Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

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Come together on this topic.

Everyone is noisy.

No department has a decent project.

Facing the transition period, the bonus period, and the period of integration of the industry after receiving great power.

Without a leader, organize them well.

With the power and funds in hand, they will disappear.

It may even fail due to mismanagement.

That department didn't want to be a sinner who closed the group, all kinds of documents, all kinds of accountability, all kinds of requirements came.

In front of Bai Weiwei, the problem files were piled up.

Her little white face was drowning in these folders.

Yu Shaoyun was drinking tea, which was brought by the secretary and served good green tea.

He whispered to others: "Just give the lady juice. She has eaten less recently and has a bad appetite. She can't drink too much tea."

Finally came the juice.

Yu Shaoyun looked up at her.

Why isn't this table full of things for Bai Weiwei?

Sure enough, I saw her look dull and watch a bunch of clueless work.

Yu Shaoyun saw that her eyes were red, she didn't seem to know what to do.

He ticked the corner of his mouth without a word, and put the juice next to her. He also drank tea quietly without any help.

People are still noisy.

All rushed to let Bai Weiwei make a decision.

Bai Weiwei sometimes just opened her mouth to say something, but found that no one listened to what she said, because everyone's voice was stronger than her.

Yu Shaoyun's eyes fell quietly on her helpless expression, and then his eyes fell on her neck.

Today, she is still wearing a light floral cheongsam, and under the broken flowers, there is a good outline of a girl's body.

Her cuffed wrists were more seductive and white than the cleaned lotus roots.

Extremely beautiful calf, looming at the split of the cheongsam.

Finally, the lower legs moved, Bai Weiwei stood up and turned to sit on Yu Shaoyun's thigh.

The tea in Yu Shaoyun's hand almost spilled.

Bai Weiwei held Yu Shaoyun's neck in both hands, biting his ears and dissatisfied, "Look at me as a joke."

Yu Shaoyun blinked, a bit dull, he carefully held the tea cup, only to feel a warmth on his thigh, the temperature and softness of the girl.

He gently shook his head, "Isn't this the opportunity for you to make a decision? Now these industries are you, the company is yours, and the employees should be you to manage, lest you say that I overrule you and take away your rights."

The old churros are impeccable.

Bai Weiwei could not think of a point of refusal for a moment, and suddenly she found that all around was quiet.

Those employees stared at them both.

Because Bai Weiwei sat directly on Yu Shaoyun's leg.

It's rare to see Yu Shaoyun, a vegetarian, so carelessly hugging a woman.

Although everyone knows, I have seen Yu Gongzi have a woman.

But he was too immortal and too clean, leading many people to think that his woman was drinking tea with him.

What they saw as a result.

Yu Shaoyun's fingers have been buckled by Bai Weiwei's waist, and the immobile fingertips caressed the softness of the waist.

The action was ambiguous.

Bai Weiwei raised her eyes and looked hard at the past. Many people calmly bowed their heads, pretending not to see.

Yu Shaoyun smiled, "What's wrong, let's deal with things first."

That being said, it didn't stop her from sitting on her lap.

Bai Weiwei suddenly hugged him and said, "You are my chair."

Yu Shaoyun looked at her indifferently, but saw her clarified eyes, they were all lovely perseverance.

(End of this chapter)