Domineering: The Billionaire Lover of a Bad President

The nineteenth floor, the nineteenth floor of 'hr', has been Xia Qing's only symbol since the day she became a well-known big-name manager, and it is not just a simple office location.If you look at the search, www>

Giving up the nineteenth floor to the owner is simply the greatest insult. Xia Qing can abandon the nineteenth floor and abandon it, but it must not be taken away by someone half-robbed and half-taken.

Xia Qing smiled slightly, with a cold look, she pressed the center of her eyebrows, feeling extremely helpless, she knew that CC Mo'er didn't have many tricks, and there were only a few tricks coming and going, and she was really guessed right again. .

It's not a day or two to miss her nineteenth floor.

Do you really think that occupying this place is equivalent to defeating the imaginary enemy, so that you can raise the banner of victory and sing the song of triumph? [

The white and tender little hand was gently raised and waved lightly.

The assistants behind him immediately fell silent, full of indignation, and each of them held back their breath with livid faces - insulting the eldest lady is insulting them, and it is absolutely unforgivable.

"I'm also very embarrassed to occupy so many resources of the company. Since you want to take it back, I can't help it." Xia Qing shrugged without any emotional ups and downs. The saying of quitting 'hr' that day still counts, Mr. Fang doesn't need to bother to make room for me, I just want to miss my assistants when I come back, thank you Mr. Fang for letting me figure out one thing."

"What are you going to do?" Fang Zijun had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Don't do anything." Yang snapped his small hand in mid-air, and the assistants all looked down and focused their eyes on Xia Qing in unison.

They knew that the eldest lady had something very important to announce, and the announcement to them had nothing to do with the guys who came to her door.

"Everyone, I want to leave. On the nineteenth floor of the Dihao Building, I have prepared an office space of 24 square meters for everyone. Everyone can have a big office, with brand new desks, and [-] hours of food. There is music, dreams, and passion, whoever wants to go with me, sign up at Lily." Before he could finish speaking, he was drowned out by waves of high-decibel screams. Individuals can also create that terrible sound wave, wave after wave, for a long time.

Fang Zijun was taken aback, and looked at those men and women who seemed to be crazy.

"Miss is going to take us away??"

"I heard you right, pinch me, pinch me."

"Walk around, don't talk nonsense with this group of psychopaths here, let's go back and pack up our things and prepare to move."

"Still cleaning up his brother-in-law? Didn't you hear what the eldest lady said? The new ones are all new ones, there is no need to use 'hr' old ones."

"Hahahahahaha..."

Jun Tieshi rubbed his nose, "Miss, are you trying to draw your salary from the bottom of the pot?"

Xia Qing blinked and slapped her black eyelashes, softly and gracefully, "Survival plan."

"Strange, don't they really want to see your jokes? Why did you say you were going to leave, that young master named Fang seemed to be crying." Jun Tieshi didn't understand again. Bleak 