"Mr. Shu, Mr. Shu, you can't go in! Mr. Jiang is still having breakfast and will not see guests before one o'clock in the afternoon! ”

Jiang Zuoyi's personal assistant stopped me outside the glass door on the top floor of the Jiangyuan Building.

I said that I had something very important to tell Mr. Jiang, and it was definitely much more important than the fact that he was drinking coffee in his pajamas.

If you don't let me in, I'll say you're beating me up.

As I spoke, I pointed to the bloody streak on my face.

- I look embarrassed enough, and my eyes are sharp enough.

After all, he has dealt with Jiang Zuoyi a lot, and if he can't cultivate a fox, he can become half a weasel.

The tall and handsome mixed-race assistant obviously didn't expect me, a well-dressed female boss, to play a hooligan without even playing a draft, and I was stunned for a while and didn't know what to do!

"Andy, let her in." A lazy voice came from inside the office, and before I even saw anyone, I could already imagine how maddening his expression was at this moment.

I straightened my shirt and knocked twice on the door as a sign of hypocritical politeness before entering.

Jiang Zuoyi was really eating breakfast.

The pajamas were brown plaid and matched the waffles in front of him.

The rich creamy hazelnut jam and blueberry pudding complement the aroma of the coffee.

I can't figure out how a strange man with such a sweet tooth maintains such a good figure.

"Mr. Jiang, please explain what you mean." With a snap, I threw the proposal in front of him, trying my best to suppress the threshold of cultivation and anger.

"It's just a personal opinion, just don't listen to Mr. Shu."

Jiang Zuoyi smiled, poked a small piece of frankfurter sausage with a knife and fork and put it between his snow-white teeth.

Then he squinted and smiled at me.

"Opinions? Hehe! I maintained an elegant smile, but I provoked a tone of not to be outdone, and sneered at each other: "I thought it was Mr. Jiang's signature."

So I made a special trip to remind you - next time you sign, don't use a red pen. Because in our culture, that means a prisoner who is going to be beheaded. ”

I won the tongue, but I couldn't win the pocket, and I regretted it a little after saying this sentence to relieve my hatred.

It is estimated that it is useless to force damage this kind of shameless person, so let's admit it.

So I swallowed, smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, can you give a happy word?" Is there any sincerity to cooperate?

Seeing that the project is in hand and the financing is imminent, please understand our urgent feelings.

It's been a woman's embarrassment over and over again—"

"That's right." Jiang Zuoyi squinted his eyes and spread his hands, motioning for me to sit down: "Obviously, you can eat with your face, but you have to rely on your aura." It's a woman, so you should come up with some women's means. ”

Me: "......"

Putting away the stiff smile on my face, I broke out in a cold sweat in my palms. Subconsciously pulled the hem of the overalls skirt near the knee, I blushed and said Mr. Jiang, please respect yourself, I am married and have children, and I do not accept the unspoken rules.

"I can't help it." Jiang Zuoyi stood up lightly and walked around behind me for a moment. The warm and humid invading breath conveys a strong aroma of coffee.

"Who called Shu always a beautiful woman? If you're ugly, I'll probably want to eat and talk to you. But you're so beautiful, I just want to sleep with you. ”

I froze and jumped out of the way: "You-"

I know Jiang Zuoyi's style, who in the entire S City doesn't know how difficult Jiang Zuoyi, president of the financial giant Jiangyuan Group, is!

It's just that Ye Jinliang was present in the first two negotiations, and he himself was quite serious and introverted when facing our husband and wife. But......

Oops, I forgot!

There is such a rule in the industry of S City - any man who comes to the door between 1 a.m. and 1 p.m. will be beaten out by Jiang Zuoyi; Any woman who comes to the door between 1 a.m. and 1 p.m. will be dragged to bed by Jiang Zuoyi!

I thought it was just a joke, just a rumor, just a divine arrangement of this man by the world!

However, at this moment, avoiding his smiling eyes, I only felt that the cold hairs all over my body were about to stand up!

"I thought that since Mr. Shu dared to break in alone, he was ready to accept my rules." Jiang Zuoyi looked at me with interest, not shying away from those aggressive gazes.

He had his hands behind his back, and under the pressure of the height difference, he needed to arch his back to put his chin in my shoulder socket and whispered, "What's wrong with my face?"

Domestic violence? Emptiness? Asking for comfort? ”