The president bans love: the substitute lady is a paparazzi

Chapter 55
After going down the stairs, the housekeeper was not idle, and directly dialed Duanmu Rui's cell phone number.

And Duanmurui in the company was lowering his head and annotating one pile of documents after another.It's like the emperor correcting a memorial, frowning for a while, thinking for a while.Lisa, as usual, looked at his still handsome side face through the glass wall, and smiled slightly.

Standing up, he brought in the freshly brewed coffee on the table.

"President, there are a lot of materials today, and it may take a little later. Have a cup of coffee to refresh yourself."

She is gentle and delicate, with an outstanding temperament, standing in front of Duanmurui with the most charming smile, seeing him looking up at her, she was overjoyed for no reason.

"Okay, thank you." He remained calm, quickly looked away, and continued to annotate the document in his hand.

Seeing this, Lisa could only twitch the corner of her mouth, and went back to her office.

Jingle Bell.
The unique ringtone of the villa number rang, and Duanmurui quickly picked it up.

"Hey, young master! Did you not protect the young lady well today and frighten her?"

As soon as he opened his mouth to question, Duanmurui pinched the bridge of his nose and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Young madam doesn't even eat dinner! She doesn't eat the young master in her belly! Alas! I'm old and I can't speak well, what do you think I should do!" The uncle's anxiety was vividly reflected in the In tone.

"understood."

Duanmurui hung up the phone and frowned.Originally, he was dissatisfied with the inexplicable feeling that that woman was attractive and cute. What does it matter to him if she doesn't eat? !
When he looked down at those contracts again, his mind was already restless.Even the final signer became Xia Yan.

He rubbed his eyes, closed them and opened them again.It was found that there were three words clearly written on it: fashion is late.

Alas, the editor-in-chief of Fengxiang magazine always has all kinds of strange ideas, hoping to cooperate with Duanmu Century.After thinking about it, all the words on the contract suddenly stood up, and then jumped and walked together.

And then displayed on the white paper, there are indeed densely packed words of Xia Yan.

Duanmu Rui stood up from the chair.

Lisa hurried in and asked in a panic, "President, what happened?"

"You, read this proposal for me!" Duan Murui ordered in horror, pointing to the blank paper filled with the words "Xia Yan".

"Yes!" Lisa stepped forward, took it, and read it aloud in a very broadcast style: "My magazine's latest column "Beauty, Don't Move" is in line with the needs of the grassroots people in today's society. *Silk psychology, in line with the young people of today..."

Not Xia Yan?Duanmurui closed his eyes, and said tiredly, "Forget it, read all these contracts for me."

Lisa continued to do so.However, Duanmurui could not hear Lisa's voice gradually, and Xia Yan's laughter, crying, and cute look kept appearing in his head, and he couldn't get rid of it.

"President, are you okay, President?" Lisa asked worriedly.

"It's okay, what do you usually have for dinner?"

Lisa couldn't help being surprised by Duanmurui's words.Rolling his eyes, he seemed to understand something, and said with a smile on his face: "Mr. Mo, there is a barbecue at the corner of this street that does a good job. Would you like it?"

"Well, you go ask for two copies and ask them to deliver it." Duanmurui said with a natural expression while closing the folder.

"Yes!"

Lisa's footsteps were extremely brisk, and she immediately left the room, returned to her desk, and made a phone call.

(End of this chapter)