Gu Wanwan was very embarrassed.

so awkward.

so awkward.

It was so embarrassing that I even forgot how to write the word embarrassment.

She stared down at her sweaty hands, trying to ignore the probing eyes of the man beside her.

Hey, no, what's going on with that constant "swish, swish, swish" sound?It's not raining outside.

She raised her head under the pretense of looking at the street scene, and cast a glance at Cheng Jihang who sat beside her and hadn't said a word for a long time.

Ah, it turned out that he had been looking at the document, flipping through the pages quickly.

Speaking of which, what Gu Wanwan admired most about Cheng Jihang was that he was so invincibly fast at reading documents, ten lines at a glance was not an exaggeration at all.Of course, she curled her lips inwardly at first, thinking that he was just putting on a show. How can anyone really read a whole page of text in just a few tens of seconds, especially if it is such an esoteric and boring corporate document mixed with a foreign language? , but after she occasionally attended the video conference between Ji Hang and the French Affairs Department, her frog mentality of "sitting in a well and watching the sky" was completely shattered.

In this world, there are people with an IQ as high as [-], and there are people who are all-rounded in decathlon, you can't accept it.

Looking up at Boss-sama again from the bottom of my heart, Gu Wanwan, whose mind froze frequently today, finally came to his senses—since Cheng Jihang was reading the document, it meant that he didn't look at her at all, and since Boss-sama didn't pay any attention to her. On her, why didn't she quickly wipe off the Coke stains on her chest?After all, her chest is not a second mouth, and she is not interested in sweet and greasy bubble drinks at all.

Alas, as she secretly took out a wet tissue from her bag and wiped her chest with her head down, she sighed secretly, all of this was Jimo's fault.

Originally, she was smiling and looking at the No. 20 seventh-generation descendant of Wuxiang Master No. [-], who usually regards money as dung and beauty as dry bones—Jiang Ling's classmate and fans, talking and laughing at Yan Yan's homework, but Jimo held a long The skirt of the wedding dress popped out from some corner, announcing loudly that he was going to have a big party, immediately, now, immediately!And it's not the kind of people who walk around the audience with a glass of red wine, but there is still not much wine in the glass, it must be a local tyrant who eats meat and drinks a lot!

Before Wanwan came and expressed his objection, the can of Coca-Cola (yes, it was Coca-Cola!) she had memorized the brand, and the Coca-Cola that appeared in front of her in the future must be It has to be Pepsi’s, there’s no need to discuss it!) Sprayed a chill.Jiang Ling and Yang Baa were stunned, and no one thought about handing her a piece of paper, so she just closed her eyes and wiped her face, pushing her wet hair back in embarrassment.

And Jimo, who has taken care of the scourge of "social queen" addiction, has not yet recovered from the state of "drama queen" (stage queen), and covers his mouth with his hands artificially, "Oh, Wanwan, I'm so sorry .”

I'm sorry for your size, it's obvious that you are bouncing all the way and desperately shaking the can of Coke in your hand to spray out when you pull the buckle, look, you are still shaking the bottle now!

But Jimo didn't give her a chance to speak at all. The next moment, he took her with one hand and Jiang Ling with the other and ran towards the Lincoln car, "! now!" (Join us to enjoy tonight, right now!) so that she wanted I didn't even have time to say goodbye to the sheep.

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