The office of the general manager of the marketing department is spacious and bright, with an excellent view. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Although its owner is a woman, perhaps because of the busy business, the whole room is not in order, but rather a little cluttered.

Folders are scattered throughout the room, half-erased schedules are stored on whiteboards, and workwear is piled up on the couch for guests, including shirts, blazers, and even pleated one-step skirts.

Li Peiru sat down on her boss's swivel chair, and when she saw Hu Weifang still standing stupidly, she pointed to the sofa that had been stacked with a lot of clothes, "Sit down, don't be too restrained, since I told the front desk that maybe you are an intern sent by my client to deliver documents, there won't be much of a problem." But I'm curious, what the hell are you looking for me? ”

Hu Weifang trembled and did it on the sofa, and in order to show that he was not nervous, he also put his hand behind the side, trying to look natural.

But this one, there is a problem of spending. There is nothing wrong with the right hand, it should be pressed on a blazer, but the touch from his left hand is silky and cold, MD, if you guess correctly, this should be, the stockings of this goddess OL in front of you? Moreover, piled up with dirty clothes, is it still worn?

Although Hu Weifang likes beautiful legs and beautiful women, it doesn't mean that a little virgin can not care about this kind of thing.

He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his left hand, but after thinking about it, no, if he withdrew his left hand at this time, wouldn't it be so that Li Peiru on the opposite side could see that he had touched her ****? It's not good, how embarrassing, just pretend that nothing happened and continue to talk about business.

Li Peiru, as the general manager of the marketing department, is naturally like a torch. She saw that the little boy opposite seemed to be a little resistant to sitting in the pile of dirty clothes, so she smiled self-deprecatingly: "I'm sorry to let you see me, this is my private office, because I often have urgent things to meet clients or something, and the dusty clothes are not easy to go out to meet people, so I changed them here by myself, and they were all piled up on the sofa." Usually there are no people in this room, and when the guests come outside, I also invite them to coffee in the company's reception room, and only when the sofa is full of me let the little assistant catch it with a big bag and take it for dry cleaning. ”

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay. By the way, you don't ask me who I am? ”

"Didn't you tell me, are you the son of Sister Fang Yafang?"

"You believe what I say?" What Hu Weifang means is that you are also a businessman, what if I impersonate a commercial spy or a thief?

"How is that possible, but your face is indeed eight or nine points similar to Sister Fang, and from the perspective of personality, you have also inherited some of her traits, she is relatively quiet and doesn't like to speak, but when she speaks, she is very direct."

Hu Weifang really wanted to tell the beauty on the other side that my mother is really not quiet, she often nagged at home, and she was really not direct in front of you, for example, she definitely didn't directly say that you were a fox.

However, Hu Weifang is not very good to evaluate the fact that he looks like his mother. He himself doesn't think he looks like his mother, does it seem that outsiders will think that this is a family?

Hu Weifang is weighing whether it is a good thing or a bad thing to be like his mother, and the stage conclusion is a good thing, because when he was young, his mother was also a famous beauty in the neighborhood, and when she married her father, she didn't know how many people lamented that flowers were inserted in cow dung. In this way, is he still a little handsome?

Li Peiru's voice came from his ear, interrupting his drifting thoughts: "By the way, you all know that I am the marketing manager and my name is Li Peiru, I don't know what your name is?" In addition, since I call Sister Fang Sister, you are my nephew, and you will call me Aunt Ru in the future. What's the matter, tell you Aunt Ru directly, I see you grinding and chirping, and you can't hold back a fart for a long time. ”

"This ......" Facing this goddess-level OL who doesn't look a few years older than himself, Hu Weifang can't call him aunt a little. But when he thought that he still had something to ask for today, he was relieved, and it was better to follow the host.

"Okay, Aunt Ru, then I'll be straight to the point." Next, Hu Weifang explained how he met Lin Xina, how she was ordered to close the stall by the police flower because she couldn't cook, and how he and the police flower bet to find delicious sauces. The only statement that has been revised in the meantime is about how Li Peiru's chutney sauce was remembered.

The reality is that Rabbit Mianmian scanned his food memory, which was naturally processed into "I immediately thought of the hot and sour noodles I ate during the winter vacation".

Speaking of this, Li Peiru showed a clear expression: "Oh~ I know, are you afraid to come to me through Sister Fang and let her know that you are being criticized for doing this for a beautiful girl?" ”

Hu Weifang thought about it, don't say it, it's really such a reason. But it's more about the fear that my mother herself will have something to do with the "sassy fox" she hates.

Seeing Hu Weifang nodding obediently, Li Peiru continued: "Don't say it, you can be regarded as a coincidence. The work of our marketing department is busy, and we have nothing to do when we are idle, so we can only drink coffee downstairs to pass the time. I just got a big list two days ago.,It's just fine in the last few days.,Although I'm not interested in helping a junior boy bubble girl.,But in view of the recent boredom to death.,I'll skip work in the afternoon to help you get a pot of meat from my hometown.,Listen to what you say.,Drifting vegetables don't need to be used.,As long as the meat sauce can be mixed with roasted cold noodles to eat.,Isn't it? ”

"Yes, yes, thank you so much...... Auntie. ”

Li Peiru took out the new piano black iphone and glanced at it, "It's twelve o'clock, so let's do it, there is a small BHG Hualian downstairs in the unit, there are not so many pork belly and vinegar in my house, they are all bought before each time, let's go downstairs to buy it in a while, you help me carry the vinegar bucket, and I will drive you back to my house." ”

"This ...... This ...... "Hu Weifang has been here for a long time, and he didn't dare to say it, this is not very good, think about it, people make authentic faces, seasonings or something must be the most complete in Aunt Ru's family, if you win steadily today, the other party is currently proposing the best plan, "Then there is Aunt Lao Ru, in the future, you are driven, I must saddle the horse before and after, bow to the end, and die and ......"

"You Beijing children are poor-mouthed, where are so many idioms and witticisms. You are my nephew, where is there a support for you, don't be idle when the time comes, Aunt Ru and I make the meat is not delicious. ”

"What do you say, you see, I'm here for your cooking skills, it's definitely delicious! I never forgot to eat it last time! Hu Weifang's words were true, he didn't remember the noodles made by Li Peiru without being reminded by Mianmian before, but now the beautiful chef with a lively color is beside him, and he recalled the sourness of half a year ago, and it was really drooling.

Maybe he was really shortened by the titles of Aunt Ru and nephew, Hu Weifang was not so nervous, and he looked at the big beauty opposite and became vivid. The other party signaled to silence Hu Weifang, called the assistant to arrange work, and took Hu Weifang downstairs and went straight to the supermarket.