Sang Yu stopped talking.

Xia Xia also said that men have to be hanged, and they can't say anything and do anything.

She no longer held the desk with her hands, but instead wrapped around the man's neck, so that the weight of her whole body was transferred to Qi Huaiyan.

"I'll tell you next time."

Qi Huaiyan's face sank again, and the palm holding her waist turned into a movement dragging her head.

In the next second, he began to press on Sang Yu's head: "The technique was good just now, where can I protect myself if necessary, where can I press it?" Here? Or is it here? ”

The strength of the man's fingertips is not much greater than hers, with a sense of revenge, and Sang Yu screams in pain.

"No, no, no, you can't press it blindly, you can't find the acupuncture points, and if you press it wrong, you will die."

Qi Huai sneered: "Finally admit that it was intentional?" ”

Her little careful thinking is not enough in front of Qi Huaixian,

Sang Yu stepped forward, hugged the man's neck, and whimpered like a cat: "Woo woo, Woo Ye, I really know it's wrong." ”

Qi Huai's soft body was full of arms to soothe his anxious mood, and his brows stretched a little.

The slender fingers gently stroked her hair, the movements were slow and orderly, the distance between the two was slightly widened, and the head was lowered and kissed on the soft and sweet lips, tossing and rubbing, extremely ambiguous.

Sang Yu's face was red and her heart was beating, and all the whimpering was swallowed by the man, and she couldn't say a word except for a small soft moan.

"Mr. Qi, the meeting is ready, you can ......"

Sunset pushes open the door and sees the boss hugging a woman in a crimson suit and kissing him wantonly.

Frightened, he hurriedly covered his eyes with the folder.

"It's not too urgent, I'll let them wait a while, you continue."

The action of one in and one out, in less than three seconds, the shock in Sunset's heart was more intense than Mars hitting the Earth.

Calming down, he fell into deep doubt again.

Who is the woman in the boss's arms?

The more he thought about it, the more familiar it sounded like the crimson suit.

Crimson...... Damn, isn't that the color of Liang Yan's tooling?

Since the boss was visually impaired, the colors of the employees of the president's office are arranged according to the bright color system, and each person has a color number, which is convenient for the boss to distinguish when he goes to work.

Liang Yan she ...... Don't you have a boyfriend?

O iniquity!

Boss, you're confused!

Sunset let out a long sigh with her hands on her head, mixed feelings.

"Brother Hui, what are you doing?" A female voice rang out.

Liang Yan patted the afterglow that turned into a sculpture on her side, her face full of curiosity: "The meeting is about to start, why don't you go in and call Mr. Qi." ”

Sunset's expression changed from acceptance to shock, and her fingers swirled back and forth between Liang Yan and the office, "Why are you here?" ”

"I'm looking for you, the person in charge of the radio station downstairs is in a hurry, didn't you come up to find Mr. Qi? Why is the pestle here as a door god? ”

With that, she reached out and knocked on the glass door of the president's office.

The glass door opened from the inside before her.

Sang Yu's original maple red lips became mottled and uneven, his palm-sized face showed a strange red, and even the neckline of the crimson suit on his body had strange folds.

Liang Yan on the side was enthusiastic.

She knew that Miss Sang and Mr. Qi had an unusual relationship, and she had just sent her to accompany the customer at the elevator entrance, so she didn't want others to watch the excitement.

Liang Yan knew a shocking melon at the moment, but she couldn't share it, not to mention how uncomfortable it was in her heart.

In a blink of an eye, I saw the afterglow beside her, who had always been serious and upright, and her face turned red inexplicably, she seemed to be a CP fan who had found a position, and she suddenly wanted to gossip.

If it weren't for Qi Huai's obscenity, she would have pulled up a banner on the spot and shouted "it s real".

Inside the conference room.

Zhang Huai, who had already refilled three cups of tea, didn't see Qi Huaixi for a long time, and rubbed his palms anxiously.

The employee who brought him as an assistant was also nowhere to be seen for a long time, and he really didn't understand why Mr. Jiang would cram such an important project into a newcomer who was completely unfamiliar with the business.

He was just about to call Sang Yu when the conference room door opened.

Qi Huaixi and Sang Yu stepped into the door one after the other.

Zhang Huai saw the famous master in Lucheng for the first time, and hurriedly stood up to greet him.

Qi Huaixi, the heir of the Qi Group, has a lot of holdings in the domestic entertainment industry and is a real big financier.

The outside world said that his vision was seriously impaired after the car accident, and Zhang Huai looked no different from ordinary people, and his temperament still had the ability to shock people.

"Hello Mr. Qi, I am Zhang Huai from the Business Department of Lucheng TV Station, and I have admired my name for a long time."

After Qi Huai sat down, he pressed his hand in the direction of the sound and motioned for him to sit down.

Sang Yu was the last to come in, and there was only one empty seat left in the conference room, which was still next to Qi Huaixi.

She was hesitating whether to switch places with Zhang Huai, but Liang Yan pulled her over: "You sit, the meeting is about to start." ”

Sang Yu could only comply.

She had just been kissed by Qi Huai in the office and her legs were weak, and she finally sat down, subconsciously trying to find a support point to relax her body.

His legs shook under the table, and soon he touched a hard leg, rubbed it twice, leaned on it casually, and began to listen to the report.

Zhang Huai has a clear mind and is articulate, and he said the advantages of "Cangyue Ji" being broadcast exclusively on Lucheng TV from all aspects, and did not forget to secretly poke and poke and compare with Jiangshang Radio.

He has strong business ability, otherwise he would not be only about 30 years old, and he has already sat in the position of manager in a business department with many talents.

The report continued, and from time to time people from Sheng Hai raised all kinds of questions, and the two sides came and went, and the scene was very anxious for a while.

Sang Yu was taking notes, but her hand kept reaching under the table to adjust the length of her short skirt.

Liang Yan borrowed her set of clothes, the size was one size smaller than what she usually wears, and the waist position was appropriate, but Sang Yu's buttocks were relatively structured, and she couldn't feel it when she was standing, and her hips were so tight when she sat down.

Coupled with the large number of people in the conference room, Sang Yu felt hot and panicked.

Fortunately, a piece of flannel was laid on the conference table for beauty, and she quietly lifted the skirt up, revealing a lot of skin, so that she felt less hot.