The personal secretary mistakenly slept on the black-bellied president

The flashing light sprinkled down like glass, so bright that people couldn't open their eyes. i^

The man had one hand in his trouser pocket, and on his left wrist was a men's watch, which was inlaid with diamonds, reflecting a small reflection.

Under the flickering light, the man's face was illuminated by the strong halo, making it difficult to see clearly, but the handsome figure, the arrogant and cold chin, and the aristocratic and indifferent temperament made people feel as if he was inaccessible. of.

One must know that the Ye family is not an ordinary enterprise, its rise is a legend, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a miracle that it has occupied the largest online game market in China in just ten years.

The members of the Ye family have always acted in a low-key manner, but due to their family background and strong financial resources, they still cannot help being frantically followed and sniffed by various media.The Cultural Communication Company is one of the many subsidiaries of the Ye family. It is said that its founder is not yet 30 years old and has a thrilling personal charm. He rarely shows up in public, and everyone in the industry respectfully calls him "Ye few".

The No. 14 exhibition hall was full of company employees, from directors to senior executives to editors in charge of various departments, all stood up from their chairs. The silence was a little bit, and slowly spread from the entrance of the hall to the entire hall. , as if in a moment, everyone lost the ability to speak. .

The man paced casually, his leather shoes stepping on the long red carpet, and a man in black with a cold face followed him like a shadow.

The manager of the cultural communication company immediately greeted him respectfully: "Nightclub."

The man nodded indifferently and politely, his face was noble and indifferent, as arrogant as before, but even colder, a black handmade suit was worn on him, completely setting off his evil and gloom like Satan in the dark night.

In the exhibition hall, Jiang Liwen stared blankly at the face that was as handsome as a god. Countless flashes of frenzied spinning made her whole body stiffen.

Heart, quickly fell into a dark and icy deep pool, the coldness made her tremble involuntarily.

It was him.

Is he the one who bought the company that belongs to Book City?

Such a small chance for her to come across it!really—

Jiang Liwen clenched her hands tightly, she found that her palms were covered with cold sweat, she took a step back.

The man sat on the main seat like stars holding the moon, and Chen Tezhu followed behind, followed by other senior executives.

Ye Fanli indifferently listened to the manager's introduction of the company's latest situation, nodded slightly from time to time, or asked a few brief questions, with a cold profile.

Jiang Liwen looked at his back and calmed down slowly. She thought that there were so many people here, he would not notice her, as long as she pushed down the pre-arranged speech and kept out of the limelight, everything would be fine . %&*";

"You seem very nervous." Ling Si, who is also known as Jian Xingtianxia, ​​laughed: "What? The speech is not ready."

Jiang Liwen nodded: "I wrote the article yesterday, and I slept too late, so I didn't have time to prepare."

"Oh?" Ling Bang frowned, and stretched out his hand to hand over a few pieces of paper: "Hey, my editor wrote it to me."

Jiang Liwen waved her hand: "Thank you, no need, I'll go to Xianglan to discuss it, I'd better not go up, there are too many people, I'm afraid I might forget my words."

Ling Bang didn't force her, he withdrew his hand, looked at her fluttering eyes from time to time, and bent his thin lips: "Do you know the new boss?"

"Cough!" Jiang Liwen paused while drinking water, took out a tissue and wiped the corner of her mouth: "Cough, cough, Jian Da really knows how to joke."

Ling Bang suddenly lowered his body, moved his handsome face closer, and said meaningfully: "I will introduce you for a while, it will be good for your development."

"Huh?" Jiang Liwen frowned, trying to stop him from messing around.

But Ling Bang had already stood up, straightened his clothes, with a wild smile on his face, stepped onto the rostrum without haste, and the camera flickered again.

As a great god in the Internet literature world, Jian Xingtianxia is, in a certain sense, comparable to the popular and purple stars nowadays.

He crumpled the manuscript prepared by the editor in advance, threw it into the trash can next to him, and held the microphone stand with one hand. His handsome appearance soon caused screams from the audience.

Taking advantage of the gap between his speeches, Jiang Liwen tugged at the sleeve of the editor in charge: "Xianglan, I feel a little sick to my stomach, and I haven't memorized the manuscript yet, so I won't be uploading it today."

The editor in charge looked at her slightly pale face, hesitated for a moment, and nodded: "Okay, but you have to persist when signing the book later."

"Okay." Jiang Liwen agreed very readily, because she didn't think Ye Fanli would stay in the exhibition hall after his speech, and with his character, he would definitely leave as soon as he was done.

The editor in charge patted her hand worriedly: "Does your stomach hurt badly? I have painkillers..."

"It's okay." Jiang Liwen said while watching the movement on the stage.

Ling Bang had already finished his speech, and outside the exhibition hall, readers lined up in a long queue, everyone was holding the book "Sword Walking the World" in their hands, waiting for him to sit down and sign.

As more and more readers poured in, the ceremony came to an end.

The editors arranged for the author to sit down according to his seat, while the executives of the company surrounded Ye Fanli, probably wanting to invite him to another place.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fanli stopped halfway. He turned his head and stared closely at one direction. His eyes were as deep as dark night ink. His gaze was so focused that the people around him immediately noticed him. unusual change.

Who is he looking at? !

This is everyone's question.

"Baiyun Airport at ten o'clock tomorrow, grandpa will let you go back." He walked up to Ling Bang, and said lightly, with a look of indifference.

Ling Bang smiled evilly: "I know, by the way, cousin, come here, let me introduce you to a very interesting author."

As he said that, he pulled up Jiang Liwen, who was desperately lowering her head, with an unrestrained smile on her face: "She is "Seventh Young Master Wen", and she wrote the suspenseful book I let you read. "

As early as when Ye Fanli walked in, Jiang Liwen's heart was already beating violently. Her hand holding the carbon pen trembled a little. At this moment, she was stared at by those cold eyes like frost. She thought Be calm, but found that her palms were sweating uncontrollably.

"Hello." The calm tone rang in her ears, as if she was just a stranger.

He approached slowly, step by step, and then...passed by.

Not without heartache.

After a long time like a century, it came to a sudden stop. Jiang Liwen's heart dropped heavily in her throat, and she breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously...

Ye Fanli didn't spend too much time on her, but reminded Ling Si not to be late with a cold voice.

At this time, everyone knew that Ling Bang's true identity was the grandson that was loved by the old man Ye, which further confirmed his image as a noble son.

The readers in the exhibition hall became more and more excited, holding the books in their hands, and kept looking towards this side.

Jiang Liwen looked at the leaving figure, and finally her whole body was no longer so tense.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, five years have passed.

Today, she is no longer the student who has not yet left the campus.

His hair is longer and curly, and his figure is slightly fatter than before.

It was normal for him not to recognize her.

Even if she hasn't changed, and there are more women coming and going around him, it's normal that he can't remember her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Liwen breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head away, sat down on the chair again, and began to sign her pen name on the book.

However, what she didn't see was that the man who looked like a night demon gradually lowered his eyes, and those two thin lips, which were colder and crueler than sharp swords, were tightly pressed into a straight line, and finally changed into A gorgeous flowery sneer, it feels like a hunter with a gun has found his prey, making people feel a chill from the bottom of their hearts...

The signing time was half an hour later than expected. When Jiang Liwen came out of the exhibition hall, the sky outside was a bit cloudy. She followed the editor and got on the bus. Along the way, Jiang Liwen was in a daze. She didn't understand what was coming from her heart Uneasy is why, she just wants to see the two little guys quickly.

The mobile phone in her pocket rang, and she looked at the caller ID blankly, it was an unfamiliar phone number.

Intuitively, Jiang Liwen didn't want to pick it up, so she stretched out her hand to hang up, leaned her head on the car seat, closed her eyes and rested for a while, and when she opened her eyes again, the bus had already returned to the hotel where she stayed.

When the authors got off the bus, everyone was more or less tired, but they didn't feel tired, and the corners of their mouths were smiling.

Jiang Liwen squeezed her shoulders, and walked down. She was the last one in the line, walking a bit slowly, and everyone else had entered the hotel. She saw a KFC across the street, so she wanted to go there and buy a whole family for the two little guys. bucket.

Just halfway there, two people in black suits who looked like bodyguards blocked her way. They walked up to her and said respectfully, "Miss Jiang, come with us."

Jiang Liwen knew them. When they were in the villa before, they were responsible for their own pick-up and drop-off every time they had sex.

"Miss Jiang..." One of them repeated blankly: "Please come with us."

Jiang Liwen knew that that man would never tolerate rejection.

Since we have to meet sooner or later, it's better to go to see each other openly, and then we will see each other again.

After thinking about it, Jiang Liwen nodded coldly: "Please lead the way."

It's still that hotel, but this is the back door of the hotel, which is usually only open to high-level VIP users.

Unsurprisingly, there was a black stretched luxury car parked there. Ye Fanli was wearing a white business shirt. The first three buttons on the collar were unbuttoned, revealing his firm and tangled bronze chest muscles.

The expensive black suit was hanging on his elbow, and he leaned elegantly and lazily on the car body. His cold face seemed to be carved by a knife, and there was no trace of emotion...