Chapter 17: Not an Outsider

"Jun Ting, don't treat me like this, I have something I want to talk to you about." After Qiao Na said this, her eyes glanced at Wang Meng.

Wang Meng wanted to leave, but he still stood firmly in place, after all, he was Gu Junting's assistant, not Qiao Na's person.

This point was deeply imprinted in Gu Junting's mind when he met with Qiao Anan before, and it was not for nothing that he could always follow the president all these years.

Seeing that Wang Meng still didn't leave, Qiao Na continued to coquettish Gu Junting: "Junting, I have something about Hengheng and want to tell you alone." ”

"Wang Meng is not an outsider." Gu Junting didn't raise his head, his tone was difficult to get close to, his fingers pinched the document and turned the page, obviously not wanting to talk to her.

Qiao Na saw Gu Junting talking to her casually, although she felt that she couldn't hold her face, she still sorted out her mood.

"But ......" Qiao Na still wanted to speak, but when she saw Gu Junting looking at her with a fierce attitude, the next words hurriedly stopped.

Qiao Na walked around the table to Gu Junting's side, stretched out her hands to massage his shoulders, and he looked at the woman with her outstretched hands expressionlessly.

When Wang Meng saw Qiao Na like this, he really gritted his teeth faintly, worried about whether he would be sent to Africa when he saw this matter.

So Wang Meng didn't look at it in order to save his life, his eyes looked straight ahead, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Something to talk about." Gu Junting looked at Qiao Na coldly and said.

There was no trace of affection for Joanna in his eyes, although she had known this for a long time, but every time she felt a substantial blow, it would still hurt her very much.

Thinking of Qiao An'an's words, Qiao Na hurriedly gathered her thoughts, and she didn't know how to speak.

At this time, Gu Junting retracted his gaze, ignoring Qiao Na who was standing, he continued to flip through the documents on the table, and his eyes never lifted from the paper.

"Jun Ting, I just want to say, can I attend Gu's next season's press conference?" After hesitating for a moment, Jona finally asked what was on her mind.

After she said this, she stared at Gu Junting nervously, wanting to get his approval, as for the reason for participating, she would not say.

"Hmm." Gu Junting replied without any emotion.

When Qiao Na saw that he agreed, she immediately became happy, she knew that Gu Junting would still look at Hengheng's face and give her this opportunity.

After all, she is Hengheng's mother!

With this identity, Qiao Na can be said to have good resources in the Gu family, and she is still very powerful.

Over the years, Qiao Na has stepped on many people, but she still used Gu Junting's name to do a lot of things.

Wang Meng on the side seemed to be accustomed to it, and he didn't care about Jona's existence at all, as if she was transparent.

Qiao Na knew Wang Meng's attitude towards her, and she was not angry, because she felt that she was not in a hurry, and sooner or later she would clean up this assistant.

"Jun Ting, then tonight, shall we go back to the old mansion together?" Jona said inch by inch.

"No, you don't." After Gu Junting finished signing the document, he coldly picked up another folder and said.

It seems that Qiao Na is the employee who is reporting to him, and even Wang Meng's status can't be compared, she feels very stuffy, as if a big stone has pressed down.

Wang Meng already knew Gu Junting's answer, but he really admired this Qiao Na, as if she was an undefeated "little strong".

The more frustrated he became, the more courageous he said, it was Qiao Na herself, Wang Meng felt that Gu Junting's momentum was cold, and he didn't dare to try it easily.

But Qiao Na, a woman, seems to be immune to Gu Junting's awe-inspiring emotions,

"Okay, Junting, I won't bother you, I'll have to shoot a new jewelry endorsement with my agent in a while." As she spoke, Jona raised her wrist and looked at the slender handprints on her arm, and a strong hatred swept through her body.