Wild desire tempts him to lose control

Chapter 9 Knock

At this time, on the top floor of Dingsheng Group, there was the president's office.

Xie Yuanduan was sitting in a wheelchair, with the entire Shanghai financial and trade district crawling at his feet.

The white silk shirt drapes properly and outlines the perfect wide shoulders and narrow waist.

At this moment, the noble and cold aura on his body dissipated, revealing the decisiveness of a superior person.

The office was pushed open, and special assistant Jiang Yuan walked in, bending down respectfully.

"Mr. Xie, Lu Yuanqiao has been dealt with completely, and the Lu family is willing to hand over his shares as an apology."

"Hopefully, I can raise my hand high when I am prosperous."

Lu, who was kneeled and licked by Su Zhen, was nothing in front of Dingsheng's abundant capital.

Although the rest of the Lu family don't know why Lu Yuanqiao offended Mr. Xie, Ding Sheng, in order to protect themselves.

He could only hand Lu Yuanqiao into Xie Yuan's hands personally to show his sincerity.

He even gave away his shares, just to survive by cutting off his tail.

Normally Mr. Xie would never take action against such a small business, but this time he wanted to kill them all for some unknown reason.

"They still have two months before they can complete the acquisition."

Jiang Yuan understood that this meant that they still had two months to prepare so that they would look better when they went bankrupt.

After reporting on his work, Xie Yuan looked at his phone for the first time.

He seemed a little dissatisfied and frowned.

"What do young girls like?"

Jiang Yuan was stunned. Is his boss asking about a young girl?

His good professionalism and the caution he had followed Xie Yuan for many years made him quickly come to his senses.

"Mr. Xie, how old is this little girl? Is she an adult?"

"23."

Xie Yuan pinched his eyebrows and put the phone aside.

"money!"

Jiang Yuan blurted out, smiling professionally.

Don’t all young people today love money? Even worshiping gods only worships the God of Wealth.

Xie Yuan paused and relaxed his brows.

"Ok!"

This is what he has most.

"Also, what does knocking mean?"

Jiang Yuan's perfect professional smile fell apart for a moment.

"what?"

Is that what he thought it meant?
Seeing that his boss did have a hint of doubt in his eyes, he calmed down and racked his brains.

"Maybe it's a plant."

"It may also be a unit of measurement that represents a particularly large amount."

I don't know if it was his imagination, but his boss seemed to chuckle.

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After Su Miaomiao left the mall, she asked Uncle Zhong to take her back to her old home.

The old house is located on the outskirts of Shanghai Circle and is a three-story villa.

It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and behind it there is a small vegetable garden cultivated by the old man.

Now that the old man is away, the house has become less popular.

From now on, she will live with Xie Yuan at the Xie family manor. I wonder if she can apply to him to give her a few days off every month and let her come back to live there.

Her room was on the third floor, the one facing south.

The princess bed, the lace window curtains, the roses in the vase by the window were withered, she took them down and threw them away.

I took some clothes from the closet and put them in my suitcase. It was already dark outside.

She was not hungry and had no desire to cook.

I took out my phone and fiddled with it, wondering if I could ask Xie Yuan to advance my salary first and pay the old man's medical expenses. In order to facilitate contact in the car, Xie Yuan gave her her phone number.

She clicked on the screen, still thinking it would be better to chat via WeChat.

After entering the phone number, the pop-up message shows that the other party is her WeChat friend?
Could it be that she was busy today and forgot that she had already added Xie Yuan to WeChat?
Xie Yuan’s WeChat avatar is a picture of his own handwriting, Meow!
The handwriting is wild and has a mismatched cuteness.

I didn't expect that the boss has such a style in private.

Just when Su Miaomiao didn't know how to speak, her bank account suddenly received a transfer.

Collection, 1000000.00.
She sat up suddenly and clicked on WeChat.

[Thank you, husband, did you transfer the money? 】

[Well, salary and bonus at the end of the month, you’re welcome. 】

Su Miaomiao came to her senses and realized that she had made a typo. She originally wanted to say thank you to Mr.

What does it mean to thank your husband?

Then, Xie Yuan's message came over again.

【knock】

Su Miaomiao gritted her teeth, if it weren't for the fact that he was the sponsor's father.

She even scolded him a few times, but what did she mean by scolding him at every turn?
Before replying to Xie Yuan's message, the phone rang.

It's her best friend, Wansui.

She quickly took the phone and connected it.

"Your Majesty, you answered the phone. I thought you went on vacation with your male favorite and disappeared!"

Wan Sui is a patient she met while doing psychotherapy abroad. They are about the same age and both are from Shanghai.

When we come together in a foreign country, it is like meeting each other at a late date.

After returning home, we would get together from time to time.

But a few days ago, Wan Sui and her boyfriend went to Switzerland for vacation. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to ask Xie Yuan for her grandfather.

Wansui seemed to have just gotten up, and her voice was a bit lazy and sexy.

"My dear concubine, don't be jealous. You have to know that everyone around me is a passer-by, and you are the only one."

"When I return to China, I will bring you a gift. By the way, how are you doing recently? Have those from the Su family caused any trouble for you?"

Su Miaomiao lay on the bed holding her mobile phone and shaking her white feet.

"No, I can handle it myself..."

Just as he was talking, he heard the ambiguous sound of kissing coming from the other end of the phone.

Wansui breathed quickly and chuckled.

"Don't do that, it's itchy..."

Su Miaomiao's hand curling her hair paused, and she could immediately imagine what the two of them were doing.

"Bye."

Wansui pushed the young man away, sat in front of the window, and lit a cigarette.

"Why are you so anxious? There is no man waiting for you. I said you are 23, are you sure you don't want to find a man to experience the fun?"

In the past, Su Miaomiao would have scoffed at her theory, but thinking of the happiness Xie Yuan brought her, she bit her lip.

"I've tried it, and it's not bad!"

"What? Who took advantage of my absence and stole my juicy cabbage?"

Wansui took a deep breath of cigarette and exhaled a puff of smoke.

"Come on, let's talk about it. Is it 188, 18cm, 188 minutes?"

Su Miaomiao blushed when she said it: "Not to that point, but there is such a person."

"My family background is very good, I have a lot of money, and I am very good-looking. The key is to respect me enough."

Except for her taking the initiative to cling to him that night, Xie Yuan did not do anything that crossed the line, and he achieved the ultimate in self-denial and courtesy.

On the other end of the phone, Wan Sui's tone suddenly dropped.

"Sisters, run quickly..."

(End of this chapter)