He even felt the coldness emanating from him strongly.
Suddenly, her legs went limp, and she shouted spinelessly "That, that, president, you, you'd better wash it yourself."
After speaking, she hurriedly turned around, trying to flee in a panic Unbeknownst to him, a stream of cold liquid slammed in from behind "Ahh It was like a downpour, and it instantly drenched Gu Huan's body, and she shivered coldly He turned around angrily, with water droplets still dripping from his head, and glared fiercely at the initiator, "Bei Mingmo, what kind of play do you want to play?"
only to find that this guy, with a naked body on his body, seemed to be from the hand of a master carver, and every inch and every place was perfect to be impeccable In particular, the male erect in the lower abdomen was proud, almost blinding her eyes.
Bei Mingmo pressed the water off button at this time, his lips slightly provoked a trace of evil laughter, and said in a hoarse voice: "How about playing a bath game" Bathing games Gu Huan's pupils widened in shock, what he said was as simple as playing a kindergarten game, but his frivolous tone made people have to think about it Her face burned hotter, and the residual alcohol began to work in waves, teasing some longing cell in her body.
Suddenly, bell.
Outside, the phone rang screeching.
Cut through the ambiguity of a room.
Gu Huan's cheeks were red, afraid that she would not be able to resist his strong current, she frowned and complained, "I don't want to play with you to answer your phone call naively."
Xu was too afraid of him, and maybe he was afraid that he couldn't resist him.
At this moment, she was extremely glad that the call had saved her.
Turning around in a hurry, ignoring the wet clothes on her body, she rushed out as soon as she slipped through the smoke Bang.
There was a heavy slamming of the door.
Staying in the bathroom, the sturdy man with a red fruit, frowned, picked up the extension in the bathroom, and sighed in a low voice "Hey, soso" Fourth day, morning Gu Huan's hearty dream was woken up by a ringtone on his mobile phone.
She opened her sleepy eyes and lazily pressed the answer button "Gu Huan, even the president has come to work, you haven't even reached the point where you are so sloppy in your work, I will definitely let the president fire you" It was Linda who called.
The word "ga" woke up the dreamer, Gu Huan hadn't figured out the situation yet, "The president is at work" She leapt out of bed, stepped barefoot on the carpet, and ran out of the bedroom as fast as she could.
In the huge and empty room, there was already a neat and quiet place, and there was no trace of the North Stygian Ink.
"It's our great president, it's only been a few days since the car accident, and I'm coming to work, Gu Huan, as a small employee, do you know how to write shame" Linda's voice on the phone was extremely sharp.
"I know" Gu Huan stroked his forehead that was aching after a hangover, and hurriedly perfunctory, "I'll come right away" Gu Huan rushed all the way to the Beiming Clan's building.
There were many media gathered at the entrance of the building, and the shots of length and length were like countless cannonballs aimed at the North Underworld In the crowd, the noisy voices of gossip reporters rang out one after another: "The Beiming clan suddenly issued a notice, saying that the first round of bidding for the screening project was held early to one o'clock at noon today.
It's crazy."
"Yes, it was more than ten days in advance, but fortunately we are always ready, so as not to be in a hurry, we must get the first-hand report today."
"I heard that many participating units were caught off guard, haha, it is estimated that there are a lot of people who look foreign this time."
"Beiming is really ruthless, I guess it's to prevent someone from cheating in private, so he suddenly advanced it."
"Hey, hey, according to a gossip, the Chinese superstar Miss Soso secretly returned to China not long ago, do you say that this screening project is to pave the way for Soso to open the domestic market?"
"Cut, people's soso is also an entertainment page, can it be compared with a high-end financial and economic page like the North Styx Clan?"
"Ah, you don't know, right?
,It's said that the film project is a gift from Mr.
Beiming to Miss Soso."
"It's not going to be so exciting."
"What does the North Hells have to do with this soso?"
"Now everyone is very ambiguous, it should be a couple."
"Ah, what about the mayor's daughter, Miss Pei Daier, didn't she say that she was engaged to the president of Beiming?"
"Emma, high society is really messy" Gu Huan listened to the gossip news along the way, and his mood became heavier and heavier.
With a calm brow, she hurried into the elevator.
It turned out that the first round of bidding was going to be held today, and remembering that Gu was also among the finalists, her heart beat inexplicably.
Of course, who is soso Ding, the elevator door opens.
She walked quickly into the corridor, and Linda's late mother's face immediately came over, "Gu Huan, don't think that with the old man supporting you, you can be scattered to lawlessness in the bidding competition at one o'clock in the afternoon, if you dare to make a mistake, the emperor can't protect you."
Gu Huan's face froze and he didn't say anything.
He just nodded casually, calmed Linda, and then walked quickly towards the president's office, raised his slender fingers, and tapped lightly on the door panel Knock knock.
"Come in."
In the room, there was still a faint sound of the mellow voice played by the cello of Bei Mingmo.
Gu Huan's heartstrings tightened inexplicably, and he immediately unscrewed the door Bei Mingmo is still wearing a well-cut handmade version of a precious suit, with jet-black hair meticulously combed, and a resolute facial contour as cold as ever.
"President," Gu Huan said with a loud voice.
Bei Mingmo didn't even lift his eyelids and continued to review the file.
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It was as if everything that had happened to her and him in the past few days had returned to square one, and he was so indifferent that she was at a loss for a while.
A touch of loneliness crossed my heart.
"President, I heard that the first round of bidding will be held at one o'clock in the afternoon."
"Hmm."
He replied lightly.
There was another long silence.
"That," she paused cautiously, her dark eyes staring at his every look, "I need to do something" Bei Mingmo raised his eyes and glanced at her, and in his long and narrow pupils, a trace of tiredness flashed, his eyebrows were condensed, and his thin lips sneered, "People who can't do well in a conference report, what else do you think you can do?"
He insinuated at the report she had done last time in the president's photo book.
Gu Huan's cheeks were hot, and he subconsciously bit his lip.
The mobile phone rang at this time.
She lowered her eyes and walked to the couch as she was bored, nestled as she usually would.
Turn on your phone, and a message pops into view The bidding competition is in advance, you didn't inform me that no matter what evil intentions you have, immediately upload a few drawings to Anqi, and the Gu team will come over to compete at noon.
S: Don't force me to be ruthless, I can't afford to lose, and you can't afford to lose Gu Shengtian.
Fingers shuddered.
Looking at the message from her father on the screen, her face suddenly turned pale.
The thought of the drawings made her forehead ache faintly again.
Secretly glancing at the big computer in front of Bei Mingmo's desk, Gu Huan's heart was in turmoil The mansion of the North Underworld.
The morning light shines on the lush courtyard.
In the shade of a large tree, a crumpled Shar Pei dog lay on the edge of a pile of small stones, eating and being lazy.
"A ball, this is your favorite Brazilian sausage that I specially brought from the kitchen, eat it slowly, don't choke to death."
Yangyang squatted in front of Bella, holding the roast sausage in his hand, and fed Bella little by little.
On his small body, carrying a small schoolbag that belonged to him, he took off the exquisite young master costume of the past, and changed back to his original school uniform.
"If you choke to death, your little master Cheng Cheng will definitely come to me to settle accounts.
The problem is, my family is very poor, and I don't have an account book for him."
"Woo" Bella let out a low growl, and couldn't help but roll her eyes, such a stupid child.
There was a hint of reluctance in his immature voice, "A ball, after feeding you, I'm leaving."
Bella ate happily and wanted to say let's go, let's go, let's go.
"I'm gone, you must miss me," Yang Yang ordered with a small pout.
"Woo" Bella nibbled on the grilled sausage, thinking you'd have nightmares.
Yangyang patted its wrinkled little face, "Good job."
After I am gone, you have to take good care of yourself, do you know that grandma has a sensitive trachea, and you can't get close to grandma.
Grandpa has high blood pressure, so you can't scare grandpa.
Cheng Cheng's father doesn't like you to be ugly, don't keep dangling in front of him.
And there's more."
"Woooo "Remember Oh, I'm gone, ball" Yang Yang read it, and his eyes were red.
Finally, he sighed old-fashionedly, and then stood up.
His eyes scanned his surroundings quietly, and then, tightening the strap of his school bag, his small body hid in the cobblestone path of the tree Bye-bye, grandparents.
Bye-bye, up and down the North Hell's house.
Bye-bye, ugly ball.
Also, goodbye to Cheng Cheng's father The North Styls Building, in the conference room.
The atmosphere was tense.
"President, all arrangements have been made at the venue on the tenth floor, and according to the information report just sent by the Public Relations Department, there are now 71 companies that have been shortlisted in the first batch of companies to enter the market."
At the meeting, the senior leaders of various departments are seriously reporting work.
Gu Huan had a good meeting this time, and as soon as he entered the venue, he moved a stool and sat down from the farthest place of Bei Mingmo, picked up his notebook in his hand, and drew and scribbled without a stroke.
From time to time, he secretly swept over Bei Mingmo's handsome and cold face, and his mind kept recalling the bits and pieces that had happened to him in the past few nights Especially on the night of his mother's death, she still remembers the cold tenderness at his fingertips It's just that it's fleeting in the blink of an eye.
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He is still the cold and glacial North Ink of the past.
But she can't seem to go back to the way she used to be With a sigh, she glanced at the clock, and when the hands pointed to 11:25, her heart skipped a beat uneasily.
Dozens of text messages from her father's side almost smashed her phone, and her fingertips became more and more pale, what should she do Drawings, to steal or not to steal Suddenly, the phone vibrated again, and the message came again tfiedsetgt tegendgttegendgt tfiedsetgt t1706231537: