A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Warm breath, ambiguous entanglement.

The suit jacket was thrown to the ground at will, the skirt was blooming like a flower, and the small breathing sound made the whole beautiful afternoon beautiful and fragrant.

Seeing that love was developing in an unstoppable direction like a raging fire, Shu Ange inadvertently saw that the hour hand was almost at 3:30.

She shoved Ren Qixian away and shouted loudly, "Seventh Master, the board of directors is about to start!"

She moved very fast, and Ren Qixian was pushed by her and turned from the sofa to the ground.

"..."

Shu Ange hurriedly leaned over and grabbed Ren Qixian's arm, apologizing with an embarrassed expression: "I missed it, I'm sorry, but Seventh Master, the board of directors is really about to start."

Ren Qixian stood up from the ground and tidied up his shirt. There was no turbulence on his face, and he was already defeated by Shu Ange's incomprehensible amorous feelings.

"Get the papers in order and I'll change."

Naturally, a suit jacket that fell to the ground can no longer be worn, and a shirt with an ambiguous lipstick print is not good enough to wear on the board.

After Shu Ange sorted out the documents, he tried to straighten his wrinkled skirt and straightened his hair.

In the mirror, her face is like a peach blossom, radiant, like a girl bathed in love.

Such an image is not suitable for attending the board of directors. Singer Shu An touched his cheek and deliberately put on a serious expression.

The door opened, and Ren Qixian changed into a brand new suit, tie and watch from the inside out.

"Hello, Mr. Ren, are you going to the conference hall now?"

Shu Ange nodded and smiled at Ren Qixian. He glanced at her clothes and nodded slightly: "Well, are things ready?"

"This is the data, this is the USB flash drive, and it's fully prepared."

"You rest upstairs, I'll go downstairs for a meeting."

Ren Qixian glanced at Shu Ange's slightly wrinkled skirt, and thoughtfully let her rest upstairs.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Ren, and wish you a smooth meeting."

If it weren't for the fact that the dress had left traces in the intimate contact just now, she would have preferred to see Ren Qixian open the board of directors with her own eyes rather than resting upstairs.

As if he had guessed what Shu Ange was thinking, Ren Qixian left a sentence before going out: "The big screen in the office can watch the live broadcast of the meeting. After the board of directors is over, I will take you to the suburban villa for dinner."

"!"

Lonely man and woman, suburban villa? Is Ren Qixian sending some kind of invitation to her?

The door closed silently, Shu Ange turned on the big screen in the office, and waited for the official start of the board of directors.

There are no tigers in the mountains, the monkey is called the king, and Shu Ange sits on Ren Qixian's office chair with his feet raised, looking at the big screen leisurely.

On the screen, everyone who owns more than 1% of Xianyuan Network Company's stock has already arrived.

At first glance, he was tall, short, fat and thin, with black hair and white hair, all wearing suits and ties. Even the programmers who usually don't care about their clothes had bright suits and leather shoes.

"Mr. Ren is here."

Someone whispered something, and after a few seconds, everyone stood up, and Shu Ange saw Ren Qixian and Wei Ran walk into the conference room.

"Even through the camera without any beauty, Mr. Ren's appearance can stand the test."

Shu Ange was lying on the desk, staring at Ren Qixian's face and becoming crazy.

He walked to the top position, nodded slightly to everyone, and made a polite gesture of invitation: "Thank you for your support and love for Xianyuan, please take a seat."

After Ren Qixian took his seat, the others followed.

Judging from the images on the screen, in addition to being curious about the newly appointed president, everyone has a somewhat less obvious awe.

Shu Ange carefully studied Ren Qixian's handsome facial features, and found that his eyes were very fierce, and when he entered the venue just now, he walked with full style.

Ren Qixian's aura is very strong. When he summed up and commented on the work of the previous quarter, everyone listened carefully, and no one ran away.

Even Shu Ange, the person who knew the content of Ren Qixian's presentation in advance, was completely infected by his words and emotions.

The board of directors didn't end until six o'clock. Shu Ange was in the office and listened carefully to six o'clock.

It was undoubtedly a very successful board, and every director was satisfied.

Ren Qixian showed Xianyuan's development and profitability in this quarter, as well as future development prospects, in a very intuitive form to everyone.

The development prospects of Xianyuan are very good, which is what every investor is happy to see.

After the board meeting, Shu Ange stood by the door waiting for Ren Qixian's return.

The moment the door opened, she jumped quickly and successfully hung it around his neck.

Ren Qixian was "attacked" as soon as he entered the door. When he realized that the person who rushed up was Shu Ange, he changed his counterattack to a hug.

"Don't do this next time, it's too dangerous."

He held Shu Ange's body and warned her with a serious expression.

"I have read the board of directors. Mr. Ren is very good. I feel that everyone has been frightened by the grand blueprint you showed."

Shu Ange's legs were crossed around Ren Qixian's waist, her face was raised, and she looked at him with admiration.

Proper worship is conducive to promoting feelings.

Ren Qixian recognized her work ability, and she also recognized his leadership style of being a Guan Wan Fu Mo Kai.

Ren Qixian, who used to have a straight face and was more serious than the old man, is now completely accustomed to her coquetry.

"Let's go now, to the suburban villa."

"OK."

After Shu Ange agreed, he jumped off Ren Qixian, tidied up the desk, and went downstairs with him.

No one else saw Shu Ange's appearance in the high-rise exclusive elevator that the two of them took.

This time, Ren Qixian drove by himself, and Shu Ange consciously sat in the co-pilot.

The favorability level has risen to 83, and Zhao Wanrong's road to death is coming to an end. Shu Ange turned to look at Ren Qixian, looking forward to a happy life with no shame and no shame after he awakened his memory.

The car started, and Mr. Ren Qixian adjusted the seat belt for Shu Ange.

The brisk music, like a bright beam of sunlight, shone on the hearts of the two of them, and Shu Ange was enjoying the changing scenery along the way, feeling very relaxed and happy.

After the car left the bustling downtown, Ren Qixian's expression suddenly became a little dignified. Shu Ange was about to ask what was going on, when he used a bluetooth headset to dial out a mobile number.

"Tianlu, according to the gprs positioning I shared with you, immediately bring someone over to support."

"Okay! Seventh Master, we will rush over as quickly as possible."

Shu Ange, who was immersed in love, came back to his senses, stared at the rearview mirror carefully, and found that there were two cars behind, following them all the time.

Before there were many cars in the downtown area, these two cars were inconspicuous. Now they are in a place with few cars, and their tracking is very eye-catching.

"Seventh Master, who is following us?"

Shu Ange's mind was full of doubts. With Ren Qixian's identity, who would dare to follow him without long eyes?

(Ah, long time no countdown, this story is coming to an end!)