Chapter Ninety-Three: The Femme Fatale

I said it as if I were telling a joke. "Words * love * first * hair [big schoolbag novel network mobile version dashubao] But Cheng Mingchi, who is standing in front of me, is afraid that his heart has already turned over the river and the sea. Isn't the self-talking Young Master Cheng another disdain for his status as the general manager of the company. I'm afraid how many people poke him in the back, how can such a person become the general manager, just relying on the fact that he is Cheng Lianqing's grandson.

Cheng Mingchi's anger gradually dissipated, and he finally sighed, and looked at me with an uncertain expression: "You come with me." ”

He was the first to push the door open, and I hesitated to follow. Touch your elbow and hiss - real t.

Cheng Mingchi's office.

Unobtrusive luxury.

I sat on the soft couch and felt like I was floating. Inexplicably, I think of the great Gatsby's Daisy, lying on such a sofa will really forget the true love. With a sigh, he returned to reality in an instant.

Cheng Mingchi paced opposite, he stood in front of the bookshelf, his fingers moved lightly, and after a few clicks, he had the file in his hand.

"Take a look." He threw it at me, and he really didn't pity me.

I caught it, smiled lazily, and commented, "The sofa is good." ”

Cheng Mingchi's eyes darkened, and he smiled: "Thank you for the compliment." Next time I will take you to visit my villa. ”

"Don't dare." As I spoke, I flipped through the pages in my hand. All the accounts looked clear at a glance, and I slowly flipped back, his gaze falling on mine. The fingers flipped faster and faster, and then I flipped to the last number of jΓΉ almost without thinking.

"Who made the account?" I looked up, Cheng Mingchi looked directly at me, and said a name, "I don't worry about others, all the accounts are handled by him personally." He raised an eyebrow and smiled, his eyes glazed over, "So, do you think I should trust you or that person?" ”

I didn't care: "If you believed him, he wouldn't let me see the accounts - no suspects." ”

Cheng Mingchi smiled noncommittally: "If all the people sent by the old man are as beautiful as Miss Xi, don't say that this account book is the company, you can do it casually." Just ......"

He spoke in a flirtatious tone, and as he spoke, he leaned down. I've heard that this young man has always been perverse and fickle, but this time I really understood it. When Jin Ge knew that I was coming to his company, he frowned and stopped me and asked me to push this errand.

I looked into his eyes, and the high heels stomped on him hard, moving fast and fast, and I could only hear the sound of this young man's 'ah', and he was jumping around the room with his feet covered.

"Young Master Cheng, everyone outside has heard it, it doesn't matter if you are thick-skinned, I am very scary." I covered my mouth and laughed, the heels were thin and high, and I was so hard that I was afraid it would be enough for him to suffer for a while.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ It is said that femme fatale, beauty femme fatale...... I'll just say how can the old man be so good this time, dare to love is to send a powerful master, Xi Xuanyu, I sue you for not avenging this revenge is not a gentleman! ”

He pointed angrily at me, his expression pained.

I was so funny in my heart, it was really hard to hold back, I walked to the desk and pulled out a magazine, which was exactly the infinite scenery I saw when I visited today: "It is said that gentlemen should not be disrespectful, it turns out that Cheng Xiao is always like this as a 'gentleman'......"

I sneered, Cheng Mingchi's face collapsed, and he almost put the act of strangling me to death.

"This account book is left to you, so as to remind you all the time what it means to be a teacher who does not forget the past and the future."

I got up gently and skillfully and patted my skirt: "Then Mr. Cheng, I'll go to work first." ”

Ignoring the indignant face behind me, I was in a good mood, and Shi Shiran walked out of the office.

"Chen Zhipeng, you come in for me!"

There was a crackle inside, and I was silently mourning for all the valuable objects - what a good host!

Chen Zhipeng passed by me, looking at me with a happy face, his face became more and more ugly, I made a gesture to take care and slowly walked into my office.

Whew, it's still a simple style that is more comfortable and more suitable for the eyes