"Prince, I'm back. Next time, please don't send me to that dead place in South Africa. My whole person has become dark, and even my little girl will despise me."
Because Chang Mian offended the Crown Prince, he was transferred to South Africa where he spent three full months of self-reflection and rectification. He was so tired that he didn't want to work anymore for the next six months.
But when I came back last night, I was just about to hug my little Nizi and chew it, but I was rejected and blamed him for being tanned. This is simply unreasonable!
"Huh?" Chang Mian only realized at this moment that he seemed to have happened upon the prince's good deeds. He was stunned for a moment, and then stood opposite the desk teasingly, looking at the livid face of the prince teasingly, and felt that his mood was much smoother.
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"How come I haven't seen this pretty girl? Prince, when did you start eating meat?" No one ignored him, but it didn't matter, he could ignore the indifference of others, "Are you going to continue? Or are you asking me to quit? Or are you going to continue?
?Or do you want me to quit?"
He was chattering.
She had no intention of leaving the office at all. Those beautiful peach blossom eyes were staring at the woman in Fu Hong's arms, wanting to get into the cracks in the ground, wanting to see what was going on.
Fu Hong's face finally turned pale.
"Do you think you didn't stay in South Africa long enough?"
You bastard without a wink, why are you hanging here if you haven't left yet?
Where are those sneaky eyes looking?!
Chang Mian grabbed a chair and arrogantly pulled it over to sit with his feet crossed. He took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it.
"Prince, I tell you, you must give me a salary increase this time. The mountains are high and the emperor is far away. South Africa is about to set up its own small court. But don't worry. Fortunately, I went there. It's good
The cancer was pulled out and now it is clean, there is no need to stay any longer."
He looked like he had no intention of leaving at all, and was determined to avenge himself for what he had been dissatisfied with last night.
I haven't eaten meat for three months in South Africa, and I'm still dissatisfied with my desires since I came back. The culprit is hugging a beautiful girl and kissing me. How can he not get in the way?
Chang Mian saw that the girl was obviously reluctant. The prince had always been aloof from women, so why did he attack the girl's tyrant secretly? It was just justice for him to save the girl who had been killed.
Ziyang smiled secretly in her heart and looked Chang Mian up and down.
She had never seen this handsome young man before. He was a handsome man with delicate features. He was probably in his mid-20s, and he had an unnatural arrogance.
"President, the meeting is about to start." Secretary Wan stood at the door and knocked gently.
Only then did Fu Hong let go of Zi Yang and patted her head: "Come to the meeting with me and record the contents of the meeting. How about a shorthand meeting?"
Of course not. Ziyang nodded fiercely: "Of course I will."
Fu Hong had an expression of obvious disbelief and let her go. After a few days of tossing, he would give up.
From the beginning to the end, he never looked at Chang Mian again, completely treating him as nothing.
Ziyang, on the other hand, took advantage of Fu Hong's unpreparedness and blinked at Chang Mian, who responded with a look like "You're welcome, heroes saving beauties is what I'm best at".
"Why are you flirting with other men?"
Don't think that he wouldn't notice the little tricks she made behind his back. Fu Hong lowered his eyebrows and gave her a sharp look, half-tugged her out, and swore in his heart: When the meeting is over, he must make Chang Mian look good! This is not the case.
What a long-eyed thing! It seems that lying down in South Africa did not make him calm down at all, but only further fueled his arrogance.