Michelle led her all the way inside, and Qiao Yingying looked left and right curiously. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info the layout of the office area here is refreshing and clear, the decoration is simple and modern, and it looks very comfortable and atmospheric.

In the conference room, representatives of the game companies of the Tang Group are diligently demonstrating the video, hoping to increase the possibility of cooperation between the two companies. Guan Mufeng sat on the top, rubbing the pen in his hand with one hand on the table, and pinching a pile of paper with tofu cubes in his pocket with the other. His expression was calm, as if he was listening carefully to the other party's introduction, but in fact, he had already lost his mind.

After sitting in a position for a long time, he adjusted slightly, and as his eyes moved, he swept over the two figures passing by in the aisle outside, and suddenly his breath stagnated.

"Mr. Guan, what do you think?" asked the representative of the Tang family after the demonstration, and Li Zhenxuan also nervously clenched the pen in his hand.

Guan Mufeng still looked out the window, as if he didn't hear his words. The people from the two companies in the conference room looked at each other, and also glanced outside, but it was empty, and he couldn't help but be more puzzled, but no one dared to disturb him.

Suddenly, Guan Mufeng stood up from his seat, frowning, and his expression was serious. The people in charge of the Tang Group present suddenly raised their throats, but they heard him speak: "Enter the next process, Mr. Wu, you communicate with them." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he strode out of the conference room, leaving a room full of people behind him stunned.

Moving on to the next process? This is... The person in charge of the Tang Group glanced at each other, and their eyes were happy.

Mr. Wu looked at Guan Mufeng's back, and it took a while to react, affirming their conjecture, and the two families happily began to discuss the specific matters of cooperation.

When she arrived at the door of the president's office, Michelle blocked the number plate on it with her body and opened the door.

"Yingying, you go to rest first, get ready, I'll go see if the meeting is over." Without waiting for Qiao Yingying to speak, she took the door directly and left.

Before she could go far, she ran into Guan Mufeng, who was in a hurry.

Seeing that she was only one person, Guan Mufeng couldn't help but feel nervous, could he have seen it wrong?

"Mr. Guan, there is an acquaintance who wants to come to discuss business, I will bring it directly to your office, you-" Before Mi Xue finished speaking, Guan Mufeng had already passed her and walked straight to the office.

Michelle was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw him walking in a hurry, a sly smile on the corner of her lips.

Pushing open the door, Guan Mufeng saw a slender figure standing in front of the window at a glance, a golden sunlight fell on her through the cracks in the open curtains, outlining her slender figure, and several full arcs hinted at the ripeness of the fruit.

His heart suddenly beat faster, and he squinted slightly, suppressing his somewhat restless mood.

Qiao Yingying stood in front of the window, with a high and broad field of vision taking in the prosperous scene of Haicheng CBD, until she was burned by the sun, she put down the curtain, and just turned around and stood in place.

"First... "Sir," she looked at the tall and standing figure at the door, her calm face, and her heart pounded violently.

"Hmm. Guan Mufeng came back to his senses, answered in a low voice, and walked in. The door behind him was slammed shut, and there was a clattering lock.

Qiao Yingying's heart jumped, looking at Guan Mufeng, who was getting closer and closer, she couldn't help but get nervous, and lowered her head slightly.

"Sit down. Guan Mufeng stopped a few steps in front of her and said softly.

"Hmm. Qiao Yingying nodded, followed him to the sofa and sat down.