Domestication of dear wives: AA system for wealthy transactions

Secretary Zhou wanted to cry instantly, this is such a tricky matter, boss, you can't say it so lightly.

Secretary Zhou hurriedly said: "No, of course it's up to you, you...Of course, you are right, I fully understand what you mean, I...will handle it well."

In the middle of the conversation, Secretary Zhou changed, because according to his understanding of Liancheng Yazhi for so many years, no matter whether he said that or not, he would do it, and the old man Ya Shao would definitely leave everything to him Yes, instead of being severely criticized by the boss after you say it, and finally have to go to work in a desperate manner, it's not... just bite the bullet and bear it, at least you can avoid a reprimand.

Liancheng nodded elegantly. Secretary Zhou understood his thoughts more and more, yes, he can handle things.

Liancheng patted Secretary Zhou on the shoulder elegantly: "Very well, then you can go about this matter and send their family away as soon as possible. I won't be out for a short time, and it's time to go home."

Secretary Zhou's heart was bleeding, he reluctantly said: "You...slow down!"

Secretary Zhou watched Liancheng getting into the car elegantly and gracefully, wanting to cry but not crying.

Ya Shao waved his sleeves, left behind a lot of troubles and left.

He sighed, forget it, he's used to it, and he's the one who is the most unlucky every time.

Secretary Zhou complained to himself for a while, got in the car, meditated, and then started compiling the email, wrote a line, read it, it was wrong, delete it, continue writing, delete it, delete it, and grabbed several strands of hair .

……

But at this moment, it is another scene in the car that is easy to ride.

Simple said to Mo Xunxun, "Put on your clothes."

He always felt that Mo Xunxun, a woman who was so delicate that he could poke him with one finger, and wearing such wet clothes, would definitely catch a cold tomorrow.

He himself doesn't care, he has stayed in places with harsh conditions, and wearing a wet suit is nothing to him.

Mo Xunxun was very moved, she did not expect that Jian Jian would be so careful.

He said softly, "Thank you."

She picked up her coat and put it on.

Jian Jian frowned, "Take off the wet clothes inside."

Mo Xunxun's face turned red instantly, and she lowered her head further, her shy hands clutching the man's jacket tightly.

When the people in front heard this conversation, they immediately lowered the baffle very winkingly.

Then, the back becomes a separate space, with only two people left.

Mo Xunxun's heart beat faster, and she took off her clothes in front of Jian Jian. She really couldn't do it now, she was a very timid person, and she had exhausted all his courage when she said that she wanted to leave with Jian Jian.

Now, she really can't do it.

Mo Xunxun's voice was as low as that of a mosquito, and he whispered, "I can do this..."

Jian Jian raised his chin and asked her, "Why? Afraid you look better than me?"

Mo Xunxun blushed even more: "I..."

Jian Jian suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Mo Xunxun into his arms. He clasped her soft and slender waist, looked into her eyes, and said, "Since you are going with me, you should know... What kind of day do you live..."

Mo Xunxun bit his lip, his timid and shy appearance was enough to make any man fall in love with him.

That itchy feeling came again, and Jian Jian quickly suppressed it, and said to Mo Xunxun, "Put it on." He paused for a moment, "Or, I'll change it for you."

Mo Xunxun was terrified, and said in a panic, "I... I... I'll be fine..."