Mr. Ye for the rest of his life, please advise

Chapter 227 Angry?
If you think you have a lot of money, you don’t have to take my words to heart. "

Secretary Tan used to be the CEO's right-hand man. She was a secretary in name, but she was the spokesperson of the CEO. No one in the company, no matter if they were ordinary employees or high-level executives, dared not underestimate her.

Therefore, for a while, the surroundings suddenly became quiet and silent.

Secretary Tan snorted coldly, stepped on high heels and walked out, "Tong Caiwei, come with me."

The president's office is located on the 15th floor.

Secretary Tan led her to the door. When she raised her head slightly, she saw a sign hanging diagonally above the door, President's Office.

Secretary Tan knocked lightly on the door a few times, "President, Miss Tong has come."

"Let her in."

It was Ye Fan's voice.

Even with her eyes closed, she could recognize him by this voice.

There are many people with nice voices in this world, but his voice is not only nice, it also seems to have a kind of magical power, which makes people impressed after hearing it.

Tong Caiwei pushed the door open and entered.

He stood by the window, the blinds were opened a little, and the sun shone in. The shadows cast on the ground were like zebra crossings, a golden shadow and a black shadow.

A simple white shirt, with a thin and slender back, and the lines of the shoulders all the way down, smooth and beautiful.

Yushu faces the wind. . .

If she had to use a very suitable idiom to describe what she saw at this time, these words would undoubtedly be the most appropriate.

His hair is dark, soft and shiny, not like the stars in those shampoo commercials on TV, where special effects are used for every commercial.

If Ye Fan were to do a shampoo commercial, he wouldn't need any special effects at all.

She was actually quite curious. Is it because he eats a lot of vegetarians that his hair grows so well?
But it's strange. . .His figure looks thin, but not weak at all.

There are muscles full of strength all over his body. Just looking at those muscles makes people feel very safe, which is completely different from his appearance when he puts on clothes.

Some images suddenly appeared in my mind. . .

For example, that day when he came out of the shower with only a towel around him, it caused her to have a nosebleed for the first time in her life. . .

Thinking about it, my face turned red, my heart beat faster, and my nose was itchy.

Her complexion changed, and she hastily stretched out her hand to touch the tip of her nose twice, for fear that she would have another nosebleed, which would be really embarrassing.

The door was gently closed.

She was standing at the door.

He didn't turn around, she didn't take the initiative to go over, neither of them spoke.

"come over."

After a while, Ye Fan finally turned around, the sunlight seemed to be sucked into his eyes, and the dark green eyes were glistening with water, overflowing with light.

Her thin lips were pursed lightly, and her beautiful eyebrows were as black as ink.

There was a seductive look between his brows, although he restrained him a lot, there was still some restlessness in his brows to tease people's hearts.

It's so beautiful. . .

She was dizzy for a moment.

The man in front of him looks so good-looking, as if he walked out of a painting.

His eyebrows, his eyes, his nose, his lips. . .Nothing is perfect.

How could there be such a perfect person? She once again lamented the injustice of fate, God is sometimes too partial.

"President, may I ask what you want from me?"

She still stood at the door without moving.

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips curled into a seductive arc, and he said with a smile, "Are you angry?"

(End of this chapter)