Chapter 320 [Brother's Pet] Qu Jingtong's backer

"What? Recent? Yang Xuechu felt incredible, "Wasn't she demoted not long ago?" ”

"Hehe," Chen Xiaohui smiled mysteriously, "what does it mean that there are people in the DPRK who are easy to do." ”

Su Shengsheng knew in her heart that Qu Jingtong knew her identity, and dared to blatantly argue with her, if she said that there was no one behind her, she would never believe it.

Su Shengsheng originally thought that the person behind Qu Jingtong was Qiao Yunfeng, but now listening to Chen Xiaohui's tone, Qu Jingtong should also have someone in the group.

After being demoted, it is necessary to be promoted again, although Wanhe Group does not have explicit regulations, but no one has ever been qualified for promotion in less than half a year, which is just like opening a hanging.

"You say, how hard does Qu Jingtong's relationship in the group have to be?" Su Shengsheng said.

Chen Xiaohui smiled mysteriously, "Well, in addition to the direct blood relatives, there is only that matter left, and her main owner should be a real power." ”

When she got off work, Su Shengsheng saw Qu Jingtong leaving the company in a hurry from a distance, she quietly followed, and found her in an extended version of the Bentley.

With sharp eyes, she silently wrote down the license plate.

She always felt that this Qu Jingtong was not simple, and she had to keep a backhand.

After Qu Jingtong got into the car, he was silent all the way.

Tan Jinxian sat next to her, his hand on her lap, "What's wrong?" Not happy about getting promoted? ”

Qu Jingtong still didn't look at him, his fingers were tightly clasped on the leather bag, "You came back quite early this time." ”

"I think you're back," Tan Jinxian grabbed her minibus, turned her face over, and looked deeply twice, "Not welcome?" ”

"Tan Dong can go back if he wants, and he can leave when he wants, when it will be my turn to welcome." Qu Jingtong's tone was cold.

Although Tan Jinxian is middle-aged, his silhouette is still clear and stiff, and he has the fatal charm of a mature man.

"I came to see you as soon as I returned to China, and it turned out that it was a hot face and a cold ass!" He snorted.

Qu Jingtong knows his temper, it's okay to be coquettish, but she can't really mess him up, the consequences are not something she can afford.

She was still afraid in her heart, and although her body was stiff, she still pressed towards him.

"I, I'm also angry with someone, I didn't mean to show you a face."

Qu Jingtong was having a hot fight with Qiao Yunfeng, and was suddenly summoned by Tan Jinxian on the phone, and he was naturally unhappy in his heart.

Compared with Tan Jinxian, she really likes Qiao Yunfeng, but unfortunately Qiao Yunfeng's heart is not in her, which is what makes her the most annoyed.

Tan Jinxian's hand was wrapped around her shoulder, "Who?" Or is it Lao Luo's son? ”

Qu Jingtong's face was buried in his arms and he didn't squeak.

"I told you a long time ago, don't provoke him, that kid is even more difficult than Lao Luo."

"How dare I provoke him? It's just a little assistant of his......" Her voice in the second half of the sentence lowered, whether Su Shengsheng was just a little assistant or not, she knew very well in her heart.

Tan Jinxian's eyes flashed, "The person who can make Luo Yuting make a move will not be simple." ”

Qu Jingtong opened his mouth, but finally didn't say anything.

"Here we are."

Qu Jingtong heard the voice, woke up vaguely, and saw the familiar clubhouse in front of him.

The scene in the clubhouse was also very familiar, but because of this familiarity, her body involuntarily trembled slightly.

Tan Jinxian leaned into her ear and said in a low voice: "I saw a new thing abroad, tonight, let's try it." ”

He was very tall, and he dragged Qu Jingtong into a room in the clubhouse half-dragged and half-hugged.

After a while, the screams of women began to come from the room one after another, very sharp and thin, and changed their tone.

In the clubhouse, there are many such rooms, and such calls are also common, and no one will care at all.

The next day, when Qu Jingtong stepped out of the room, he was pale and almost out of shape.

Her eyes, at first, were hazy, but gradually they gained focus, became sharp, and became resolute.

She changed her clothes, no longer the bright yellow dress of yesterday, and her whole body was wrapped in a large black trench coat, the collar of which stood up, as if to deliberately hide something.