Chapter 162: Pocket Edition of Uncle? (3)
The more Yan Fu Ningyue thought about it, the more she held her forehead, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she was impulsive, and she turned around to leave, who knew that the security guard refused to let her go at all, and directly blocked her way out.
"Then you call and ask the person who made an appointment with you to come down and pick you up!"
Yanfu Ningyue's glasses widened, did she make a mistake and let Chun Yuli come down to pick her up?
This is a question she would never have considered!
Half an hour later, Yan Fu Ningyue, who was tortured by the security guards, almost asked the police station, and finally dialed the phone number that she was most reluctant to dial, but there was no way that the subordinates were too ruthless, suspecting that she was a commercial spy!
Nima, does a commercial spy have such a book for her to give birth to her boss?
The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, my chest kept rising and falling, and after dialing the phone, I yelled as if I had eaten a gun: "I'm in your security room downstairs!" ”
"Guardhouse?"
Chun Yuli was in a meeting, and when he saw the number, he picked it up as soon as he saw it, but he didn't expect that the anger over there was not small, and the voice was even heard by the assistant on the side.
"Three minutes, you hurry down!"
Syllable!
The phone hung up.
"You go on!" Chun Yuli stared at the phone, dropped a sentence, stood up and hurriedly walked out of the conference room.
The only benefit of the president's exclusive elevator is that he doesn't have to wait, he hurried downstairs, came to the security department on the first floor, and saw the woman sitting on the chair with her nails buttoned inside, and she was a little unconscious.
The others in the security room were taken aback, "President, why did you come down?" ”
"Yes!"
Yanfu Ningyue heard the movement and glared at him coldly, full of warning. Chun Yuli smiled bitterly, this time she completely offended this woman. He walked inside, picked up the bag on the side, and took Yanfu Ningyue's hand, which blinded the eyes of the people in the room.
"Wife, I'm late, I've wronged you!"
Wife?
What is the situation?
"I'll settle accounts with you when I get home!" Yanfu Ningyue whispered in his ear, in the eyes of outsiders, the two were intimate, giving Chun Yuli enough face.
"Good!"
Chun Yuli smiled and took her hand, and the two walked out of the security room, and there were already many people watching outside. Now seeing the two walking out hand in hand, they were speechless in surprise, and many people were whispering.
"Who's that woman?"
"Isn't it the legendary proprietress of the legend?"
"Hostess? Are you kidding me! The proprietress gave birth to a son to the boss, how old is this age, and she is a junior to death! ”
"Maybe it's not even a junior, it's a junior, a fifth!"
"You just can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour, even if you are not a main room, you are a favorite concubine! You can't even get your name listed! ”
"What are you to dare to say that about me?"
……
The latter words, neither of them could hear them, and even if they did, it didn't make much sense. walked into the elevator, went directly to the top floor, and when passing the secretary's room, Chun Yuli instructed the secretary to make coffee and come in.
"You've got a nice environment in this house!"
Entering the office, Yan Fu Ningyue first looked at the layout of the house, and found that someone must have seen it when the house was decorated.
"Being able to get into your eyes shows that person's ability is not bad!"
Chun Yuli also knew that Yanfu Ningyue understood this, and was just about to continue to say that there was a knock on the door, and the secretary let go of the coffee, put it on the table and retreated.
"I just have a better memory! If you read more, you will naturally remember it! ”
Actually, her ability is really not good.
If you really talk about it, I'm afraid that she can't even compare with a few children in the family, and she is equivalent to the one who drags her feet.