I saw Wei Xu being embarrassed by Su Xiaomei's sleeve, tiptoeing coquettishly and asking: "How can Section Chief Zhuang not be an author?" He was working all-night work every day, and I saw it! Is there something wrong? Decision-maker, what do you say? He asked rudely and willfully, Liang Feifei couldn't coax him, so he made a noise. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xiao Xuan stepped on bright silver thick-soled high heels, wearing a beige off-the-shoulder wrap skirt, standing behind Su Xiaomei with her chest hugged, and the skirt on her legs was divided into two layers: the thick and heavy short skirt was high and tied to the waist and hips, the light beige transparent gauze skirt hung down to the knees, and the white and tight long legs loomed under the faint shadow, wanting to cover up, pure as a bouquet of budding lilies, so clean that people were so soft that they had no strength to beat. It was she who provoked Su Xiaomei to ask Wei Xu in person.

Wei Xu raised his sleeves in embarrassment, and pulled Su Xiaomei around, the wine in the other hand was about to spill out, and he was angry in his heart, but he didn't dare to murder Su Xiaomei, his face was wrinkled, and he was perfunctory bitterly. Because he is a knowledgeable person, he is most afraid of these eldest ladies who are interfering in clerical work, such as Su Xiaomei, whose father sponsored Wei Xu to study in Milan when he was the president, and has an old favor for nearly ten years. He knew that at this time, Su Xiaomei was wronged, and when she turned her face, she could complain with oil and vinegar, and made up ten sentences to arrange him, and finally made up the story of the beginning and end of the story to call her elder father to complain, and this story will inevitably derive ten different versions, translated into eight Chinese dialects and told among her girlfriends and friends, and finally floated into the ears of the national leader.

So you can't offend Su Xiaomei, absolutely, absolutely, you can't murder this girl.

Because there are too few people who murder her, once you become the first person in the past, you may be remembered by her for a lifetime. Wei Xu didn't want to be hated by Su Xiaomei for the rest of his life, so he pretended not to see Xiao Xuan, who was angry, and patiently pushed: "I really don't know, don't look for me for anything, I haven't touched Zhuang Yan's results——"

"What? I remember it was submitted directly to your personal secretary, I gave it myself, didn't you see it? A pleasant hoarse voice floated in, and Song Dan suddenly appeared, taking a step carefully when passing by Su Xiaomei, so as not to be scratched by Su Xiaomei's skirt.

Su Xiaomei's Princess Victoria dress has a steel ring on the head, and the radius of the skirt is too large, and people can't stand within a radius of one meter, so she is equivalent to an illegal building that can move. So Song Dan had to avoid her.

Song Dan was wearing a blue slim long dress, with two earrings dangling lightly in her ears, and it was almost impossible to see whether they were inlaid with diamonds; Compared to the shabby earrings, the gown was surprisingly gorgeous: the azure gown was tightened at the waist and folded with elegant pleats; Two strips of cloth hung over the shoulders from the belt, enveloping the towering breasts and interlacing sharp V-necklines, a line of collarbone visible from the edge of the V-neckline, revealing a deep groove at the bottom. The collar that seems to be so sexy that it is crumbling is firmly sewn on a low-key and luxurious round collar on a black background, and the sexy design suddenly becomes reserved and elegant; And the round collar with a black background is densely pinned with a circle of broken diamonds, lined with a white neck, which is particularly eye-catching. The long skirt fell freely on her toes, a pair of high-heeled sandals loomed underneath, and when she walked with her purse on her waist, the red nail polish appeared under the swinging skirt.

Song Dan's brown curls have grown long, and the elegantly curly dreadlocks hang beside her pretty face to cover the sharpness of her melon seed face. She had already shaved half of her eyebrows, so that she could draw the heroic and straight flat eyebrows by hand, so she looked forward to the spirit of a man and had the courage to not lose to a man. When Wei Xu saw Song Dan coming, he opened his mouth and quickly exposed himself, with love and hate in his heart, while pulling with the coquettish Su Xiaomei, while staring at Song Dan solemnly, staring at her eyes and slowly opening his mouth to perfunctory Su Xiaomei, hoping to make Song Dan shut up: "Then it must be my secretary who forgot to hand it over to me, I must ask him when I turn around." ”

Only then did Su Xiaomei stop pestering, she was easily deceived into the past, and innocently repeated: "Oh, so that's the case." ”

Song Dan lowered her head and lifted her skirt to bypass Su Xiaomei, gently patted Xiao Xuan, who was hugging her chest, stood beside Su Xiaomei, looked at Su Xiaomei seriously, and asked her curiously: "If the secretary hadn't submitted it, then yesterday's briefing would not have shown that achievement." Is it Xiaomei? ”

Su Xiaomei grabbed Wei Xu again and shook it: "Decision-maker! You're fooling me! ”

Su Xiaomei, who was pampered and arrogant, shook her in a big way, hated the fire in the backyard, and began to suspect that Song Dan was privately holding grievances to Zhuang Yan, glaring at Song Dan, but answering Su Xiaomei: "Oh, the secretary must have handed it to me-oh!" I remember! I was busy with a meeting that day, and I left on the table without finishing the approval-" Wei Xu patted his head, proudly thinking that he had come up with a good excuse.

Su Xiaomei didn't know why, she raised her head and blinked curiously, looking at the distressed Wei Xu. Wei Xu performed an unrepentant humility on the one hand, and recalled in confusion on the other, as if he really cared: "Things are too urgent, maybe I left in a hurry, and the unfinished documents were packed up by the secretary, so something went wrong!" ”

These words are full of loopholes, but it is enough to coax Su Xiaomei, and the little girl asked with concern: "Decision-maker, you are so busy, it's really hard." ”

"Yes, yes, to serve the people." Wei Xu was proud.

Then Song Dan squinted his eyes and asked with "curiosity" without being salty or light: "What day are you talking about?" ”

Wei Xu was forced to go to Liangshan, glared at Song Dan, stammered and continued to make up lies: "I...... Is that...... Probably, number 27? It seems to be ......" Wei Xu didn't dare to lie in front of Song Dan, stammered and couldn't make it up, and opened his eyes in pain, didn't look at Song Dan, and looked at Su Xiaomei: "No. 27, I was, uh, approving the documents, yes, it's the document of Zhuang Yan's topic, halfway through, that,"

Wei Xu's mouth was dry, swallowing saliva and continuing to make up: "The secretary urged me to have a meeting. I left my job and left, and then the secretary took my unfinished work, and he, well, he thought I was done, so he put away the things on the table and put them in the 'done' folder. Yes, that's it! It's not easy to find a smart and reliable secretary like Xiaomei these days! Wei Xu's nonsense is getting better, and the last sentence is like a cloud of water in one go, and he shrugged his shoulders and rolled his eyes playfully, trying to coax Su Xiaomei to let go of herself as soon as she was happy.

Song Dan's pleasant and annoying voice fluttered and sounded again: "There is no nine-member group decision meeting on the 27th. So, what did you go to? ”

Wei Xu seemed to have been hit through his chest by a stray bullet from his own people, shook it, and slowly moved his gaze to Song Dan's face, seeing her staring at herself defiantly, her beautiful eyes had narrowed playfully, waiting for her to lie. Wei Xu's chest suddenly rose nameless fire, he looked at Song Dan solemnly, pretended to be calm, and slowly spoke, so as to buy time for the seriously overloaded brain, and raced against time to think about how to fulfill the lie: "I, go, have a private meeting." ”

"It must be a very important private meeting, but the "Regulations" stipulate that high-level people cannot form small circles and small groups." Song Dan looked at Wei Xu, who was sweating profusely, with a clear wine glass on his pretty face, and constantly raised the difficulty of Wei Xu: "Then what you met and talked about was above board, what did you talk about?" ”

Wei Xu was cornered by Song Dan's question, took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, looked at Song Dan and asked meaningfully: "Do you have to listen?" ”

Song Dan tilted his head naughtily, Chu Chu was pitiful: "Why not?" ”

Wei Xu was at the end of his rope, feeling that it was harder to lie than writing a novel, so he forcibly refused: "It's a long story, let's forget it-"

"I have time, I don't mind." Song Dan shrugged innocently, tilted his head and looked at Su Xiaomei and Xiao Xuan: "Xiaomei, are you free?" ”

Xiao Xuan gave Wei Xu a fatal blow: "We were free all night, the party was really boring, and it was not as interesting as listening to the decision-making officer's story." ”

Song Dan looked at Wei Xu and smiled.

Wei Xu had the heart to kill Song Dan. He was driven to the shelves, stood in a panic at the end of the bamboo pole flapping his wings, sweating profusely and continuing to make up: "That's, that's ......" (to be continued. )