives from the source seemed to smell some kind of signal. Their eyes were shining with intoxicated expressions. Qingwu was full of confusion. At this time, there was a short cough diagonally in front of her. She looked over and saw that Ling Yansen had a look on his face.
There was a sharp cold light in the gloomy, intimidating pupils, which pierced Qingwu and didn't know what to do. But Sun Tongtong next to him had a flying eyebrow, her lips were wrapped in a sly smile, and she looked like a villain waiting for a good show.
Qingwu knew something was wrong, but she didn't know where it went wrong.
Until Xiao Wu came over hurriedly and reminded in a low voice, "Sister Duan, clothes!"
Qingwu looked down and her face suddenly turned red. She really wanted to slap herself to death! When she was in the office, Secretary Zhang knocked on the door and disturbed her. She didn't notice that she picked a broken chiffon gauze singlet and said
The bad thing is that the button on the chest fell off, but the result is that a large snow-like spring light is exposed, the chest is round and delicate, the ravines are sultry and agile, arousing people's reverie, and the temptation is as mature as a cherry.