1604 I'm pretty good at my craft

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"Okay, you go down."

Ji Ziming stretched out his white fingers, his bones were distinct, he took a sip of the coffee on the table, and said leisurely, "Gege, are you sure you want to sit here and wait for me?" ”

"Hmm."

Peig nodded, his beautiful eyes shining with a smile.

"Not only am I going to wait for you here, I'm going to work with you on the company."

After speaking, Pei Ge picked up the documents on the table and flipped through them, reading the documents is more cumbersome than listening to the assistant's report, but this time when he returned to the United States, Ji Ziming still didn't bring an assistant.

"Alright then, you sit down a little bit and sit next to me."

Ji Ziming's eyes were deep, and he looked at Pei Ge who was also full of bewitchment, like a fresh prey.

"Okay."

Pei Ge didn't know why, took the documents, and sat next to Ji Ziming, before he got close, Ji Ziming suddenly leaned down and lay on Pei Ge's body, the soft sofa sank down a lot at once, and the two of them threw the documents in their hands on the carpet in unison.

"Ziming, you ......"

Pei Ge's beautiful eyes wrinkled, looking at Ji Ziming who was shining with a blazing light in his eyes, and his voice became smaller, "What are you doing, this is still in the cabin." ”

"Then we'll go to the room."

Ji Ziming's eyes were cold, the corners of his lips were hooked, he knew that if Pei Ge was determined to accompany him in the living room for one night, he couldn't control himself, he had let Pei Ge go in the first two nights, and he couldn't let her go or let himself go if he said anything this night.

The sturdy figure jumped up from the sofa, Pei Ge was carried back to the room by Princess Ji Ziming, unlike last time, this time he was much gentler, the two of them tossed on the wide bed for a long time, and finally Pei Ge begged for mercy in a low voice, and Ji Ziming let her go.

"That's what you said you wanted to come with me."

Ji Ziming stretched out his strong arm to hold the petite Pei Ge in his arms, and his thin lips gently kissed her forehead, like a dragonfly in water, but with countless friendships.

"I know, I'm going to follow you."

Pei Ge lay in Ji Ziming's arms and panted slowly, his slightly red cheeks were full of amorousness.

There was a sultry demagogy in his voice, which hit Ji Ziming's chest, if it weren't for Pei Ge saying that he couldn't hold on, I'm afraid Ji Ziming would set a new record for himself tonight.

Ji Ziming took a brief rest, watched Pei Ge slowly fall asleep, and then crept up from the bed, took the silk pajamas, walked to the bathroom in the other room, washed for a while, and then sat back in the living room, looking at the email Bi Zheng sent him again.

In addition to Bi Zheng's, Manager Wang, who is in China, summarized Qu Jingwan's actions in the company.

Seeing Qu Jingwan making a miasma in Ji's company, Ji Ziming couldn't help frowning coldly, his cold eyes refracted on the coffee on the coffee table, and the slightly swaying liquid seemed to make the entire cabin unstoppable.

And the real person is in Ji's company at the moment, using his self-righteous intelligence to seek useful information on Manager Wang's desk.

Qu Jingwan, who had been in Manager Wang's office for a few days, still hadn't found any useful or usable information. It seems that after she came, this Manager Wang suddenly became cautious in doing things, and even the calls in the mobile phone were intentionally or unintentionally avoided Qu Jingwan to answer.

Of course Qu Jingwan won't take it to heart, since she promised Ji Ziming to come to Ji's company as a grassroots employee, she knew that Ji Ziming would come to this hand, and the important employees in the company became cautious, and the eyes that looked at Qu Jingwan became less kind.

"President, your coffee is cold, or I'll make you a new cup."

The flight attendant didn't know when she changed her clothes, and walked out with waist-length long hair, the smell of perfume on her body had already entered Ji Ziming's nasal cavity before she walked to Ji Ziming's side, not to mention her graceful walking posture, directly through the dazzling light on the roof of the machine, her figure was reflected on the laptop screen on Ji Ziming's laptop.

Ji Ziming didn't say anything, and turned on the brightness of the laptop screen.

"Seriously, President, don't you need a warm cup of coffee?"

Ji Ziming stared coldly at the cup of coffee on the coffee table, it was very likely that something had been put in.

Seeing that Ji Ziming didn't make a sound, the stewardess stroked her long hair lightly, and the fragrance was overflowing in an instant.

"Then you go pour another glass."

Ji Ziming's voice was lukewarm, and it sounded full of the breath of a king.

"Okay, I'll pour you another glass, president."

The senior sister chuckled, with red lips and white teeth, and was reborn with charm.

Looking at the figure of the flight attendant on the computer screen, the corners of Ji Ziming's lips hooked, there was only one woman in him, and that was Pei Ge, who was sleeping peacefully in the room at the moment. Other women don't want to say what they want and have, he will make this woman not even have the qualifications to think.

The flight attendant didn't give up and finally put something in this new cup of coffee.

She is jealous of Peige, why does Peige have the most respected President Ji in the capital. She is smaller than Peige, her body is hotter than Peige, and even her kung fu in bed must be better than Peige. But Ji Ziming couldn't see her for a long time, and after being by Ji Ziming's side for a long time, he added drama to himself, as long as Ji Ziming glanced at her, she could feel her heart fluttering and beating.

Ji Ziming sent an email for dinner, and the flight attendant finally brought the coffee again.

"President, you drink some coffee and continue to work, do you want me to press your shoulder, my craftsmanship is very good."

The stewardess put the coffee on the coffee table and leaned over to reveal the spring light.

"No need, you go down first."

Ji Ziming's voice was cold, with the spirit of a king, and the flight attendant standing beside him did not move at all, but looked at Ji Ziming who was handling business affectionately.

"What, do you have anything else?"

Ji Ziming was disgusted in his heart, such a flight attendant was originally just a delicate girl, but later I don't know why she went for plastic surgery, and the current flight attendant has no original spirituality.

"No, I just want to be here with you, the president."

The flight attendant explained with a smile, but she didn't see the fierceness in Ji Ziming's eyes.

"Get out!"

Ji Ziming let out a low roar, startling the flight attendant standing beside him.

The delicate makeup was also frightened by Ji Ziming's low roar, and he stood in place and forgot to leave.

"Don't you want to roll yet?"

Ji Ziming raised his head, and the fierceness in his eyes had nowhere to hide, and he looked at the flight attendant in a daze.

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