Chapter 733

"I'll talk about it when I get back." War Chill Lord.

When Jincao went back to his life, he truthfully told Zhan Hanjue about the process of his and Yu Chengqian's two-car game.

Zhan Han Jue is more interested in Yu Chengqian's identity,

However, thinking that the rival in love not only has a good-looking skin, extraordinary courage, and may even be a richer financier than him. The Lord of War Chill couldn't be happier.

He was really worried that Yu Chengqian would take Zheng Ling's heart when there was a rift between him and Zheng Ling.

In order to protect his little cabbage from being arched by the golden pig, Zhan Hanjue decided to use some extraordinary means.

He sent a text message to Yan Zhengling: "I'm going on a business trip for a while, can you go home and take care of the next three children?" They miss you all too much. ”

When Ye Feng pushed Zhan Han Jue to Yi Nian Chongzhen, the front desk saw Zhan Han Jue, his eyes widened, revealing an expression of disbelief.

The president of Media Asia would patronize their small company?

Ye Feng asked the front desk, "Is Miss Yan here?" ”

Take advantage of the presence of the child to remind her at all times that she is a married woman.

Yan Zhengling was sitting in the conference hall of Yi Nian Chongzhen and was holding a meeting for employees. Blind to the vibration of your phone.

Warlord didn't wait for her reply, and became extremely agitated. "Ye Feng, send me to Yan's Chongzhen."

The front desk was fascinated by the handsome face of the War Chill Lord, and he responded without thinking about it. "Yes."

Then she ran away shyly.

Ye Feng was dumbfounded and teased, "This front desk lady is more like an employee of our Media Asia." If you respond to our needs, aren't you afraid that Chongzhen's boss will fire her? ”

The front desk pointed to the conference hall in front of him, and stammered excitedly: "The president is in a meeting." ”

Zhan Hanjue frowned, Zheng Ling actually became the executive president of the Yan family? It seems that the old lady knows very well in her heart that Yan Zheng is not the material for business. It's just bitter.

Ye Feng said: "The president of my family wants to see her." Please let me know. ”

"Just check it out. Perhaps, our Chongzhen will soar into the sky in the future. The front desk lady said mysteriously.

Yan Zhengling handed the rest of the speech to Yan Zheng, "You can talk about the rest, I'll take a look." ”

Yan Zhengling walked out of the conference room, still wondering who was coming, which made the little sister at the front desk so excited.

Zhan Hanjue said: "Small companies don't have so many rules. ”

The front desk lady was so excited that she pushed open the door of the conference hall, blushing and pressing her thumping heart, and shouted, "Sister Zhengling." Someone is looking for you. ”

Yan Zhengling stopped speaking and looked at the front desk lady, "Who?" ”

"Miss Yan, don't you do business when you come to your door?" Ye Feng suddenly opened his throat and said.

Yan Zhengling paused, exhaled, turned his head, and turned back.

"Then the shareholder wind blew the war master?" She stood in front of her wheelchair and teased with a forced smile.

Yan Zhengling walked like flying, she was wearing professional clothes, white clothes with green hip skirts, looking intellectual and elegant.

When she swept to the two men at the secretary's desk, she was slightly stunned, then turned around and walked back.

It turned out to be the Lord of War?

"This is not the place to talk." Zhan Hanjue was very uncomfortable being stared at by the secretary.

Yan Zhengling couldn't help but want to laugh, but still took him away from the secretary's desk. "Come with me."

She brought Zhan Hanjue into her office, and after Ye Feng waited for Yan Zhengling and the president to enter the door, she pulled the door for them, and he himself stood guard outside like a door god.

"What are you coming to me for?" Yan Zhengling leaned back on the desk, crossed her arms, and looked at Zhan Han Jue and asked.