The local tyrant president is not easy to mess with

Chapter 46 With some clues 1
Ma Dai brought Hu Die to the entrance of a passage, pointed to the front, and said to her: "Miss Hu, go in by yourself. Go straight ahead, and there is a room at the end, you can find it."

Hu Die always felt that this place was inexplicably familiar, and her heartbeat became very violent. She looked back nervously at Ma Dai, and then at the dark passageway where everything was almost invisible, and panted and said, "I don't want to go in."

This place is like hell, a girl feels scared when she looks at it, why dare to go in, I'm afraid that after entering, she will encounter all kinds of dangers that she can't imagine.

"Miss Hu, you should go in." Ma Dai made another gesture of invitation.

Hu Die shook her head, determined not to go in, but turned around and ran away.

However, at this moment, all the lights in the passage suddenly lit up, illuminating the interior as bright as day.

"Go in. There's no danger. We know you're Hu Die, so we won't try to kill you."

Ma Dai didn't know what He Yacheng wanted to do with Hu Die, and it was still in an exclusive corner where no outsiders had ever entered, but he knew that his task was to listen to him and bring people there.

The passageway was lit up, so it wasn't so scary, Hu Die looked at it, and walked in with steps.

The doors on both sides of the passage are tightly closed, there are no signs on the doors, and even the decorations are exactly the same. Those who pass by have no idea which room they are in, and which one they just passed by.

Going all the way to the end, at the end of the passage, she found a half-open door with a light on inside.

Through the gap in the door, Hu Die didn't see anyone inside, so she knocked on the door and asked in a low voice, "Is anyone there?"

He Yacheng poured a glass of black cards on his small bar, and said "come in" to the door, but did not open the door.

Hu Die walked in cautiously, and when she looked up, she saw behind the small bar opposite the door, a man holding a cup of black cards.

"You are?" She stood near the door, looking at He Yacheng.

This man looks very iconic, his knife-like facial features are really eye-catching, and his figure is also good, which is very seductive to look at.

"He Yacheng." He Yacheng pursed his lips and smiled, pointing to one side of the sofa, "Sit wherever you want."

Of course Hu Die has heard of He Yacheng's name, but the circle is big, some rich kids, she only hears his name but doesn't see him, that's what He Yacheng is like.

She no longer felt scared, nor sat on the sofa, but walked to the front of the bar, sat on a high chair, and said to He Yacheng, "I want a drink too."

He Yacheng looked back for the wine glass, she picked up the bottle and looked at it, "Black card. Spirits. That's good."

She was in a bad mood today, so she wanted to drink some strong alcohol, so that she could temporarily forget some things with the help of alcohol.

"Girls, don't drink so much alcohol, it's bad for your health." He Yacheng took the bottle and poured only a little for Hu Die.

Hu Die pursed her lips and smiled bitterly. She held up her wine glass and drank it in one gulp, stretching out her hand to ask for more, "Have another glass, give me more, so it's impossible for Young Master He to be stingy with the money?"

"Miss Hu, of course I will give you what I want, but it depends on whether it is good for you. It hurts you..." He Yacheng poured another half a glass for Hu Die, but this time he added some soda water Inside, "I would never do it."

"Young Master He, tell me, what's the matter?" Hu Die put her arms together on the bar, raised her head slightly, and looked at He Yacheng who was standing there. "I don't have time to listen to your talk."

Hu Die has long heard of He Yacheng's skillful words. His sweet words have ruined many good girls, not to mention bad ones.

He Yacheng leaned on the bar counter, holding a wine glass in one hand and propping up the countertop with the other, "It's nothing, I just want to chat with someone to relieve boredom."

"I don't have time to entertain you. I have nothing to do. I'm leaving." The longer Hu Die sat here, the more she felt that something was wrong, very wrong, but she just couldn't say it.

She just wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible, as if she could relieve the depression and anxiety in her heart.

"I heard that Leng Muxuan did not agree to marry you?"

He Yacheng got straight to the point, and Hu Die, who was about to leave, was also slightly taken aback, forgetting to leave, but asked instead: "What do you mean?"

He Yacheng always had a faint smile on his face, "If he doesn't agree, how about I agree?"

Hu Die was taken aback again, He Yacheng was obviously thinking about something, and it had been a long time, she obviously couldn't keep up with his thinking.

"I don't agree." Hu Die refused without thinking.

In fact, the daughter of a family like her will eventually embark on the road of marriage, but sometimes it is lucky, and the son of that family is the person I like, and sometimes it is bad luck, and the son of that family is not the person I like .

It doesn't seem to matter who you marry, the important thing is to agree to the family's marriage plan and embark on a path that will carry the development of the family business.

Therefore, even without Leng Muxuan, she wouldn't find it surprising that He Yacheng came out, and maybe she wouldn't even reject it.

But the problem is that she, Leng Muxuan, and Ran Zijin haven't settled down yet, and she doesn't want to bring in irrelevant people.

"You will always agree. I promise." He Yacheng was not annoyed, and said with a determined face, and then took a sip of wine.

"Why?" Hu Die had the feeling that He Yacheng would rule her forever. This feeling was very bad, very bad, and even made her want to get angry.

"You'll know right away."

Opening his eyes, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning, Ran Zijin shook his head, a little annoyed.

Why did you sleep at Leng Muxuan's house again last night? Didn't you agree not to bother him anymore?Hu Die didn't handle it well either!
After turning around in the room, Ran Zijin made sure that Leng Muxuan was not there, and she was the only one, so she went back to wash up.

Leng Muxuan had already gone to work in the company. He was in a meeting at the moment, and the people from the marketing department were giving a report. He listened carefully, and his phone vibrated on the folder in front of him.

Seeing that it was Ran Zijin's call, he quickly picked up the phone, and ignored someone who was making a report, turned around and walked out, while arranging to the people in the conference room: "Take a break for 10 minutes. Then start after 10 minutes."

He knew that Ran Zijin, who couldn't find anyone, would call back, so he didn't turn off the phone, and she did.

People in the conference room felt that this world was very fantasy, and the president always advocated that everyone turn off their mobile phones during meetings.

And he is even more so, he will definitely turn off his personal mobile phone and put his office mobile phone with Shangguan Wei Le. If there is a call coming in, he will let her find a way to deal with it, and come in to report urgent matters.

It was the first time that he interrupted the meeting in order to answer the phone while turning on his cell phone like today.

So everyone is secretly discussing, what's wrong with the president?Who made the president so obsessed that he didn't even do his job.

In the end, everyone agreed that Master Leng's suspension of the meeting was definitely for the beauty!
Leng Muxuan entered the office before answering the phone, and Ran Zijin over there hurriedly said, "Master Leng, are you at work? I'm going back to school soon. Are you coming back for lunch? If you don't come back, I won't prepare Yours!"

He heard a rustling sound on the phone, and guessed that she must be calling himself in the kitchen, while packing the ingredients.

"What do you do at noon?" He stood in front of the French windows behind his desk, looking at the high and low buildings outside, like a king overlooking the world.

"Pasta." Ran Zijin turned out the olive oil, put it on hand, and went to look for something else.

(End of this chapter)