Chapter 41

Life keeps going, and you can't stop moving forward, but, Chengyue, are you and I destined not to be our own scenery?

Since Nan Jin went downstairs this morning, everyone felt that Nan Jin had changed. She was no longer like that polite and intellectual elegant woman, but lively and mischievous. catches the eye.

Everyone couldn't help laughing, monitor, thanks to her figured it out?
Rudely stirred the red bean porridge with a spoon, how could Nan Jin do it now because of Tong Junhao?
Dislike me quickly?Nan Jin kept shouting from the bottom of her heart.

The man glanced at her indifferently, "A monitor is also fine, but...you need a 360-degree intelligent rotating monitor."

Everyone: "..."

High, the devil is one foot high, and the Tao is one foot high!
Nan Jinmo, isn't this man not good at words?
After a long time, Nan Jin learned from Tong Xiaowu that a certain person had been the champion of Harvard University's debates for three consecutive years, and exclaimed that it is not good to know people!

Angrily finished a bowl of porridge, during which time the exquisite spoon and the bowl kept colliding with each other, making harsh sounds, and the meat stuffing in the steamed buns spilled all over the table, Nan Jin jumped all of a sudden as the corners of everyone's mouths twitched On Tong Junhao's body, he rubbed his clothes affectionately, "Junhao, let's go."

"Okay." The man embraced the girl's slender waist, not caring about the oil stains she rubbed on her body.

The two left affectionately, leaving behind a group of servants who fell to the ground.

When the two went out, Special Assistant Xin was already waiting, opened the car door respectfully, Tong Junhao helped her into the car, and when he turned around, Special Assistant Xin found that their president was unusual today.

Well, why?

I have been with Tong Junhao for more than ten years, and I have never seen any stains on Tong Junhao's body. Today finally broke the record.

Amidst Nan Jin's speechlessness, Tong Junhao's calmness, and Xin Tezhu's mouth twitching, the car stopped at the gate of Horst College.

"Husband, what's up!"

The soft lips of the "ba" girl were printed on Tong Junhao's face, and there was great interest in her eyes. Tong Junhao didn't expose her, and handed the bag to her, "Call me if you have anything to do."

"Okay." The girl walked into the Horst Conservatory of Music with quick steps. Tong Junhao was still staring at the direction of Nan Jin's departure, with one hand on his face and he couldn't recover for a while.

"Boss, that... I think you need this and this before that." Trying to hide the smile on his face, Assistant Xin handed him a small mirror and a box of tissues.

Even though I knew that this little girl had played some tricks, I never expected it to be like this...

In the mirror, there was a big lip mark on Tong Junhao's perfect profile face, which was the same pink color as Nan Jin's lips, very tender, no wonder he didn't see that she was wearing lipstick today.

After looking in the mirror for a while, Tong Junhao calmly ignored the tissue that Assistant Xin brought over.

what, shame?

This is clearly a sign of love!

In the single bathroom of the Horst Conservatory, Nan Jin was wiping her lips vigorously. She hadn't touched cosmetics for two years, and felt a little uncomfortable touching these things again.

However, this lipstick is really good. When she got out of the car, she took a special look at it. The lip marks on Tong Junhao's face were so obvious that they couldn't be washed off without makeup remover!

Haha, she can imagine Tong Junhao going to work with such a big mark, and then dare not see people for a day.

It turns out Nam Jin's schadenfreude was a little premature, and, moreover, the reality is just the opposite.

When he got out of the car, Special Assistant Xin saw the bright oval hickey on Tong Junhao's face again, his steps trembled and he almost fell to the ground, boss, women are really not for petting!

However, not everyone can be as calm as Tong Junhao. When the employees bowed to say hello, most of them stood there half-bowed and stunned. My God, what did they see? It was a lip print, a woman's lip print!

It was on President Tong's face!

What could be more exciting than this news!

In the astonishment of everyone, Tong Junhao walked into the elevator calmly, followed by Xin Tezhu who tried his best to reduce the sense of existence.

It's not that he didn't see everyone throwing winks at him again and again, Xin Tezhu was miserable, it's not that he didn't maintain the company's image, it's that the BOSS is shameless!

In fact, what he wanted to say the most in his heart was, sir, this might be captured and published in the newspapers!

Tong Junhao has been the chairman of Huateng Group for many years, and he has never had any gossip. Moreover, he has never accepted any private interviews.

Therefore, the news about Tong Junhao over the years is countless, but the root of all this is that Tong Junhao pays great attention to his own image.

If, once he doesn't pay attention to his image, it's hard to imagine what kind of indiscriminate bombardment the media will attract.

"What? It's ugly?" the man asked in a cold voice.

Assistant Xin turned his head, with a smirk, "Where is it, the boss has always been so handsome and unrestrained, Yushu Linfeng, Yu Bufan, talented and tall, and his face is like a crown, and his appearance is better than Pan An..."

"To shut up."

"..." Xintuo closed his mouth awkwardly, and said within two seconds: "Boss, the meeting with Pengda Group this morning..."

"Continue." Tong Junhao dropped two words without thinking, just as the elevator door opened and strode out.

There are a few black lines on the forehead of Xin Tezhu. Boss, you are going to talk about work with this?

When Tong Junhao arrived, Du Lerong had already arrived, and was sorting out the things needed for today's work. Tong Junhao passed by her like a gust of wind, "A cup of coffee."

Du Lerong raised his head, stared blankly at Tong Junhao's far away profile, then turned to look at Xin Tezhu, "Xin Tezhu, Hao he..."

Assistant Xin, who followed Tong Junhao in disgrace, shook his head and leaned on Du Lerong's workbench, smiling, "Secretary Du, it's working time now."

After leaving this sentence, Assistant Xin didn't stop at all, and followed Tong Junhao's steps.

After thinking about it, when Du Lerong sent coffee to the president's office, he still brought a pack of tissues.

"Hao, your face is stained with dirt, let me wipe it off for you." Before he could hand out the tissue in his hand, Tong Junhao raised his head and glanced at her lightly, "Have you finished your work?"

"Yes." If she wants to be Tong Junhao's secretary, her working ability cannot be that bad, and if she wants to stand by Tong Junhao's side wholeheartedly, it is naturally impossible for her to have low requirements on herself.

Tong Junhao nodded, "Okay, then please sort out what you have learned about me in the past three years, as well as everything about me, big and small, and send them to my mailbox, and go out."

The cold tone didn't contain any trace of emotion, it seemed plain like boiled water frozen, Du Lerong was stunned for a moment, what should I do to sort this out?
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