300. Raise Lu Jin Shen for a lifetime?

"Mr. Lu, this is the agreement of this transnational cooperation, and country M is willing to give another 2% of the profit to promote cooperation with us, please take a look."

Behind the computer screen, Lu Jinshen was wearing headphones, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

But in the taskbar under the computer, a high-level meeting of the Lu clan is going on.

Dozens of senior managers with millions of annual salaries are reporting the core tasks of the entire Lu family in a respectful tone.

And every word they say and every decision they make will have a wide impact across the country and around the world.

Suddenly, the sound of "tuk tuk" came from the headphones of Lu's senior managers.

The voice came from Lu Jinshen's side.

It seems that someone is knocking on Mr. Lu's table.

The sound of such a disrespectful knock on the table instantly made dozens of high-level executives sit up straight.

At this time, Lu Jinshen's video frame was black, and he didn't turn on the camera.

Just when everyone didn't know what was going on on their president's side, a middle-aged woman's voice came out of Lu Jinshen's microphone again.

"Xiao Lu, how can you listen to songs during office hours? Touching the fish like this, Mr. Su will be angry when he knows about it. ”

As soon as this sentence landed, the sound of a silent jaw hitting the ground behind the computer screen rang out.

Small...... Xiao Lu?

Who is this talking to?

Is their Mr. Lu???

Mom, who ate the bear's heart and leopard gall and dared to call them Mr. Lu that? I don't want to see the sun tomorrow, do I?

However, it is too early to be surprised.

Because Mr. Lu, who was in awe of them, didn't mean to be angry at this title, and even apologized.

"I'm sorry, Sister Xu, I was too tired from work just now, relax, is there anything wrong?"

In the online conference room, there was deathly silence.

Many people even start plucking their ears, patting their heads, and pinching their thighs to make sure they don't have a brain problem or an auditory disorder.

It was Mr. Lu's voice.

If it is fake, it will be replaced.

Hallucinations, must be hallucinations!

At this time, the woman spoke again: "Mr. Su's meeting has encountered some trouble, Miss Song has designated you to be present, although Mr. Su refuses, but such a stalemate is not a way, you better go over and solve it." ”

"Okay, Sister Xu, leave it to me."

After the short but explosive conversation, the sound of walking in high heels fades away.

After the microphone returned to silence, Lu Jinshen's voice sounded again.

And the gentle tone just now is no longer there, Mr. Lu is still the same Mr. Lu, cold and serious, and his aura is compelling.

"Today's discussion is like this, you send me the relevant documents in my mailbox, and tomorrow I will give all the answers."

The cold voice landed, and on everyone's video conference page, Lu Jinshen had already withdrawn from the conference room.

In the conference room, Su Luo's face was pale.

Song handed over such an important meeting to a lady who didn't understand bullshit again and again, and she was really angry.

At this time, across the conference table, Song Huan's face was arrogant, with a smug expression that grasped the 'future technology'.

"Miss Song, I repeat it again, Lu ......."

Before he could finish speaking, there was a knock on the door of the conference room.

"Enter."

Su Luo said coldly.

With a squeak, the door was opened, and Lu Jinshen, still wearing the black suit without any logo, walked in against the light.

At this moment, the man's golden ratio is straight, and the deep and perfect facial contours are outlined by the light to the ultimate beauty.

When Song Huanyan saw Lu Jinshen, his eyes were straight, and his eyes couldn't wait to stick to him.

Looking at this scene, Su Luo was inexplicably irritable.

It felt like her stuff was being remembered.

Possessiveness, who says only men can have it?

There are also domineering female presidents.

"Who told you to come?" Su Luo frowned and said in an unhappy tone.

Looking at Su Luo's unhappy expression, Lu Jin sensed something, and his thin lips hooked lightly.

This smile made Su Luo realize what is called "disaster water" and what is called "a piece of fat".

"I found out that you forgot to take a document, so I sent it to you."

Lu Jinshen's tone was neither humble nor arrogant, and the reasons were strong enough and powerful, so that Su Luo couldn't find a reason to be angry.

"The papers are down, and you can get out."

Su Luo had a cold face and raised his chin, not wanting Lu Jinshen to stay here for a second.

Looking at the fried Su Luo, Lu Jinshen suddenly leaned over and whispered to Su Luo's earlobe.

The sun is slanting.

The two overlapping figures outline a beautiful and ambiguous halo.

The beauty seems to be a frozen picture in an idol drama.

And in the next second, Su Luo's face was dyed crimson.

I don't know what I heard from this top-notch assistant.

Song Huanyan didn't have any appreciation when she saw this scene.

Her face became extremely ugly, and jealousy spread in her eyes.

Just as Lu Jinshen was passing by her and was about to leave, Song Huanyan suddenly reached out and wanted to grab Lu Jinshen's wrist.

But Lu Jinshen was instantly aware of it and raised his hand to dodge.

Miss Song, who had caught an empty spot, changed her face.

"Assistant Lu, why are you so ignorant? What Su Luo can give you, I can double it for you. ”

The smile on Lu Jinshen's face became cold.

"Miss Song is joking, my Su can always give it to me, but I can't give it to anyone."

Looking at Lu Jin's deep and upright back, Song Huan took several deep breaths angrily.

"Su Luo, what kind of ecstasy soup did you give that man? Is he crazy? Or do you really think you can support him for the rest of your life?? ”

Listening to Song Huanyan's words, Su Luo couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Raise Lu Jinshen for a lifetime?

Who in this world would dare to have such thoughts?

"Su Luo, how is my assistant doing? Is it qualified? ”

At night, when Dabao and Erbao fell asleep, the man entangled.

When Su Luo heard this question, he had a question mark in his head.

She tugged at the big furry head buried in her neck.

"What about passing, and what about not passing?"

"If you don't qualify, it must be that I take care of our President Su at night, and I will work harder every night in the future."

Su Luo: "??? ”

What the hell.

What does the assistant's job have to do with whether he sells hard at night?

It's a personal assistant, but it's not a .......

"Hmm....... Don't ......"

Su Luo felt the hot and humid breath and began to explore around her neck, as if looking for the best place to grow strawberries.

What are you kidding, she has an important meeting tomorrow morning, which the CEOs of several companies will attend......

"Then you answer, whether it is valid or not."

The man's voice was hoarse and bewitching.