She wears elaborate makeup, but her eyebrows and eyes are slender, which makes her look a little tricky.

Especially her thin lips give people a sense of meanness.

Fortunately, she also seemed to know her flaws, with heavy lip gloss on her lips and a pair of shrewd eyes, turning the brush back and forth.

Seeing her, a cold glint suddenly flashed in Tang Zheng's eyes:

This woman is the culprit who framed Song Xinmei, Zi Wanhong.

"I'm sorry to delay your time! Please come in, if there is anything, come to my office and talk about it! ”

Zi Wanhong looked very enthusiastic, but her eyes kept flickering.

Tang Zheng smiled at her, his eyes shining.

A kind of information that only men and women knew from was immediately transmitted to Zi Wanhong.

Zi Wanhong's heart shook quietly.

Looking Tang Zheng up and down, she suddenly estimated Tang Zheng's worth, and secretly rejoiced in her heart:

"As soon as he came, he came to me directly, isn't this little handsome guy secretly crushing on me?"

Three Illusions in Life:

"He must like (crush) me ......"

"I can still drink ......"

"Doctor, I can still save ......"

Unfortunately, this Zi Wanhong had the first illusion that Tang Zheng deliberately passed on to her.

Moreover, she is about to fall into the trap that Tang Zheng carefully weaved for her!

Zi Wanhong, who got Tang Zheng's hint, was secretly happy in her heart, but her face did not show anything.

The more you like your person, the less you can get him!

Tang Zheng took Zi Wanhong's expression into his eyes, and sighed secretly in his heart:

"Sure enough, it's a scheming!"

"Mr. Tang, come with me."

Zi Wanhong took Tang Zheng and walked to her office.

Looking at this familiar office, Tang Zheng's eyes were gloomy.

This office often appears in Song Xinmei's subconscious.

This is the sales executive's office, and Song Xinmei has dreamed countless times that this place will belong to her.

Who knows, just when she was about to move in here, she was framed by Zi Wanhong!

Now, the sinister Zi Wanhong has replaced Song Xinmei and moved into this office.

Seeing Tang Zheng looking at the interior decoration of the office, Zi Wanhong said with a smile:

This cheesy decoration made Mr. Tang smile. Originally, this belonged to a colleague of mine, but she was shameless, casually seduced customers, was complained about, and resigned. ”

"Alas, I really can't imagine that my colleague would do such a cheap thing!"

Zi Wan's red face showed a look of shame.

But her eyes quietly tentatively looked at Tang Zheng to see his reaction to the matter of "seducing customers".

Tang Zheng pretended not to be disgusted, but his heart sank slightly:

"Song Xinmei resigned? No wonder I hadn't seen her all along. ”

"This Zi Wanhong is so hateful! Song Xinmei has left here, and the surname Zi will continue to slander her! ”

With a cold look in his eyes, Tang Zheng glanced at a camera in the corner of the roof.

This camera is broken.

At the beginning, Zi Wanhong used this broken camera to slander Song Xinmei for having an affair with a customer.

The customer insisted that Song Xinmei seduced him and wanted to make a xing transaction.

And the camera is broken, even if Song Xinmei wants to find evidence, she can't get it.

Unable to argue, she could only carry the black cauldron on her back and leave here gloomily.

Who knows, Song Xinmei is gone, Zi Wanhong, this guy, actually doesn't learn a lesson.

Look at the camera's light, it's still broken, it looks like the camera hasn't been repaired.

Tang Zheng suddenly sneered in his heart:

"It seems that Zi Wanhong thinks that no one will threaten her? Or does she usually like to do some bad things in the office and deliberately don't fix the camera? ”

Tang Zheng's eyes flickered, and fell on Zi Wanhong's body.

The corners of Zi Wanhong's eyes twitched, and a trace of pride flashed in her heart.

She misunderstood that Tang Zheng was "appreciating" her, and deliberately showed her pretty good figure.

By the way, I straightened up my towering chest.

In a service-oriented industry like theirs, they pay the most attention to personal image.

Although Zi Wanhong is not motivated at work, she goes to the gym very diligently.

came and went, and trained her a more perfect figure.

In the office, I don't know how many men covet her.

However, the holy (leftover) maiden Wanhong did not pretend to be any of them.

A beauty like her with a figure and wisdom is a hot item.

How can the sought-after goods compare with those ballast goods who are in a hurry to marry themselves off?

The narcissistic Zi Wanhong even felt that any man in the office, even her immediate boss, was not qualified to have her.

Her husband must be at least a billionaire's rich second generation.

The Tang Zheng in front of her seemed to be very close to her goal.

The eyesight exercised by years of sales made Zi Wanhong judge at a glance that Tang Zheng's line is at least more than one million.

One million two million, in fact, is not too exciting for Zi Wanhong, who has a transaction volume of tens of millions at every turn.

What really stimulated Zi Wanhong was Tang Zheng's attitude of not caring at all.

Millions of clothes, he doesn't care at all.

As soon as he entered the office, he took off his coat and threw it on the chair.

This shows that he doesn't care about millions at all.

What surprised Zi Wanhong even more was that this Tang Zheng was so young, and he had a calm temperament.

This is the temperament that only people who have gone through great storms and seen the world can have.

This qiē made Dezi Wanhong judge:

Tang Zheng is a noble son with an extremely extraordinary background.

Especially Tang Zheng's casual conversation, the chic that leaked between the three words, strengthened Zi Wanhong's judgment!

"Miss Zi, that's the case, a friend of mine in the capital plans to come to Jianghai to play for a few days, he is not used to staying in a hotel, so I want to buy a house in Longdu."

Tang Zheng threw out the first bait.

When Zi Wanhong heard this, her heart really trembled:

Listen to people's tone, what is wealth?

Just because a friend is not used to living in a hotel in Jianghai, he has to buy a house for others.

This is the handiwork of the rich!

Zi Wanhong became more and more charming, her eyes were rippling, and she looked at Tang Zheng with a smile:

"I don't know which house Mr. Tang has taken a fancy to?"

Tang Zheng said casually:

"Oh, bring me an indoor pool, I think it's good."

Tang Zheng casually pointed to the propaganda color page on Zi Wanhong's desk.

Zi Wanhong glanced at it, and her heart immediately "plopped" and beat faster:

"Oh my God, a house of thirty million! That's a lot of money! ”

Zi Wanhong's breathing accelerated:

"Even if I can't take this Tang Zheng, if I can sell him this house, I can make a fortune!"

"When necessary, sacrifice the hue, it's okay, and it should be a dog to bite......"

Zi Wanhong looked at Tang Zheng's face full of masculine charm, and suddenly felt that if he really had a good night with him, it wasn't necessarily who really sacrificed!

So, Zi Wanhong's gaze at Tang Zheng became more and more earnest.

Her eyes were smiling, as if they were about to drip water.