Luo Xi couldn't think of anything else that Jing Mohao would be interested in talking to her about.
But since he wants to talk to himself, it must not be something good.
Luo Xi pouted.
He couldn't figure it out and refused to say it.
He could only wait for the big devil to come back and torture him.
After the man reviewed the document, he handed it to Lin Yuan.
"President, there is a press conference at 4:30."
"Pushed" Jing Mohao's tone of voice without hesitation left no room for interpretation.
Lin Yuan was a little panicked, "President, we decided on this last week."
Jing Mohao raised his eyes and dropped the pen on the table, "I made the decision."
"I promised it for you."
Lin Yuan's heartbeat reached 180 beats and stopped suddenly.
If you offend Jing Mohao, you will definitely die.
Jing Mohao signed Long Feifengwu's name on the document on the desktop, "Whoever agrees will go."
"President, you have no plans for this afternoon on your schedule, so" The man interrupted again, "I have something to report to you at the last moment.
Either I push it back or you go."
Lin Yuan really wanted to slap himself, so why did he say another nonsense?
Can he still change the president's decision?
This possibility has never appeared since he started following Jing Mohao.
Jing Mohao glanced at the time and ignored Lin Yuan, who was still pretending to be a piece of wood in front of him.
He took his coat off the back of the chair and hurried out, leaving Lin Yuan alone in the office with a sad face. 4pm sharp.
The man's black Bugatti Veyron stopped at the entrance of Jingrui Palace on time.
The long legs wrapped in black trousers stepped out of the car door first.
The exquisite and shiny leather shoes landed steadily, and the man appeared tall and bright.
"Young Master."
"Um."
Jing Mohao stepped in, holding his pockets with both hands, and cast a shadow in the hall, standing proudly.
"Jing Mohao, you're here!"
Luo Xi stood at the top of the stairs and shouted to him.
"What nonsense are you asking?
You are blind
.
" ""
I can't have a good chat.
"Can I wear this?"
Luo Xi walked down the stairs wearing a lavender gauze skirt, like a princess walking out of a fairy tale.
Jing Mohao stepped forward, took her into his arms with one hand, lowered his head and planted a kiss on her cheek, "Luo Xi, you are tempting me."
"I didn't."
She didn't think her dress had anything to do with him being in heat.
He'll be in heat no matter what she wears anyway "You have."
The man said affirmatively, and one hand began to move around Luo Xi's body.
Luo Xi grabbed his arm with both hands and ducked aside, "Jing Mohao, why are you so perverted?"
Jing Mohao glanced at his neat suit with a serious look and retorted, "I only have black and white on my body, where is the color?"
"You feel lustful" "Luo Xi, you have seen my heart."
The man's low and hoarse voice made Luo Xi tremble.
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"Jing Mohao, why do you always put your hands in your pockets?"
"If you don't put it in your pocket, put it under you." "" Why is this man talking so much porn?
"I've seen reports that people who always put their hands in their pockets do so because they don't want others to know.
Do you have a lot of things hidden in your heart?"
The man's eyelids twitched fiercely, "Which newspaper company, I went to buy it." "" wealthy "Luoxi, explain to me why you keep a copy of Jewelry from the year before last.
Did you particularly admire the man on the cover?"
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