The tea was fragrant in the reception room of Shengmao International, Lu Jingan sat in the main seat, Old Man Jiang sat in the guest seat, and He Zhu was holding a bamboo piece on the side and playing with the tea leaves, and the tea leaves were dialed into the pot.

Lu Jingan leaned back in the chair and stared at him, his eyes calm and without any intention of speaking.

And Old Man Jiang's gaze frequently fell on He Candle, and he stopped with a look and a desire to speak.

"Mr. Lu,"

"Jiang Lao, please use tea."

He Candle poured tea and handed it to the two, just when the old man thought he was leaving, but He Candle had no intention of leaving.

"Secretary He is not busy?"

He Zhu understood what he meant, in this room, to be obedient, he only listened to Lu Jingan, Lu Jingan didn't open his mouth to let him leave, no matter how much the old man said, it was nonsense.

"My job is to serve good guests," He Zhu said respectfully.

It's also polite, but this politeness is not familiar to the old man.

Old Man Jiang's face turned pale, he picked up the teacup and circled it in his hand, half warning and half reminding: "I have something to talk about with you Mr. Lu, Secretary He will go out first?" ”

"This ............" He Zhu lowered his head and swept his gaze from the tea tray: "I'm afraid it's inappropriate." ”

Lu Jingan didn't speak, all the words that others said were nonsense, and when he listened, he didn't know who the master was.

"Bang............" The old man looked at He Candle with a somewhat ugly face: "Secretary He, don't forget your identity." ”

Seeing this, Lu Jingan picked up the cup and gently blew on it

Qi, the tail of his eyes hooked the arc, and there was a faint strength around him: "When will Jiang Lao be able to go to my territory to instruct my people?" ”

The old man's face turned pale, he looked at Lu Jingan, and his fingertips in the teacup tightened.

"Who are you outsiders?"

Lu Jing'an chuckled in his tone: "What do you think?" ”

"My grandfather, who came out of thin air and wanted to pick fruits, and the special assistant who has been with me for several years, can tell the difference between the children and the children! If the old man is old and confused, I'll find you a doctor? ”

"Mr. Lu, you have a meeting at half past ten." He Candle reminded at the right time on the side.

The meaning is obvious, if Old Man Jiang is more reserved and doesn't speak, then there will be no chance to speak.

Want a face?

Who is Lu always?

He can quietly tear your face off little by little and throw it in the trash.

With him, only who he is willing to give face.

Jiang Lao didn't say much, and stretched out his hand to hand out an invitation: "On November 10, the wedding of the Bo Nan family was held in the capital, and this is an invitation." ”

Lu Jingan didn't mean to accept the invitation, but lowered his eyes and swept his eyes, and spit out two words concisely: "Focus." ”

"I want you to see your mother."

"And then?"

He Zhu listened on the sidelines, obviously feeling that Mr. Lu was already polite, if someone else couldn't make a fart with such three sticks, I was afraid that people would have to get out of here.

"Persuade her to raise her noble hand,"

Hold your hands high???

Lu Jingan's eyes flashed with mockery, and without saying much, he motioned to He Zhu to put away the invitation.

"Sending off guests."

There is no need to stay after the chat, and he has never had much patience with the Jiang family.

"You ............"

What did the old man Jiang want to say, but Lu Jingan got up and left, his movements were crisp and neat, without any mud and water, and his face almost fell on the old man's head.

The man left the living room and entered the office, and found that the office chair that was originally facing the door had turned in a different direction.

Who else but Huanon?

"Shouldn't you be on the crew at this point?"

"How do you know it's me?" Hua Nong originally wanted to scare people, but where did he think about it, it didn't mean anything at all.

Lu Jingan took off his coat and threw it on the sofa at will, walked around the desk to the chair, and turned his slender fingertips on the back of the chair, letting Hua Nong face him.

The man bent down slightly and stared at her: "Who else dares to be so rampant except you?" ”

"Am I called a rampant?"

"You don't count?"

Hua Nong leaned lazily on the back of the chair, listened to Lu Jing'an's words, became interested, and stretched out his hand...... Pulling the tie around the man's neck, the two of them snorted and intertwined, Hua Nong exhaled like an orchid, and asked word by word: "If I am rampant, then Boss Lu usually kisses me without my consent, what is it?" ”

"Huh?"

Close, Lu Jingan smelled the faint mint fragrance between Hua Nong's lips and teeth, and replied: "Did you shoot a kiss scene today?" ”

Hua Nong's expression was stunned, and the claws that grabbed Lu Jing'an's tie loosened a little, and he felt a little cowardly, and straightened his waist and asked back: "Change the topic!" Boss Lu! ”

Lu Jing'an picked up her chin as Hua Nong looked: "Change the subject, Mrs. Lu." ”

"If I'm not mistaken, I asked first."

Hua Nong was dissatisfied with pulling Lu Jing'an's tie, and instead hooked his hand around his neck and brought it to him.

"You say ........."

"Old Jiang, you are so unruly......"

"Jiang Lao ......."

Before Hua Nong finished speaking, He Candle's voice sounded at the door.

Lu Jing'an quickly pulled Hua Nong's hand away from his neck, stood up straight, turned the boss's chair in the direction with a strong arm, and turned his back to the door, the man put one hand on the back of the chair and the other in his pocket, with a Ling Ran temperament, giving people a kind of evil spirit that is not angry and arrogant.

"Mr. Lu, Mr. Jiang insists on coming to you."

He Zhu watched the old man push open the door, and his face changed a little unpredictably for a while.

Lu Jingan's eyes were pressed down, his thin lips were pursed, and he stared at the old man: "Something?" ”

"This wedding of the Bo Nan family, you have to attend as the Jiang family."

Hua Nong nestled in Lu Jing'an's wide boss chair and shrunk himself into a ball in case Old Man Jiang saw him.

Listen to the conversation between the two with your ears pricked up.

"So?" Lu Jingan asked rhetorically.

"If there is disagreement in identity, it will bring unnecessary trouble."

Lu Jingan let go of the hand on the back of the chair, pulled open the drawer and fished out the cigarette case, lit a cigarette and threw the lighter on the table with a click: "Jiang Lao, I'm old, I can understand a lot of nonsense, but don't come to me to fart, I don't have so much time to listen to you." ”

"Sending off guests," Lu Jingan said to He Candle.

Then he said: "If you can't do this little thing, you can get out of here with him." ”

"Yes, yes, yes," He Candle nodded and pulled Old Man Jiang's arm out, and closed the door.

When he left the office, the old man was full of anger, and scolded him from Lu Jingan's office to the elevator room.

It just so happened that Xu Qing was coming up from downstairs, and when she heard this, she didn't have to think about it to know who she was scolding.

"What old broken can come in?"

Old Man Jiang's face turned pale: "Who are you talking about?" ”

"Whoever should be me, some people, when they are old, have not yet lived to understand, they always feel that they can handle this, can handle that, and they don't want to think that they are now being trampled under the ground and even have to rely on others for breathing."