With that said, they filed out of the conference room.
For a moment, he and Han Li were the only ones left in the conference room.
Han Lizheng didn't even look at him. He closed his computer and stuffed it into his bag. He stood up and left. When he passed by him, he paused and said, "I'm going to live with the old lady."
Zhao Tingxing turned his chair around and faced her, blocking her way. His face still had the angry look from the meeting just now:
"What doctrine do you want to fight again?"
"No, long time no see, go back and see her."
"Want to save the country through a curve? Han Li, don't think that I don't know what you are thinking? The old lady is soft-hearted, but she has no say whether I marry you or not."
Zhao Tingxing made it clear today that it was still the same purpose as last time. If she wanted to continue sleeping, she could continue; but if she wanted to do something else, forget it.
Han Li's fingertips holding his computer bag were slightly cold, but his eyes looked up and down on him, and finally settled on his open thighs where he was sitting. He said with a smile: "Don't be so arrogant, not everyone."
They all want to marry you. It’s not because of your good skills. Do you think I’m willing to waste my time dealing with you?”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Tingxing stretched out his right leg and hooked her knee directly. With a little force, her legs softened and she fell onto him, and her computer bag also fell to the ground.
The swivel chair slid back with the two of them due to inertia, and hit the wall of the conference room with a crash. The two of them pressed closer together. Zhao Tingxing said in a mellow voice: "Like technology? That's all easy to say."
What he needs is a relationship that is unburdened and purely for the sake of sleeping.
People are crazy, no matter whether they are in the client's conference room at this time, someone will come in at any time. He is shameless, and she still has to maintain her professional image.
Putting both hands on his chest and getting ready, the door of the conference room suddenly opened.
: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Han, our boss..."
The sound stopped abruptly when he saw the overlapping shadows on the chairs.
As Party B, they came to Party A's company for a meeting, and then while Party A's people were out of the office, they started it in someone else's conference room.
This circle is neither too small nor too big, especially in a small place like County A. Han Li's reputation may be ruined in one day.
Zhao Tingxing, however, remained calm and composed, as if he was in his own office. He even rubbed her buttocks with his generous palms, and said in a tone that seemed to be a smile but not a smile: "Mr. Han, please respect yourself."
Han Li took a deep breath, held on to the handle of the chair, stood up in one go, controlled his facial expression, and even put on a calm smile, and said to the stunned man at the door: "I accidentally fell down, do you have a problem with us?".