Lin Qianqian played for a while and felt a little tired, very sleepy, and her shoulders and waist were sore.
Damn it, he almost killed her last night.
Thinking of this, Lin Qianqian was a little angry and was not even in the mood to play games.
He put his cell phone back into his handbag and looked around, only to see a few secretaries looking at him across the way.
Seeing her looking over, they quickly lowered their heads and pretended to be busy.
Lin Qianqian took a serious look at it at this time. This is the president's office on the top floor. In addition to President Yan, it is also his group of secretaries.
Damn, they are all fairies with big breasts and thin waists.
One is more beautiful than the other, and one is more charming than the other.
Where is the office, and where is the nightclub.
How dare a man named Yan put all the girls he picks up at the nightclub where he works?
He's a dead pig, even when he's at work.
Just think of when Yan Mubei was at work, these goblin secretaries were dancing around in front of him in clothes that revealed their breasts and arms.
Not only did his eldest son enjoy it, he accidentally reached out to fish one out, pressed it on the desk, kissed it, moved his hands up and down, and messed around with it.
Lin Qianqian's mind was filled with the disheveled appearance of Yan Mubei and the secretaries in front of her, and she suddenly became angry and wanted to curse them.
Although the secretaries over there were busy with their heads lowered, they felt a strong aura sweeping towards them like a typhoon passing by.
It was cold and terrifying.
They couldn't help but shiver all over.
At this moment, the phone at the secretary desk rang. Suru looked at it and quickly picked it up: "Young Master Yan, what are your orders?"
Yan Mubei actually had nothing to do, just review a few documents.
Knowing that Lin Qianqian was just outside the door across the wall, his whole heart was filled with joy and he wished he could rush out to see her right away.
But her words in the morning were too hurtful, and his eldest young master's arrogant self-esteem tried his best to curb his impulse.
No, I can't see her, I have to cool off.
While he was cooling her, he was also cooling himself, counting the seconds on the clock as they ticked away.
When it had been half an hour, he quickly picked up the phone on the stage and dialed the internal number. His tone was indifferent and contemptuous: "Ahem, who...is still there?"
"Who?" Suru couldn't react, she just felt unnatural being stared at by Lin Qianqian.
Yan Mu Beijun's face darkened and his voice was cold: "Lin Qianqian."
If she dared to run away, he swore that he would catch her, lock her up and whip her severely.
Hearing this, Suru sighed loudly: "Yes, yes, please invite Miss Lin in?"
"Ahem, um." After saying that, Yan Mubei hung up the phone, looked down at his shirt, fiddled with the wrinkles, and made a gesture that he thought was very handsome.
After thinking about it for a while, I felt something was wrong, so I spread out the signed documents again, held the pen in my right hand, and rotated it twice as usual.
Perfect.
Yes, he was very busy and he just found time to see her in his busy schedule.
Knock, knock, knock, there was a knock on the door of the office.
"Come in." He deliberately used the coldest and calmest tone.
The person who opened the door and walked in was indeed Lin Qianqian. She was wearing a pleated short skirt, white, with light violet florals on it, which was not obvious from a distance.
It is these fine violet flowers that make her look dazzling, elegant and moving.
The dark purple belt outlines her slender, boneless waist and ties a big bow behind her.