Catastrophe of Meaning(227)

Wolong Village, bluestone hut. In the www.biquge.info room, more than 20 children have immature voices, following Xinlu's melodious tunes. Outside the window, Wang Decheng secretly monitored Xin Lu, the hidden miniature camera in his hand focused on Xin Lu in the classroom, Xin Lu on the podium was gentle and moving, and the children in the audience sang happily...... On the ridge, Wang Decheng had a secret conversation with his subordinates, and his subordinates complained about the plan to invite the king into the urn, saying why he was bluffing. Wang Decheng scolded, you know what a fart, this trick is called a strange thing, as long as we control her and block the news, the price is not one or two million can be solved. Otherwise, if we trick Miss Xing into our hometown and just control her, wouldn't it be like adding to the snake and making trouble for yourself. The subordinates seem to understand, but they are muttering in their hearts, it is true that strange goods can live, but the boss is not good at stubble, the boss and the tiger seek skin, and it is not good to fight chickens and eggs, making himself a gray nose. However, the boss has a lot of ideas, and maybe he can really get money in the hands of the boss. The stakes are at stake, I can't figure it out in my head, I really have to listen to the boss, work hard, and eat and drink spicy food is a piece of cake. Immediately, he stopped talking and ran back to the village. On the haystack, Wang Decheng's eyes were gloomy, but he was thinking about how to lock Xin Lu and force her to obey.

Shanghai Nanhua Group, Administration Department. Wen Xin was busy with a bunch of documents, typing and copying documents just to warm up. When he first arrived, he flaunted his supreme rights, commanded him, and threatened him so much that he only had half a life left, and even unceremoniously drove ducks to the shelves and set up conference rooms. Fortunately, it was just an emergency meeting, the documents were photocopied, laid out one by one, everything was ready, and before leaving the conference room, Xin Xin walked into the conference room, and the two happened to meet each other. The paper was flying, the two pairs of eyes locked on each other, Wen Xin seemed to have woken up, and apologized in a panic. Xin Xin was full of worries, and she didn't have time to recall, but her nerves reflexively asked, she didn't have eyes to do things, what were you doing sneakily in the conference room. Wen Xin pretended to be trembling and didn't dare to look up, no, no, chairman, I just distributed meeting documents, but I didn't want you to come so early. Xin Xin shouted, nonsense, you mean to say that I am idle and have nothing to do, and I am deliberately looking for your fault. Wen Xin pretended to be gaffe and apologized in a panic, no, no, chairman, I just accidentally bumped into you, you are a big person, why should you care so much about a small person like me. As he spoke, Wen Xin's tone weakened, his eyelids turned red, and tears lingered in his eyes, choking with tears. In the meeting corridor, a series of footsteps suddenly appeared, Xin Xin thought about it and threw down a sentence, remember, don't be lucky, under my nose, no one can escape my control, especially you, Wenxin of the Administration Department.

Xin Xin walked into the conference room, and the senior manager of the group company entered the conference room cautiously, and the door of the conference room closed mysteriously like a yamen trial.

Xin Xin went and returned, dodging the camera surveillance, trying to eavesdrop, but suddenly realized that this move was startled, and then turned around and left the conference room. At the corner of the corridor, Hou Jiatang's cold eyes were like cold water in winter, and she trembled all over.

Sure enough, Hou Jiatang hid his fangs, and now he is sharp, like a sleeping lion, and has woken up. Standing in place, in the echoing "da-da" sound in the corridor, she gradually moved away, but the doubts in her heart were thicker. Wen Xin sat in the dark of the emergency staircase, his back blended into it, and he had headphones on his ears, Hou Jiatang had been planning for a long time but had ups and downs, and even more deceitful conspiracies and tricks had completely played Wanhui Group. (To be continued.) )