A red Bentley parked silently at the foot of the steps in front of her. The window glass slowly fell, and Qu Liufeng's delicate face was revealed.
"Why are you?" After asking this question, Ouyang Yiman couldn't help but blush and laughed at herself. Sure enough, she would ask this question every time she saw him. Could it be that it has become a habit?
Somewhat weird.
"Why can't it be me?" Qu Liufeng said and got out of the car, walked up the steps, took the shopping bags from her hand, stared at her again for a while, then turned around and put them in the car.
He just passed by occasionally, and Ouyang Yiman's figure standing in front of the department store was too attractive.
So he saw her.
Ouyang Yiman looked at him blankly. Before he could fully react, he had already opened the car door and said, "Let's go, please get in the car, my distinguished lady. Wherever you go, I am willing to be your flower protector, whatever you want
You drive.”
"Puch", Ouyang Yiman couldn't help laughing.
In fact, every time she saw Qu Liufeng, she would feel relaxed and comfortable. His humorous conversation made her feel no pressure. It was a completely different feeling from Mu Niancheng.
Qu Liufeng was stunned. This woman was beautiful and changeable. When she was a little girl a few years ago, her tenacity deeply attracted him. Now this tenacity has been covered up and replaced by flamboyance.
Feminine charm.
His eyes couldn't help but be attracted. Just at this moment, he was willing to do anything for her smiling face.
"Go to Brother Cheng's company." Ouyang Yiman sat in his car and whispered. She felt regretful for smiling at him just now, so her brows were furrowed and her face was full of displeasure.
"Okay. Why do you want to go to Nian Cheng's company?" he asked seemingly unintentionally, paying attention to the look on her face.
"Something's wrong."
Ouyang Yiman didn't want to say anything more. She looked out the car window with a repulsive attitude that made people unable to approach.
"I think I have something to talk to you about." Qu Liufeng looked at her, suddenly an idea came to his mind, and he said seriously.
Ouyang Yiman didn't say a word, her face expressionless as if she hadn't heard anything.
"I would like to ask you to work in my company. How about being my assistant? If you are embarrassed to tell Nian Cheng, I will go and talk to him. It would be a pity to leave you, a top student from Stanford Business School, alone."
Ouyang Yiman straightened up and turned to look at him, "Do you think I will go?"
"You can't rely on Nian Cheng to support you for the rest of your life, or the Mu family for the rest of your life, right? Therefore, it is still necessary for girls to do something."
Qu Liufeng said casually, what did his clear words imply in Ouyang Yiman's ears?
Does he know anything?
Ouyang Yiman looked at him thoughtfully, nodded, "Let me think about it."
"Then let me say hello to Nian Cheng first."
As the two of them talked, they arrived at Motown International in Munian City.
Walking out of his car, Ouyang Yiman was a little embarrassed. He went in carrying so many shopping bags, looking so embarrassed.
"I'll see you off. It just so happens that I have something to talk to Nian Cheng."
Qu Liufeng took out the shopping bag from the car. His hands were full.
"Let's go." He said and walked towards the glass door first.
Ouyang Yiman hesitated for a moment and followed him forward.
The two walked into the spacious hall and immediately attracted the attention of most people in the hall.
Although Qu Liufeng is not as powerful as Mu Niancheng, his whole person gives people a pure feeling. It is like a wisp of breeze in summer, with a faint flavor of ink painting.
Ouyang Yiman is wearing a long white dress, as delicate and refined as a white lotus. The two of them stand together, as if they are walking in a painting.
"Mr. Qu, the president is in a meeting. Please wait a moment." The receptionist stopped them and glanced at Ouyang Yiman with obvious jealousy and disdain in her eyes.
"Oh, Miss Luo, do I still need to wait?" Qu Liufeng leaned over and looked at her, the sincere question in his eyes was ambiguous. Luo Mengzhi at the front desk blushed, quickly took a step back, and said shyly, "You, you can
Go up, but this lady..."
"Really?" Qu Liufeng looked back at Ouyang Yiman and shrugged, "Ouyang, there is no way. It seems that you came at the wrong time and will be blocked here."
"Hmm, do you think it's possible?" Ouyang Yiman smiled slightly and turned to look at Luo Mengzhi.
"Miss Luo, I'm here to see my boyfriend Mu Niancheng. Is he in a meeting?"
Luo Mengzhi looked up at her in surprise, looking at Ouyang Yiman up and down for five minutes.
"You said you are Mr. Mu's girlfriend?" She confirmed again in disbelief.
Everyone at Magic City International knows that Mu Niancheng is rigorous in his work, has a vigorous and resolute style, and is ruthless in his methods. This is not only true for the company's employees, but also for himself.
It has been two years since the establishment of the company, and no woman has come to the company to look for him. Therefore, he is also the dark horse prince in the hearts of the female employees of the company.
But, today, this routine has been broken.
Luo Mengzhi's rhetorical question was not loud, but everyone else in the hall could hear it.
Especially those women, their eyes were all focused on Ouyang Yiman, with various expressions of scrutiny, jealousy, disdain, etc.
"If you don't believe it, you can call to confirm. My name is Ouyang Yiman." Ouyang Yiman always had a faint smile on his face.
The indifferent tone gave people a calm and steady demeanor. Luo Mengzhi looked at her and muttered in her heart: This is very similar to Mr. Mu.
After thinking about it for a while, she turned back to make a phone call.
Mu Niancheng was not in the office. There was a meeting in the conference room. Assistant Ye Feng told him to wait until the meeting was over.
"I'm sorry. Please wait a moment." Luo Mengzhi took a long breath, feeling relieved, turned around, and said politely with a sweet smile on her face.
Ouyang Yiman looked at Qu Liufeng. He stood aside and looked like he was watching the show, with no intention of helping her at all.
"Then I'll wait for him in his office. If you don't believe me, you can come with me." She smiled slightly and walked towards the executive elevator on the side of the hall.
The long skirt created ripples, and her tall and graceful figure had a touch of coldness and alienation. Although she smiled, it made people feel inexplicably timid.
Luo Mengzhi was stunned for a moment and chased after him.
"Miss Ouyang, Miss Ouyang, you can't do this. If you anger the president, the consequences will be disastrous." She planned to stop Ouyang Yiman, but she did not dare to come near.
"It doesn't matter. I have been burned by his anger since I was a child and I am already immune." Ouyang Yiman finished speaking softly and stood up.
"It still doesn't work, Miss Ouyang, if you insist on breaking in, I will call the security guard." Luo Mengzhi looked at her angrily. She has never seen such an ignorant woman. Although she is very beautiful, she is too unnecessary.
She was so embarrassed that she pressed her hard. But what Ouyang Yiman said just now made her hesitate.
Over there, someone had already called and asked the security guard to come over.
Two sturdy young men stopped in front of Ouyang Yiman. She smiled. In her memory, she hadn't moved a fist for a long time.
The two security guards were stunned, their eyes wandering, when she suddenly took action.
Just two "pop" sounds were heard, and everyone was still stunned. Two black tower-like security guards lay on the ground. They were grinning in pain and could not stand up.
"Okay. I can go."
She tugged at the hem of her flying skirt, stood up straight, smiled a charming smile, patted Luo Mengzhi on the shoulder, and stepped into the "Elevator for CEOs".
Everyone stared with wide eyes, watching the proud woman's white clothes disappear at the entrance of the elevator, and looked at the two security guards on the ground who couldn't get up. You looked at me, I looked at you, and asked each other, "What's the matter?"
It fell? So fast. Did you see it?"
Shaking his head, he didn't see it.
Qu Liufeng laughed, walked up to Luo Mengzhi, who was still stunned, and said in a low voice, "She is indeed Mr. Mu's girlfriend, and will be his fiancée in a month, the future boss lady of your magic city, and she is also a seventh-level black belt in Taekwondo.
Master, if you don't want to get hurt, stay away from her."
After saying that, he laughed loudly. He picked up the shopping bags in both hands and made a face, "I am completely her follower today."
Luo Mengzhi took a few steps back, looked at the two men lying on the ground, broke into a cold sweat, and scolded sternly, "You are a coward, why don't you get up soon. It's really embarrassing."
He turned around and hurriedly went to make a phone call.
Ouyang Yiman had already sat firmly in the CEO's office in Mu Nian City. Looking up and down, well, the whole office was simple and elegant, calm and steady.
She sat in Mu Nian City's position and fell into deep thought.
In the VIP suite of the Ouyier Hotel.
A woman in a red lace nightgown lay seductively in the arms of a man. The man was slightly bloated, and his shrewd eyes looked greedily at the tall softness of the woman in his arms, and his big furry hands touched the most delicate secrets of the woman.
Where: teasing, carefree ###.
The woman looked at the man in front of her with confused eyes, her seductive eyes filled with lust.
"Mr. Feng, you said that as long as I accompany you, you will give me the leading role in "Flying in the Clouds"."
"Of course, baby, I said that as long as you are comfortable with me, I will give you everything you want. What do you want? It doesn't matter whether you are an international queen or a film and television superstar. The films directed by me, Feng Yulong, have no
Failed."
"Then I'm relieved." The woman clung to Feng Yulong's shoulders, lowered her head and licked the stretched muscles on the man's chest, her charm overflowing.
Feng Yulong turned over and pressed her under him, seductively grabbing her soft top, teasing the woman in front of him, and asked, "Baby, do you think I am more powerful, or is your Mu Niancheng more powerful?"
"I hate it, how can you compare?" Lin Lan said in annoyance, her body had been moved by Feng Yulong's hands so much that she couldn't control herself.
"Why can't we compare? If he is powerful enough, do you still need to find me?" Feng Yulong's fingers suddenly entered fiercely, poking at her ### like he was venting his anger.
"Well, you damn ghost. Come on, when you need help in the future, you have to go to him, right? Wouldn't it be easier for you to do things if I'm here?"
Lin Lan's hand grabbed something he held against her legs.
She eagerly wanted him to enter, but Feng Yulong turned around and lay beside her, the movements of his hands intensifying.
"Baby, you didn't even look at me before. This makes me feel very unhappy." He looked at the tortured woman whose face was red and couldn't stop crying. He remembered that he had stopped her many times before.
###, she didn't even look at him, but he was filled with hatred.
"I didn't expect him to be so ruthless before. Not only did he not let the outside world know about our relationship, but he also didn't help me. I am just a woman who warms his bed, so I will rely on you from now on. Hurry, Mr. Feng,
Give it to me."
She was talking, her hand holding something of his trembling.
"Then you promise to be available when called from now on." Feng Yulong's eyes were full of love (desire). She looked at the beauty-like woman, whose entrance to the forest was already overflowing with swamps.
"Okay, okay, you can do whatever you want? As long as I can become a film and television queen like Zeng Rongfei, I will do whatever you want."
Lin Lan ### said, suddenly pulled away his hand, turned over, and sat upright on something of his. With a wild scream, she twisted up and down crazily.
"Any conditions are acceptable?" Feng Yulong raised his fleshy chin, grabbed the woman's softness that was trembling up and down, and played with it.
"Mr. Feng, you are so strong!" The wavy curly hair on Lin Lan's face was completely spread out and flying on her face, fluttering like a lion in heat, dripping with sweat.