That Gong Shaoru is so timid, in his company's headquarters, he actually has to go upstairs first, and then go downstairs through the encrypted elevator, it is estimated that the downstairs floors are secret spaces, Yang Mingle really doesn't know what to say. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

got on the elevator, went down about ten floors, the elevator stopped, and then took another elevator, went down two floors, and finally came to the floor where Gong Shaoru's office was located.

The woman in the OL uniform led Yang Ming to a door and pressed the intercom next to the door, "Report to the president, the person has been brought." ”

A neutral female voice came, "Okay, let him in." ”

One of the four bodyguards guarding the door enters the code on the device and opens the door.

As soon as Yang Ming stepped into the room, he was immediately attracted by the layout inside, the room looked like a living room, more like a display room, on the walls around the room, hanging one after another unsheathed knives or swords, illuminated by the light, glowing with a cold light, the whole room was filled with a chilling atmosphere.

Yang Ming said with a smile: "If you are a person with poor psychological quality, I am afraid that when you arrive in this room, you will be immediately frightened." ”

"There is already more than one person of the kind you are talking about. Mr. Yang, the president is inside, please. ”

Pushing open the door leading to the inner room, a fragrance of flowers came to the face, and in the huge space was a garden, following the path paved with rain flowers and stones all the way to the deepest part of the garden, and then opening a door, Yang Ming finally saw the person he wanted to see.

It looks like just an ordinary office, a row of bookcases, a set of sofas, a desk, a twenty-four or five-year-old woman sitting quietly at the desk, seeing Yang Ming coming, she closed the documents in her hand and put them aside, stood up to greet him, stretched out her hand after walking in front of her, and smiled: "Hello, Mr. Yang Mingyang." I am the president of Longcheng Group, and I invite you to come here. ”

"Hello." shook hands with Gong Shaoru, Yang Ming looked at her carefully, a little surprised, the appearance of the woman in front of her was not imagined with Gong Shaoting and Gong Shaojing, but she was more beautiful than them, much better than Zheng Hong.

The tall and graceful body is wrapped in a white OL uniform, with short ear-length hair, no fat powder on the beautiful face, a pair of eyes that are bright and abnormal, stared at as if they can be seen through people's hearts, the body is straight, the whole person looks beautiful, simple, capable, and the grace of a woman, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like Gong Shaojing described the cold strong woman.

Yang Ming was looking at Gong Shaoru, and the other party was also looking at him, although he was well disguised, Yang Ming still felt like he was being stared at by a predator.

Some people are bad, because they are bad on the outside, and they look vicious, but they are not necessarily vicious. And some people look harmless to humans and animals, but in fact they are so bad that the soles of their feet are pus. Although his first impression of Gong Shaoru was very good, Yang Ming could intuitively judge that these women with stunning faces were definitely the latter.

Without paying much attention to Gong Shaoru's beauty, Yang Ming opened his mouth and said: "Miss Gong, I think you are a busy person, and I don't have a lot of time, now that we meet, don't delay unnecessary time, can you tell me the purpose of inviting me here?" ”

Gong Shaoru said: "Mr. Yang is really a cheerful person, since this is the case, I will also get straight to the point, I want you to cure my cousin Gong Shaojie." ”

"Sorry, it looks like I came by mistake this time. Let me cure him, it's impossible. Yang Ming refused directly, thinking that there was something else, it turned out that it was for Gong Shaojie's business, that playboy and murderer, it was better for him to die.

"Everything has to be discussed, maybe after reading something, you will change your mind." Gong Shaoting, as she spoke, clapped her hand.

After the crisp slap, one side of the wall rose, revealing the scene inside, in a huge swimming pool, more than a dozen women in the coolest bikinis were playing in the water, these women had different skin tones, and they looked like they came from all over the world, but they had one thing in common, that is, they were very, very beautiful, and they were no worse than Mo Yuxin before washing the marrow.

More than a dozen pairs of beautiful big eyes with different colors stared directly at Yang Ming, or charming, curious, or shy, the beautiful scenery in the pool, any healthy man's eyes are hot when he looks at it.

Gong Shaoru said: "Mr. Yang, these women come from all over the world, and their lifetime ownership belongs to Longcheng Group, if you are interested, they are yours." Not only that, Longcheng Group will also pay you an additional 300 million for consultation. You look at these two conditions, how about it? ”

"Not interested." Yang Ming didn't hesitate at all, and directly refused, 300 million is an astronomical amount, but it is not very difficult for him to earn. As for the women in that pool, although they are all beautiful, in terms of temperament, even if they are tied together, not to mention the delicate wife Mo Yuxin, the hot little wife Su Qingqing, etc., even the pretty nurse Su Rou can't compare, at best they are just vases. Besides, I got it when I reached out, and I didn't feel a sense of accomplishment at all.

It seems that she had expected Yang Minghui to refuse, Gong Shaoru was not surprised, she went to the desk to pick up a folder and handed it to Yang Ming, "I know about my cousin Gong Shaojie, in general, I feel disgusted that there is such a person in the Gong family." But our Gong family has always been not prosperous, there are very few men, cousin Gong Shaojie is one of the few men in my generation, no matter what, I have to save him. Mr. Yang, please take a look at this document, perhaps, the things on the document will make you change your mind. ”

Yang Ming took the folder and opened it, and saw that it was a plan, a plan for the establishment of the Longcheng Group Charity Foundation.

"Cousin, he has made a terrible mistake and committed a heinous crime, and I know that it is impossible to ask a master like Mr. Yang to help. Therefore, I thought of a compromise solution, Longcheng Group will spend one billion Xia Guo Yuan in the near future to establish the Longcheng Group Charity Foundation, which is committed to the development of Xia Guo Charity and helps people in need. In addition, every year in the future, Longcheng Group will inject at least 100 million yuan into charitable foundations.

I believe that the establishment of this charitable foundation can help many people, which can be regarded as a great merit. And whether this charitable foundation is established or not depends on your words, Mr. Yang. As long as you promise to treat my cousin Gong Shaojie, I promise that within three days, this charitable foundation will be officially established. ”

"You mean, I saved a murderer, but I can save thousands or even tens of thousands of people, it's very cost-effective, and it doesn't violate my own principles, right?"

Gong Shaoru smiled and said, "Isn't it? As long as a charitable foundation is established, some patients who have no money to treat their diseases will receive medical expenses, some out-of-school children will receive school fees, some homeless people will receive living security, and so on. It can be expected that there are at least thousands of people who are helped by the Dragon City Group Charity Foundation every year, and the reason why these people can get help is because of you. ”

Yang Ming closed the document and handed it back, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Do you really think so?" ”

"Yes, forgive one evil and save the good, why not." Faintly, Gong Shaoru sensed that something was wrong, and it was obvious that he had not been able to convince Yang Ming, it seemed that this man was even more difficult than he imagined.

"Since you think so, you're welcome." Yang Ming shrugged his shoulders, moved his muscles, peeled off his shirt and threw it aside in front of Gong Shaoru, strode towards Gong Shaoru, and reached out to hug her.

Gong Shaoru's skills are very good, she dodged away, her face turned cold, and she said in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?" ”

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to be here and eat you." Yang Ming said, hugged Gong Shaoru again, her soft body was firmly embraced, and her lips kissed her delicate red lips.

Before Yang Ming kissed Gong Shaoru's red lips, a hard thing hit Yang Ming's waist, and Gong Shaoru said coldly: "If you don't want to die, just remove your hand!" ”

Yang Ming didn't let go, and said with a wicked smile: "Beauty, you shoot and try to see if you pull the trigger fast, or if I strip your clothes fast." ”

Gong Shaoru said coldly: "You are really a strange man, even stranger than the information I have, but I believe that my pistol must be ten times faster than your hand." Before I change my mind, let go and retreat! ”

"Immediately let go of the president and raise your hands high, or I'll shoot!" The OL uniform woman who led Yang Ming came had a small black pistol in her hand, holding the gun with one hand, aiming at Yang Ming's head steadily, looking at the posture, she was definitely a good hand with a gun.

"You can shoot and try it." Yang Ming directly ignored the OL uniform woman, and didn't care about the gun in Gong Shaoru's hand that was on his waist, and without hesitation, he kissed Gong Shaoru's red lips.

Gong Shaoru didn't expect Yang Ming to dare to kiss her in this situation, her lips were kissed by the man's lips, her head was empty, her hand was loose, and the silver self-defense pistol in her hand slipped down to the carpet.

The OL uniform woman on the side, the hand holding the gun trembled slightly, and fine sweat broke out on her forehead, not because she was afraid of shooting, but because she was shocked by Yang Ming's guts, she actually kissed Gong Shaoru at the headquarters of Longcheng Group, he was tired and crooked?

No matter how Gong Shaoru refused, she couldn't help Yang Ming, the difference in strength was too far, and gradually, her strength weakened, and her resistance became more and more powerless.

Suddenly, Yang Ming let go of Gong Shaoru, and his lips were full of blood.

Gong Shaoru took a few steps back, the smile on his face was long gone, his face was cold at the moment, he covered his front placket with one hand, pointed at Yang Ming with the other, and said in a deep voice: "Kill him!" ”

The OL uniform girl just thought that Gong Shaoru, the president, had been kissed anyway, and it would be too late to make another move, and then she would blow up Yang Ming's head, and the blood, flesh, bones, and brains would be sprayed on Gong Shaoru's face, so it would be okay. Now I have to give the order, and immediately pull the trigger, but hell, where is the gun, where is the gun?

The woman in the OL uniform was incomprehensible, why did the gun in her hand disappear all of a sudden, she had been holding it for a long time, and it disappeared all of a sudden, "Where is my gun, where is my gun?" ”

Yang Ming shook the pistol he had just snatched in his hand, and said with a smile: "Don't look for it, your gun is here." ”

The OL uniform woman didn't see the situation, Gong Shaoru saw it, but she only felt that after an afterimage, Yang Ming had an extra gun in his hand, thinking that he should have quickly arrived at his subordinates and snatched the gun.

Subconsciously, Gong Shaoru wanted to bend down to pick up the gun, but Yang Ming aimed at the muzzle of the gun in his hand, "Beauty, I advise you not to move." ”

Gong Shaoru stood up and said with a cold face: "I am very surprised that it will develop to this point today, and you are a person who greatly exceeded my expectations. Say, now, what do you want? ”