Yu Xianxian came out of Long Qing's office and ran upstairs non-stop. The call bell on her shoulder rang wildly, and it was Ke Xue urging her, saying that the guests on the top floor had arrived early.

She ran so fast that she couldn't be seen in the blink of an eye, and Xia Zhi didn't catch up, so she didn't have time to ask about the secret of the sticky note.

Xia Zhi looked at Long Qing.

Mr. Long has been sitting behind his desk and smirking for a long time.

- What kind of magic is there on sticky notes?!

I want to know, online, etc., I'm in a hurry.

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Yu Xianxian rushed upstairs, just in time for the elevator on the top floor.

All the welcome employees were already waiting at the elevator door, and Yu Xianxian walked to the front of the line and stood up, her face was not red or panting, and she couldn't tell that she had just run eight floors.

"Ding-dong!" the elevator opened.

Yu Xianxian: "Welcome to Zhulang Hotel, I am Yu Xianxian, the manager of this floor, and I will serve you wholeheartedly. ”

She said the welcome speech without humility or arrogance, and then looked up at the top of the other party's head, and there was a line of words floating on it: "Wife Provokes Fire: President, Let Go of My Mommy", the male protagonist of "Song Shiran".

Let's take a look at the resume of this domineering Mr. Song: the heir of the Song family, worth 100 billion, and the top ten on the Forbes rich list.

Yu Xianxian: On the secret Forbes rich list, there are not 1,000 of the 'top 10 presidents' she has seen, but there are 800.

Continue to look down, the resume that has always flashed blind.

Wealthy, talented, resolute, and decisive.

He has all the temperaments that the boss should have, but the difference is that he is not like the previous bosses who are cold and reject people thousands of miles away.

On the contrary, he has a pair of peach blossom eyes, and he does not smile when he looks at people, but has his own three feelings.

His dressing style is not always a suit like other bosses, but a cargo jacket with a great sense of design. The shirt inside is a light color, and the buttons are not fully buttoned, and one is loosened to expose a little bit of the collarbone.

He also wore three fashion rings on his hands, which were exquisite from head to toe, so he could go to the Milan New Year press conference on stage.

Fashion darling, Yu Xianxian gave him the first label.

The second label is: Playboy.

As mentioned in the article, this Song Shiran is a well-known playboy. He was rebellious and came out to live alone at an early age, so he was not very disciplined by his family.

Since adulthood, the women around Song Shiran have often changed and changed, from Xiaohuadan in the entertainment industry to high-ranking celebrities, or silly white sweet school flowers, and seasonal Internet celebrities...... Song Shiran has a wide range of knowledge, and friends say that he is a walking beauty storage cabinet.

This kind of frequency of changing girlfriends, if you put it on others, you are a scumbag, Aquaman. But Song Shiran seemed to take it for granted.

Song Shiran is golden and handsome, although he changes girlfriends frequently, he will not split his legs. Even he is a gentleman, he will help his girlfriend pull the seat when eating, help his girlfriend pull the car door when getting in the car, and so on.

Most of the time, the woman chases him, he just needs to stand in place and choose to have it with open arms, or refuse to be there, that's all.

Seeing the fox friends and dog friends, they scolded angrily: the drought died of drought, and the waterlogging died.

Song Shiran: "Lead the way." ”

Because of his words, Yu Xianxian came back to her senses from the overlord's article, and responded generously: "Yes, Mr. Song, please." ”

Song Shiran followed behind her: "It's too difficult to make an appointment for the presidential suite in your hotel, I heard that there are a lot of fun, what are they?"

Yu Xianxian rarely met a person who was interested in the hotel's leisure facilities, and hurriedly introduced: "The regular ones are golf, swimming pools, racetracks, etc., the more elegant ones are the special performing artists invited by theaters all over the world, various musical instruments and intangible cultural heritage experience halls, and the high-tech ones have holographic projection amusement parks, 5D cinemas, robot competition halls, ......."

After speaking, Yu Xianxian looked back at him: "I don't know what Mr. Song usually likes to play?"

Song Shiran was stunned.

Yu Xianxian: "What's wrong?"

She raised her hand and touched her face, could it be that there was something on her face?

"It's nothing, I just think you're good-looking," Song Shiran's sincerity revealed from his eyes, "Does your hotel choose a manager based on your appearance?"

A joke, boasting is not embarrassing. If she was another woman, she had already been in the spring and secretly thought that she had won the attention of the domineering president.

But Yu Xianxian is well versed in Song Shiran's nature, he likes to appreciate beauties, and the character of gentleman and ridicule is engraved in his bones, and he looks like this to everyone.

So Yu Xianxian just thanked her politely, and asked Song Shiran to get on the scooter without changing her face: "There are a lot of fun things in front, and it is more convenient to take the scooter." ”

Song Shiran naturally agreed, he sat up, listened to Yu Xianxian's introduction all the way, and came down to take a look if he was interested, so it took them two hours to read it.

In the end, Yu Xianxian sent him to the master bedroom: "You take a short rest first, and lunch will be prepared for you immediately." ”

Song Shiran winked at her: "Thank you, your name is ......"

"Yu Xianxian. ”

"Yes, Manager Yu, I am very satisfied with your service," Song Shiran paused, "I hope to see you later, you are much more comfortable than those fancy-minded women." ”

Yu Xianxian: "Thank you for the compliment, from your check-in to check-out, I will always be there." ”

Song Shiran: "What about after checking out?"

Yu Xianxian: "?"

Song Shiran laughed again: "Just kidding." ”

Yu Xianxian pulled out a formulaic smile, which was regarded as a joke about his not funny, and closed the door and went out.