"Everyone, I'm off work first. In order to reach a long-term cooperation with the famous Lisen Group, I must go to the golf course tonight."
"Branch manager, just order as much as you can, otherwise you'll get back pain again."
Shen Zhenghuan always couldn't figure out what the president was thinking. Choi In Hyuk could only squint his eyes quietly, watching Shin Jung Hwan's poor acting skills like a potential hunter.
"Oops! Why do you always pay IQ tax when you make money? In your opinion, our branch president is the kind of person who risks his life for entertainment?"
Shin Zhenghuan looked sideways at his wife Sun Meiyu in embarrassment. Cui Inhyuk raised his eyebrows slightly and looked down at Sun Meiyu's hand on his stomach. Gradually, his eyes showed an interesting color.
"The president of the Lesen Group keeps saying that he likes golf, but his skills are not even at the entry level. The ball probably fell into the wine shop as soon as he hit it. Fortunately, I am better than yours. Zhenghuan's stomach is good, so he can risk his life to accompany you. Well, I'm too pressed for time, so you and your wife can take care of it in the office area."
Shin Zhenghuan looked at Cui Inhyuk's calm face, doubts growing in his heart like seaweed. Sun Meiyu seemed as shrewd as a dolphin. She silently gave up the exit, and then stretched her long and powerful neck towards Cui Inhyuk's back comfortably.
"Branch manager, thank you for your hard work. Please go slowly." Zheng Yucheng bowed and looked gentle like a gentleman. However, the hairs all over Cui Inhe's body slowly stood up. As Yucheng gradually unfolded his childlike innocent smile, his capillaries began to grow. A slight but rapid tremor.
"If the order from Lisen Group is completed this time, I will give you all of this month's commission as a thank you for helping our branch deal with President Wu Bingxu last time."
Yu Cheng opened his eyes wide and looked at Cui Inhe in surprise. The pair of eyes so close at hand, whether it was due to backlighting, were faintly shining through the blue will-o'-the-wisp at the moment. Even on his almost translucent forehead, there was a blue halo faintly emerging.
"No, no, President Wu Bingxu's list was given by you. I'm just following the trend. How can I claim credit from you? And if it wasn't you, how could Ming Yao do it?"
Panic came from all directions like a tide, and quietly tangled in Yucheng's mind into a whirlpool. Yucheng knew that he was about to be dragged into an unknown abyss.
"But if there is no smooth sailing, how can we sail? We brothers have agreed so happily, so don't be polite to me anymore. I will go to socialize with an uneasy mood."
Yu Cheng instinctively twisted his fingers, but his wrist tightened downwards. Yu Cheng could only nodded silently, and those cold hands clasped his wrist tightly, and would pull him away if he was delayed for a moment. ground.
"Branch manager, it gets dark quickly in autumn, so please drive carefully later."
Colleagues in the office area looked at Shin Jung Hwan and Choi In Hyuk who were saying goodbye. Their eyes were all full of instinctive desire.
"I know, Agent Yucheng and Director Shen of our branch are both the gentlest men."
A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Cui Inhyuk's mouth. Cui Inhyuk slowly turned around, and every step he took forward was like a note cutting on the heartstrings.
Until Cui Inhyuk's car gradually drove into the vast dark night, Yucheng still twisted his fingers tightly, and the back of his hand showed a translucent texture, making the light blue veins gradually visible. In response, cold light spread out from his forehead, and his eyes were filled with a enchanting light.
"Jun Mian, the branch manager has gone far, right?!"
Under Shen Zhenghuan's low-pitched inquiry, the long-awaited pleasure drove everyone to stand up like lightning. Windbreakers floated from the back of the chair. The coffee partner and Minhe took out the mirror and began to sort out the water plants. Like hair. The smile on Jun Mian's lips was the most intoxicating, as if there was a tempting pastry placed on Shen Zhenghuan's workstation.
"You're so fast today! You weren't as active as after get off work when you were eating." Shen Zhenghuan muttered and said to Mingyao casually, but his eyes were a little deep.
"That's because I have something big to do today that I have planned for a long time."
Ming Yao obediently relaxed his fingers on his windbreaker, and greeted Shen Zhenghuan with a smile, but Zhenghuan's eyebrows and sunken eyes were obviously scornful of Ming Yao's polite behavior.
"I just said casually, everyone should leave early today, and you should disappear from under my nose immediately."
Ming Yao smiled faintly and turned around with the official document in hand. Suddenly, a mirage-like fog filled his mind, and Chengmei stood in the unknown fog, with that beautiful smile faintly emerging.
"I started struggling early in the morning, and now all my bones are falling apart. Look at this time, last year I would have been playing all night with my friends. Now even squeezing out an hour for a SPA feels luxurious to me. "Jin Zhiyuan complained and shouted at Seungmei without thinking.
"Seungmei, your hairpin fell off."
Chengmei's eyes followed Mingyao's exposed wrists, but she met his brown, burning gaze. Chengmei hurriedly curled her fingers into her palms and bit her lips hard again. At this time, Ming Yao also raised his head, and the two people's eyes inevitably met. At that moment, Yucheng's throat seemed to be strangled by something, making him unable to breathe.
"Oh, I was going to throw this one into the trash can. You see it's already broken, but thank you anyway." Chengmei smiled awkwardly, and her cautious eyes passed through the misty air to Mingming. In Yao's eyes. With a gleam on his back, Yucheng scratched his neck uncomfortably, and quickly walked around his colleagues towards the door.
"I got off work quite early today. I know a very delicious restaurant. Would you like to try it with me?"
Ming Yao swallowed. He seemed to want to continue explaining something, but because he was shocked, he didn't have time to give the complete reason. He slowly leaned back, resting his hands on the desk, looking as lazy as if he had just taken a shower.
Chengmei looked at the door with her face turned sideways. In the misty air, Yucheng's face was completely livid and his eyes were as gloomy as a knife. Chengmei's back felt tense. But after all, Ming Yao is better at observing words and emotions than Cheng Mei. His body, which is taller than Cheng Mei, blocks Cheng Mei's sight with just one turn. An unknown feeling surged up, like hearing the call of a long-lost old friend. Chengmei felt that Ming Yao in front of her was also very familiar, but she still lowered her head silently.
"I'm really a little tired today. How about another day? I'll treat you another day." Chengmei pretended to be witty and had a gentle smile.
"Are you telling the truth? Although I don't know when the other day will be, this proposal sounds good. Then let's go back and rest early today."
The light in the window reflected the door behind the two people. In the shadow, Yucheng, who was extremely angry, had a faint green light in his eyes.
"Why did you clean up faster than me? Oh, you must be missing your wife so much that you're going crazy, right?"
Yu Cheng glared at Ming Yao without hesitation. Ming Yao shivered violently and was stunned for a few seconds by this embarrassing sentence.
"If you really can't make an appointment with your dining friend, would you like me to accompany you? I'm not tired and I don't have an appointment, and I'm very interested in the restaurant you mentioned."
"Do you think I'm looking for a meal buddy?"
"Is not it?"
Jin Zhiyuan's sneer slowly faded under Ming Yao's gaze, and her expression became forbearing and depressed. It was as if his suspicion had been confirmed. But on the surface she still had to look extremely confused and cute. Ming Yao's brows twitched obviously, and then he scratched his scalp uncomfortably.
"My original intention is to communicate more with Chengmei, so that the friendship between us can be sublimated." Sophistry was in vain, but Ming Yao couldn't be soft-spoken.
"You say it so nicely, isn't this just teasing?"
"I said Junmian, your eyes are really poisonous."
As Ming Yao's arms slowly tightened, Jin Junmian screamed and struggled hard. However, due to the huge gap between his muscle strength and Ming Yao's long-term training, the space he could control was limited. Increasingly insignificant.
"It's obviously you who provoked him, can you give me a hand? Hey, Jin Zhiyuan! Don't leave."
Ming Yao grabbed Jun Mian's arms and pulled me over. Then Ming Yao grabbed the back of his neck, forcing me to raise my head to face his own. At this time, Ming Yao's facial profile looked more heroic and tougher, especially after his scorching eyes scanned like a machine gun, everything that appeared in front of him would be instantly transformed into a weak one.
"Brother, I swear to the light bulb above your head that I am really allergic to alcohol, and I have no interest in those raw foods.", "I said you can just sit with me for a while."
Ming Yao said in a half-threat, half-consultation tone. He locked Jin Junmian's hands behind his back like a police officer arresting a criminal.
