CEO,Love Me Quick

"Oh, yes, I hear you. I'm going to transfer my little bunny." Mr. Li was stunned when he heard Dongfang Yan call him, and then answered immediately. He was afraid that the answer would be slow.

Song Jiaojiao looks at some in front of her, and is suddenly startled. She just wants an apology.

As soon as she thought of thanking her, Dongfang Yan said, "well, it's no big deal. Let's go ahead and talk while walking."

As soon as he finished, Dongfang Yan walked away,

gone? Is this going?

She didn't thank people yet. By the way, why did you help her.

Looking at the back of Dongfang Yan's departure, song Jiaojiao's brain suddenly flashed something. But it was just a moment.

Hearing what Dongfang said, Li always seemed to go back to the sky. He didn't care about xiaopang, his daughter-in-law, who had lost his face. With a smile on his face, he immediately followed him.

"Ding Ding Ding, Ding Ding Ding Ding" suddenly, the ring tone of the mobile phone interrupts song Jiaojiao's thoughts.

Take out the mobile phone, a look at the caller ID, all of a sudden flustered, quickly picked up.

"Hello, manager Liu."

Just put in the ear, a harsh female voice came over: "Song Jiaojiao, do you want to stop working, didn't you let you put the final plan on my desk yesterday?"

When I heard the final plan, I immediately apologized: "manager Liu, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my son's accident happened here, and I'm not careful about the delay..."

"I don't care what you do, anyway, the company's business is a big event. If you don't want to do it, you can get out as soon as possible, egg."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm going back now, I'm going to send it..."

"I'm waiting for you, cutting, and when your company goes bankrupt, I've already sent someone to take the spare one. Just as you're outside, go to Qiao's group and get back the plan of the party."

"Manager Liu, Qiao? I..." Song Jiaojiao hesitated.

"Why, the wings are still hard, right? I don't listen to the boss's command, right? Well, this month's bonus has been deducted."

"All right"

Song Jiaojiao bowed her head and nodded. Anyway, she would not meet them.

Then, she squeezed out a smile and said to her son, "good, go to class. Mom is going to work. Go back to class soon."

Song Qing looked at his mother with a mature look: "Mom, are you ok?"

"Of course, mom is OK. If you go to class well, mom will be very happy. Come on

Song listened, nodded slowly, and then resolutely left.

Song Jiaojiao arranged the children and rushed to Qiao's group without stopping for a minute.

Within dongfangjia group.

Dongfang Yan sat in front of the luxurious and imposing office desk, his face was gloomy and not good-looking.

Assistant Han Dong came in with a tangled face and carefully covered the phone. He whispered to Dongfang: "your old lady's phone call must be to urge marriage, or it is to give birth."

Dongfang Yan's face softened a little.

He bitter face, whispered: "say I went out, not in the group."

"However, this is the 18th call today. If you don't answer it, the old lady may go to the group to find you directly. If you are not there, she will certainly wait for you to come back." Han Dong's face helpless persuasion, really is, is harder than being a mother.

Dongfang Yan reached for his forehead and took the phone.

Han Dong wants to leave the battlefield quickly. Just after taking two steps, Dongfang Yan suddenly stops him: "you go to help me check the person."

Hearing this, Han Dong quickly nodded and left the battlefield like a little daughter-in-law.

Song Jiaojiao is heading for Qiao's building under the strong sun, and finally arrives at Qiao's group with sweat.

Standing under the group, song Jiaojiao took several deep breaths, forced herself to relax, slowly squeezed out a standard fake smile, and bravely stepped forward to the building. Under the guidance of the assistant, song Jiaojiao enters a spacious office.

"Miss Song, I'll pick up the documents first. You can sit down."

Song Jiaojiao nodded gratefully: "thank you."

After the assistant left, song Jiaojiao finally couldn't hold on. She ran to Qiao's group without stopping. Her legs and feet had already died of pain. A buttock sits on the sofa, the image of what is thrown far away by song Jiaojiao, there is no image of the spread on the sofa to beat legs.

After sitting for a meeting, the assistant came over with a document and a gorgeous man was behind him.

Song Jiaojiao's eyelids were lifted and she wanted to get into the crack.

"Song Jiaojiao, it's really you." the man looked at her with disgust, his teeth creaking.

Song Jiaojiao bit her teeth and raised her head: "it's your aunt. How can you refuse to accept it? I don't like it. "

However, since knowing that he and Qin Fei are still in front of him, song Jiaojiao's little guilt towards Qiao Xingfan disappears in an instant and is replaced by disgust. For him, there is no lack of Qin Fei.Qiao Xingfan saw that her tone was not the same as before, with a bit of malice, and her anger became more and more intense. She sarcastically said, "what do you want to do? I tell you, for your swing, woman, I have a little more to look at and feel like vomiting."

When song Jiaojiao heard this, she tried to pour the boiled water from her cup on Qiao Xingfan's ugly face. But in a flash, she thought that he was the object of this cooperation. People had to bow their heads under the eaves and had to bite their teeth.

Although the action on the hand was restrained, she could not control her mouth: "Mr. Qiao, you are too narcissistic, are you looking in the mirror too much and misunderstanding your personal charm?"

Qiao Xingfan looks at Song Jiaojiao and feels that she doesn't know her any more. Several years have passed. Song Jiaojiao's mouth is obviously much stronger than before. It's not interesting to think of it at the beginning.

He waved to the assistant and said, "you go first."

The assistant didn't dare to stay any more. He turned around and left without hesitation.

Song Jiaojiao lifted her eyelids and grabbed the document: "if it's OK, I'll go."

With that, song Jiaojiao wanted to run.

Qiao Xingfan quickly took song Jiaojiao's wrist and bowed his head to song Jiaojiao's ear and said, "the daughter of the Song family has become a small employee running errands. If you feel dissatisfied, you can come to me."

Song Jiaojiao, like being bitten by a snake, threw away his hand: "Mr. Qiao, please respect yourself."